Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 255 Shadow of the Black Snake

Under the city ground, there is a dark and damp drainage pipe. Originally it should be the home of rats and cockroaches, but now it is occupied by an uninvited guest.

His cold vertical pupils glowed a dangerous red, and his flexible and slender fingertips quickly operated the smart terminal in his hand. Next to him was a military radio station with all the markings erased.

The Black Snake Koschei, far away in Ursus, recruited a group of mercenaries through snake scales to serve as cannon fodder for this assassination operation.

The snake scales with Koschei's will attached to them commanded the mercenary squad leaders via radio, and everything went according to plan.

Now the preliminary preparations have been basically completed, but the speed at which cannon fodder is consumed is somewhat beyond expectations.

"It's really gratifying that you have such high efficiency. Keep busy. The busier you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes."

The black snake stretched out its long, sticky tongue and licked its open lips. The deep snake shadow behind it twisted happily.

A pitch-black sword pierced out silently from the gap in space. The sharp sword energy made the black snake, who was concentrating on operating the terminal, have his hair stand on end instantly. Surrounded by the breath of death, the black snake subconsciously turned its body to the side.

"Puchi!" The tip of the sword pierced through the black snake's left shoulder without any hindrance, nailing it firmly to the inner wall of the pipe.

"Hmph!!!" The black snake groaned in pain, and smelly black blood dripped onto the ground. Without any hesitation, he immediately drew out the bayonet with his right hand and stabbed in the direction of the sword.

"Ding!" A crisp sound of metal breaking came from the darkness, and a hand wearing arm armor broke the spear off.

"I found you, the rat hiding in the dark..." The clone slowly walked out of the darkness, holding a new sword in his right hand.

"Haha...you're really quick, Demon King Roy. You've come here in person without having to entertain the guests at the banquet?" The black snake sneered, its eyes narrowed into slits and full of sarcasm.

"You can attach yourself to another person, so it makes sense for me to use magic to clone myself. Right, the immortal black snake, Kosice..."

In Roy's eyes, a poisonous snake emitting a foul smell was opening its mouth and breathing towards him.

This was the first time Roy encountered a god who showed hostility towards him, and this god was the black snake Koschei.

The final BOSS of the first eight chapters of the main storyline, the national will of Ursus, a black snake with excellent clothing aesthetics.

"Puchi!" The black snake's right shoulder was also pierced by the sword blade, and his two arms drooped down limply.

"You want to assassinate Witt? That's your business. It has nothing to do with me. But Witt can't die in Kazdel. When he returns to Ursus, you can do whatever you want."

Roy picked up the smart terminal that Black Snake had dropped on the ground and found that there were several locations marked with codes on it. The military radio next to it was still chirping.

"It's not enough to just kill Witt. What we want is for him to die in Kazdel..."

Black Snake did not act as a riddler and stated his purpose directly.

"How many backup plans do you have? Where are they?" Roy knew that the insidious and cunning Kosice must have more than just the body in front of him.

"..." Kosice just smiled sinisterly and did not answer.

Roy realized that it was useless to ask, so he thought about leaving his mark on the black snake.

So he turned the hilt of the sword, using the pain to stimulate his body and to cover up the traces of the spell.

The black line as thin as a hair passed through the sword blade and penetrated into the gaps between the scales of the black snake that was transformed by Koschei's will without anyone noticing.

"If you can find me, you can definitely find other me's too. But you have to hurry, otherwise it might be too late, hahahaha..."

Since it was not its true form that came, the black snake had nothing to fear and laughed loudly, the sound echoing in the narrow pipe.

Amidst noisy and shrill laughter, the black snake took the initiative to pull out of the body and at the same time destroyed the brain with magic, leaving no clues for Roy.

The radio equipment and terminals on the ground were gifts to Roy. Once he cleared all the cannon fodder, there would not be much time left.

Roy had the ability to stop Black Snake, but he let him go free.

Black Snake thought he had won, but although he was good at planning, he still underestimated the power of the Demon King.

Roy marked this strand of will, and no matter where he hid, he would be found.

After handing over the radio equipment and smart terminal to Ascalon for cracking, the clone began the thrilling snake-catching operation.

......

Back to the main body, Roy had just finished reading the handwritten letter from Emperor Ursus, and couldn't help but admire his courage and determination for reform.

If they cooperate in the manner mentioned in the letter, they will snatch the meat that the old nobles have eaten and cut out a portion to give to the infected.

Such an approach would certainly cause dissatisfaction among the old nobles. They are not the kind of people who would accept things as they are told, and a rebellion might even occur.

Simply put, it's like a vicious dog guarding its food.

If Emperor Ursus wants to make them behave, he has to unite with the new nobles and put pressure on the old nobles.

Once the old nobles have behaved themselves, it will be the turn of the new nobles.

"Chairman Witte, do you know the contents of the letter?"

"I was present when your majesty wrote the letter and offered some insignificant opinions and insights."

"Your Majesty Fyodor's decision is very bold. If it succeeds, Ursus may really be able to stand up from the quagmire it is in."

“If we reach a cooperation, it will be equivalent to dragging Kazdel down with us. If we fail, Kazdel will also suffer huge losses…”

Roy paused here and gestured to Witt, rubbing his thumb against his index and middle fingers.

"What do you mean?" Witt didn't understand what Roy meant and asked in confusion.

"I mean, you have to pay extra." Seeing that Witt didn't understand what he meant, Roy smiled and explained to him what the gesture meant.

"If it is within a reasonable range, His Majesty has granted me the power to make decisions for him." Witt nodded and agreed.

"As expected of a speaker of a country, you are decisive. In fact, I have something very important for Ursus. I wonder if Speaker Witte is interested."

Roy reached into the small space and pulled out a thick document, pushing it in front of Witt.

"Since it is Mr. Roy's invitation, Witt will certainly not refuse. It's just that time is limited, and I may not be able to read all the content."

Witt picked up the file bag, opened it and pulled out the bound documents inside.

The impact of just fourteen words on the cover, "Research and Speculations on the Disaster in the Arctic Ice Field," was so great that even Witt, who had a very good mental quality, was slightly stunned.