Chapter 5267

With Wesley’s fingers tapping on the keyboard, the three defense guns that had already locked onto
Jarvis began to spin rapidly.

Almost instantly, shells with a caliber of 30 mm spewed out from the eighteen barrels of the three guns!

A barrage of warheads penetrated the camouflaged glass room and, according to the ballistic missile
known as Death’s Kiss, unleashed a torrent of flames upon Jarvis.

While the speed of bullets and shells was faster than the speed of sound, at close range, this speed
was less apparent.

Under normal circumstances, if a person was shot at from hundreds of meters away, they would hear
the sound of the gunshot before the bullet hit them.

However, Jarvis had been meticulously observing his surroundings.

As the speed of light was significantly faster than the speed of sound and the muzzle velocity of shells,
he neither heard the sound nor was hit by the close-in defense artillery.

Instead, he saw the three glass rooms at the top of the wall shatter simultaneously, and flames that
were at least one or two meters long erupted from each room.

In that instant, he realized that he had fallen into an ambush!

Using his keen senses, he had noticed that a large number of fast and powerful warheads were being
fired at him from the three glass rooms, each one menacingly heading in his direction.

Jarvis was now terrified beyond measure.



Without a second thought, he unleashed the reiki in his body and ran desperately towards his right. But
with the three close-in defense guns situated just a few hundred meters away, there was little time left
for him to react, even though the speed of sound and the initial velocity of the bullet were much slower
than the speed of light.

The AK-630 close-in defense gun, with an initial velocity of 900 meters per second, would leave him
with less than half a second to react at such a short distance.

Despite running with all his strength, Jarvis sadly realized that the positions he occupied, as well as the
direction he wanted to escape towards, were all covered by the extremely fast warheads.

This left him with no possible means of escape.

At that moment, Jarvis was consumed with bitterness, never having imagined that he could be so
vulnerable and helpless despite his high level of cultivation.

To make matters worse, the AK-630 close-in defense gun’s shells traveled at more than twice the
speed of sound, meaning that the shell that hit him had already struck before he could even hear the
gun firing.

Countless objects rushed towards the side of his body and he felt a sharp pain in his right knee joint.

In an instant, he lost consciousness as his knee gave way.

The shell had penetrated his body, obliterating his right knee joint and causing his calf and foot to be
blasted into the air.

The impact of the close-in defense guns had caused catastrophic damage to Jarvis’s body.

He lost control and fell towards the front right.



As he was falling, he felt his body being hit repeatedly on the right side.

When he looked down, he was horrified to see that his entire lower body and torso were almost
completely crushed into a mess of bones, flesh, and blood.

As his head spun, he realized that his neck had been broken by a shell, and he felt his head being
thrown into the air with tremendous force.

But before his body hit the ground, it was already shattered into pieces.

It was in this moment that Jarvis came to understand the horrifying reality that, even after a person’s
head was severed, their brain could still think, their eyes could still see, and their ears could still hear.

He could hear the deafening roar of the shells as his life came to a gruesome end.

Jarvis’s last moments were filled with anger and unwillingness. He never expected to end up as a mere
dead body, especially after having killed the taxi driver in a fit of rage.

Compared to the driver’s death, his own demise was much more gruesome and final.

His decapitated head spun through the air, avoiding the dense barrage of bullets that continued to
pummel the wall behind him.

Though his head had been spared, the rest of his body was reduced to a fleshy paste.

The weapon expert in the Dragon Temple had designed the spectacle-shaped ballistics to provide
wider coverage, which meant the ballistic density was not sufficient to target a skull.

Fortunately, this allowed Jarvis’s head to escape destruction, at least temporarily.

The bullets that had scorched his body tissues filled the air with the pungent smell of roasted meat.



Although Jarvis could no longer breathe, the rotating head brought the smell into his nasal cavity,
passively reminding him of his gruesome fate

However, he was no longer concerned about such things.

Using his remaining consciousness, he recognized that his head was about to hit the ground.

At that moment, he felt a little fortunate that he still had a complete head.

But just as his head was about to make contact with the ground, a shell from a nearby anti-aircraft gun
pierced through Jarvis’s left eye socket!

As the cannonball penetrated his eye socket, Jarvis’s brain fell silent and his last realization was that
he had finally met his end.

It was as if Zeba’s words had come true, “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…”

Suddenly, the cannonball exploded, blasting his head into pieces.

At that moment, Jarvis’s final consciousness was extinguished.

The confident Jarvis never thought that someone here could threaten his safety, let alone that he would
die here without a proper burial.

Wesley and Jackson witnessed the process of Jarvis being turned into pulp through the monitor, and
even though they had anticipated this ending, they were both extremely shocked and terrified.

They could see from Jarvis’s fast-moving figure that his strength was far above theirs, and his weird,
almost abnormal reaction speed was simply not something a human could possess.

But what did it matter?



Despite Jarvis’s exceptional speed, he still had no chance of escaping or resisting in the face of the
dense close-in artillery shells.

In an instant, a top expert had been wiped out.

Wesley and Jackson were both shocked and terrified as they witnessed Jarvis being blasted into a pulp
through the monitor.

Despite Jarvis’s extraordinary speed and reaction time, he had no chance to escape or resist the dense
close-in artillery shells.

The motor of the anti-aircraft gun stopped running as the system recognized that the target was
completely dead.

The entire process had only lasted for about two seconds, during which the three close-in defense
guns had fired over 300 shells.

Less than one-tenth of these shells had actually hit Jarvis.

As Wesley processed what had just happened, he realized that Charlie’s plan to overthrow the nest
had officially begun.

He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the order, “Everyone, obey orders and retreat in
an orderly manner according to the established plan!”

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