The Seventh Base - Chapter 1073: 131: Execution

Chapter 1073: Chapter 131: Execution

Amidst the desert storm, Proto was still searching, but he lost his way in the sandstorm and had not found Heath and the others.

In another area, on the battlefield, the fight between Heath O’Brien and the three of Lonco grew increasingly fierce. As the battle intensified, both sides entered a berserk state. Heath O’Brien knew he had no retreat, as Lonco was relentlessly locking onto him, determined to kill him here.

At this moment, two long spears simultaneously struck Heath O’Brien’s body but did not penetrate. The clothes on Heath tore apart, revealing the combat clothes underneath, made with special materials that could deflect most of the incoming energy.

The combat clothes were enveloped in flames, and Heath O’Brien’s pupils seemed to be burning like fire. He grabbed the two long spears that hit him, pulled hard, then ignored Lonco and slapped toward the other Transcendent. He had to kill one person, or else he would be exhausted to death by the two.

The man sensed danger and suddenly abandoned his spear to retreat, as violent energy burst forth ferociously. But at this moment, Heath O’Brien was completely reckless, entering a berserk state with a thunderous boom. His palms targeted the opponent’s head and pressed down.

Beside them, Lonco unleashed an extremely fierce energy wave that swept across, hitting Heath O’Brien’s body. But at this time, Heath was utterly mad, letting Lonco’s attack hit him. His palms broke through the opponent’s arm block, landing on the opponent’s head.

“Boom…” Under terrifying high temperatures, the Transcendent let out a miserable scream. His body burned, turning into a fiery hue, and his internal organs were melting.

Lonco roared, his explosive long spear sweeping out with a loud bang. Heath O’Brien’s body was blasted away, landing on the desert surface, his head dizzy. Even with defense, the terrifying shock still almost shook him to death.

However, he killed one.

The explosive sound came through, Heath O’Brien lay on the desert facing the rushing Lonco, his arms protecting himself.

“Bang.”

Another loud bang, Heath O’Brien was slammed into the desert. Lonco, dressed in Empire armor, dove down, also rushing into the desert, continuing to kill Heath O’Brien.

Instantly, within the desert, the two continued their fierce battle. Lonco’s spears were lethal, while Heath O’Brien was incredibly resilient, still hanging on.

At this moment, beneath the desert, countless spear shadows suddenly appeared, a terrifying riot lifting the sand, causing yellow sand to fly all over. The spear shadows struck Heath O’Brien’s body again, sending him flying.

From the desert came a muffled sound, Heath O’Brien turned and dove deeper into the desert, with Lonco continuing to pursue. Just then, a violent energy fluctuation hit, and Lonco keenly sensed a crisis.

Suddenly, a terrifying explosion sounded, the piercing sonic wave disrupting his senses. The energy from the explosion made the desert even more chaotic and violent. When Lonco returned to normal and continued forward, he could no longer lock onto Heath O’Brien. Heath used the moment to escape.

Lonco’s face turned grim. This son of the Republic leader was indeed so afraid of death, he had all sorts of life-saving items and threw them out at the crucial moment.

Using spiritual power, Lonco walked over the desert, searching for his opponent’s traces but found that Heath O’Brien seemed to have vanished without a trace, no sign of movement.

“Heath.” Lonco called out, but received no response, still no movement. He frowned, had he slipped away right under his eyes?

Heath O’Brien should already be seriously injured by him. He was confident that the previous spear strike, even if deflected by the combat clothes, was still enough to strip Heath of half his combat power. It was the perfect time to kill the opponent.

“Someone’s here.”

After searching for a while, Lonco noticed someone approaching from the other side of the sandstorm, a figure moving towards him. Lonco’s pupils contracted, staring at the appearing figure—it wasn’t Heath O’Brien, but Proto.

“Where is Heath?” Proto asked.

“Dead,” Lonco coldly replied.

A powerful aura emanated from Proto’s body as he charged towards Lonco, who didn’t retreat at all, also rushing forward. In the desert, the two collided instantly, another thrilling, violent battle ensued, stirring up the yellow sand.

With their battle, people from the O’Brian Republic and the Kales Empire also appeared in different positions around, continuing to fight.

In another location within the desert.

Inside the desert, Heath O’Brien’s aura was restrained, seemingly merging with the desert, no longer exuding his wild fiery aura. It was another cultivation technique he practiced, saving his life at the crucial moment.

“Escaped danger yet?”

Even still uneasy, Heath continued forward. He had already walked far, leaving that area, planning to escape alone and recover from his injuries. At this moment, he felt like his internal organs were shattered, extremely painful. Were he to continue fighting, he would surely die.

The sweeping yellow sand came, and Heath walked out of the desert.

But just then, Heath frowned, glimpsing a vague figure ahead—a shadowy figure standing quietly as if waiting for him.

“Who are you?” Heath O’Brien stopped and asked. He saw the weapon in the opponent’s hand, surprisingly a long spear like Lonco’s, formed by gathered energy.

