The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

The sweet and fishy smell of rust wafted in from outside the reception room.

Anderson shrugged his hooked nose, frowned and asked, "What's the smell?"

Ai Wanxin half leaned against the back of the sofa, a gentle smile in her eyes: "It's the smell of blood, can't you smell it?"

Anderson could certainly smell the blood, but he never thought that this smell would appear in his heavily guarded villa.

"Why is there a bloody smell?" He turned his head and said to the burly man behind him, "Go and see what's going on."

The sturdy man nodded and strode towards the villa gate.

Suddenly, Anderson sensed something was wrong. He turned around and asked, "How did you, a guide, smell it?"

Almost at the same time as he questioned, the sturdy man passed by Ricardo. Ricardo's right arm quickly turned into stone. He turned his arm and body, and his right arm, wrapped in a gust of wind, smashed towards the sturdy man.

The sturdy man did not expect Anderson to suddenly attack. He subconsciously crossed his arms, tensed his muscles, and took his punch.

"Crack—" The sound of bones breaking was so obvious in the quiet living room.

The sturdy man was knocked back three steps by the punch, and his thick back muscles slammed into the floor-to-ceiling window. The bulletproof glass cracked with a buzzing sound, and a crack with a diameter of nearly one meter appeared.

An expression of extreme surprise uncontrollably emerged on his face. How could that lame man, who looked like a puddle of mud, have such great strength?

Before he could come to his senses, Ricardo had already dragged his broken leg and pounced on him again with a sullen face.

Anderson's green eyes revealed a cold and cruel gleam. If he didn't know at this moment that this woman was here to cause trouble, and that Ricardo, that idiot, had betrayed him, then he would have lived in vain for so many years.

"F--K!" Anderson cursed and jumped up from the sofa. He swung his left palm horizontally, and a hand-painted enameled gold vase in his hand shot towards Ai Wanxin like a cannonball.

The vase disappeared half a meter in front of Ai Wanxin's eyes. Anderson had no time to be surprised. His eyes were bloodshot and he shouted, "Ares!"

The four corners of the ceiling of the living room, the murals on the walls and some of the floor tiles flipped over in an instant, and the arm-thick laser muzzle locked onto the target extremely quickly. A dazzling light flashed by, and laser beams shot out from all directions in the spacious living room, heading straight for Ai Wanxin's face.

A golden translucent light curtain suddenly spread out around Ai Wanxin, wrapping her completely in a golden egg-shaped protective shield.

Laser beams from all directions hit the protective shield with the force of thunder, but it was like hitting a mirror. Under Anderson's horrified gaze, the laser beams bounced back uncontrollably, and the flying scorching light pierced through everything in its path.

"Bang bang bang bang-"

Exquisite sculptures and gorgeous crystal chandeliers exploded with a bang, fragments flew everywhere, bulletproof glass exploded into powder, and the whole room was filled with fine smoke.

The bouncing laser beams almost shattered the muzzles of the guns in the reception room, and the drooping muzzles could only barely make a weak squeaking sound caused by the electric current.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Anderson was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. Dark red sticky blood flowed out from under his body and soon gathered into a large pool.

His body was wrapped in a metal shell, and the bronze shell was covered with dozens of black wounds.

In front of the French window, the sturdy man fell on Ricardo, and both of them were motionless.

The golden shield around Ai Wanxin shattered, and the crystal light spots dissipated into the air.

She walked up to Anderson and looked down at him condescendingly.

Blood kept gushing out of Anderson's mouth. Hatred, confusion, unwillingness, all kinds of emotions flashed through his angry eyes, but he could do nothing anymore.

Ai Wanxin said slowly: "Didn't you say that I can have your endless wealth? I think what you said is very good. Everything you have will belong to me in the future. I will make good use of it."

"As for happiness, seeing you die in agony before me makes my soul tremble with joy. You can rest assured."

"Ah-ah-ah--" Anderson let out a dying roar from his throat. The voice was hoarse and intermittent, as if an invisible hand had strangled his throat. Anderson's neck twitched twice, his pupils slowly dilated, and his green eyeballs turned gray, and he was completely silent.

The sturdy man not far away seemed to tremble. Ai Wanxin walked to the French window on the rubble on the ground and met Ricardo's eyes full of fear.

He pushed away the strong man who was pressing on him and struggled to sit up from the ground.

The sturdy man was pushed by him, and his heavy body turned to the other side like a bag of flour. His body was full of bullet holes and he was dead.

Ricardo was not much better off. His shoulder and lame leg were hit, and blood was oozing out, soaking his loose shirt. His uninjured hand was pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, as if it had also been pierced by the laser beam.

Ricardo's pale face was completely bloodless. He trembled his lips and whispered, "I...I tried my best..."

Ai Wanxin's eyes curved slightly, but her gaze was cold and extremely oppressive.

Ricardo lowered his head even lower. After a while, Ai Wanxin chuckled and said, "You did a good job. God will reward her loyal servants."

Ai Wanxin raised her hand, with all five fingers spread out, hovering above Ricardo's head.

Soft white light shone from the wounds all over Ricardo's body. His broken bones, muscles pierced by lasers, and burst blood vessels were reconnected. The heart-piercing pain receded like a tide. Ricardo stared in amazement at his skin that had returned to normal and tried to stand up from the ground.

His right leg, which had long been useless, regained feeling. He stomped his foot violently. The discomfort of gravel pressing against the soles of his feet and the slight numbness were transmitted to his brain, and Ricardo's heart was pounding.

His knees went weak and he knelt down in front of Ai Wanxin.

He made the right choice!

Although he didn't know Anderson had equipped the villa with such powerful weapons, although he knew there were many brutal sentinels and thugs in the villa, and although the woman in front of him didn't show him too many tricks in advance...

But his instincts and his unbearable dislike for Anderson made him choose the right one.

His leg is healed, maybe God really exists!

"Lord," Ricardo murmured, "my merciful Lord..."

"Okay." Ai Wanxin said calmly, "I have already removed the biggest obstacle for you. Whether you can swallow this piece of fat meat depends on your ability."

When Ricardo raised his head again, his eyes were burning with ambition, and his gaze was experienced and firm: "What do you need me to do?"

The sea breeze blew Ai Wanxin's sari. She looked up at the tall palm trees in the distance and the giant statues carved out of white marble between the trees.

"Gather Anderson's forces, and at the same time, find the settlement of the Yan people."