Chapter 547: Behind the Curtains on the Front Lines [V6C77 – Sorrow of a Silent Parting]

Qianye didn’t hesitate in the least despite failing to sense anything there. He produced several grenades and hurled them out at full force. The explosives crossed several hundred meters in the blink of an eye and blasted into the dense cloud of smoke like a cannon shell.

A cry of alarm emerged from the mist, followed by the appearance of a silhouette trying to escape the blast—but it was one step too late. Moreover, Qianye’s grenades fell in a particular pattern which locked down a ten-meter area around the person. The shockwaves from the consecutive explosions swept the person back in.

Only a miserable cry was heard before the figure rushed back out, covered in flames from head to toe. But his movements faltered after taking two steps out as an origin bullet tore through the air and took away half his head.

Qianye blew on the smoking-hot barrel and walked over to the corpse.

It was a demonkin. The remaining half of his head was still frozen in an expression of pain and astonishment, apparently unable to believe that he would be discovered.

As a mere baron, he was neither powerful...