“Boom…” The yellow sand surged, that figure charged straight ahead. Heath O’Brien saw the opponent clearly, but still couldn’t see the face. The mask hid it.

The long spear shot out, carrying terrifying power. Heath O’Brien, already a spent force, roared, his aura bursting fiercely, yet a horrifying force pressed in, accompanied by sharp sonic waves invading his mind, as if facing another Lonco.

Heath O’Brien felt a bit desperate—how could he encounter another Lonco?

The long spear charged like a crushing force, directly breaking through Heath O’Brien’s Energy Defense Wall, hitting his body, with a loud booming sound. Heath O’Brien let out a groan, spitting blood, his face pale.

The figure showed no signs of stopping, continuing the attack. Each strike was fatal, hitting the already battered parts on Heath’s body, the spots previously hit by Lonco.

It was as if he was mimicking Lonco’s attack.

This meant that during his fight with Lonco, the person had been observing all along, witnessing everything.

“Who are you?” Heath O’Brien let out a hoarse roar. At this moment, he only felt a chill down his spine; even when facing Lonco, he didn’t feel like this.

Behind him, there was a Hunter hunting him down.

In the swirling sands, the figure stepped forward, walking up to Heath O’Brien, cold eyes stared at him from behind a mask, the gaze was as if looking at a dead man.

In that instant, a figure suddenly flashed through Heath O’Brien’s mind, making him feel an icy chill down his body.

“Xu Mo?” Heath O’Brien whispered. It was Xu Mo who lured Lin Fan into the sandstorm. Lin Fan wouldn’t kill him; if Lin Fan wanted to kill him, he wouldn’t need to use this method.

Only those who want to hide their identity and kill him would need to imitate Lonco’s means to take him down.

This means, the person killing him cannot be exposed; it’s someone who knows him.

The answer seemed to be right there.

“Boom…” The violent spiritual power directly invaded his mind. Heath O’Brien’s spiritual power was trembling, his eyes were fixedly staring at the figure before him, feeling a wave of despair.

“Why do you want to kill me?” Heath O’Brien seemed still unaware.

“I also killed Matthew and Sarlon,” Xu Mo’s voice echoed in his mind, upon hearing Xu Mo’s voice, Heath O’Brien felt a sense of despair, knowing he couldn’t survive.

Xu Mo knew the conversation between Matthew and him, hence, he killed to silence.

This also meant, Xu Mo really took the Ancient Book.

Matthew was right, Xu Mo was hiding his talent, concealed Combat Power, deliberately stepping back.

At this moment, Heath O’Brien truly felt the shadow of death; as the Prince of the O’Brien Republic, he had never really felt the threat of death.

He was afraid now.

“Let me go, whatever conditions you have, I can agree,” Heath O’Brien pleaded.

“Boom…” Xu Mo did not respond, the spiritual power continued to invade, Heath O’Brien’s head was violently shaking, soon, he began to lose self-awareness.

…

In the desert, Proto and Lonco, along with others, were still fighting. The fierce battle had both sides somewhat exhausted.

“Where’s Heath?” Proto continued to coldly interrogate.

“Already killed by me,” Lonco replied indifferently. As the two were about to continue their moves, a sudden noise came from behind.

A Sand Beast charged out, and ahead of it was a figure desperately fleeing.

“Save me,” said the figure, one leg caught by the Sand Beast.

The figure was none other than Heath O’Brien.

“Boom…”

Proto and Lonco simultaneously sprinted toward that direction, but Heath O’Brien’s position was behind Lonco, hence Lonco was closer. He arrived first, sweeping down directly with a spear.

“Bang.” A loud noise echoed, Heath O’Brien was struck heavily, falling flat on the desert.

Lonco stomped on his body, the spear directly swept and killed the Sand Beast. When Proto arrived, he saw Lonco had already removed Heath O’Brien’s helmet and pointed the Long Spear at his head.

“Your fate is really tough, surprisingly still clinging to life,” Lonco said coldly. Apparently, after being severely injured, Heath O’Brien encountered a Sand Beast; the Prince of the Republic was indeed pitiful.

“Let him go,” Proto roared.

Lonco glanced at Proto, showing a smile.

Next moment, he raised the Long Spear, looked down at Heath O’Brien below, saying, “Your fate belongs to me now.”

With those words, the Long Spear stabbed straight down, piercing Heath O’Brien’s neck, blood sprayed out.

Proto stared firmly at the scene in front of him. The Transcendents from the Republic who rushed over also witnessed this scene, their hearts trembled violently.

That was the son of the Republic Leader.

At this moment, Heath O’Brien raised his head in desperation, his eyes glanced at Proto, wanting to say something but no longer able to, Proto felt in that gaze a complexity beyond despair, wanting to convey something.

“Slash.”

Lonco’s Long Spear swept across, cutting off Heath O’Brien’s head, executing him on the spot in front of the O’Brien Republic Transcendents.

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