The Perception of Murder

"Gravity Blade, Stone Rain!"

Buzz -

As Locke's words fell, the stone floating in the air instantly lost control, and like a meteor shower, it violently smashed toward the camp below.

Boom -

"Ah!"

"Run!"

"No, I don't want to die! Someone come and save me!"

"Don't panic. Pick up your weapons and follow me to kill that kid!"

Noises were constantly heard as rocks fell, and countless soldiers released their final roars. Locke stood at the camp entrance, expressionlessly looking at the miserable state of the camp in front of him.

"Damn it, you bastard! How dare you, how dare you! Go to hell!" A soldier officer had a crazy expression on his face. He raised the long sword and jumped high into the air, roaring as he slashed at Locke.

"Ding!"

With a clear sound, the officer's long sword was firmly blocked by Locke's long sword, making a crisp sound.

"What!" The officer was shocked that his attack was easily blocked. Locke looked at the officer coldly. Purple light appeared on his body.

"What's there to be surprised about? I just blocked your attack. Is that unbelievable?"

Weng!

"Wuuwa!"

Suddenly, the officer felt a terrifying gravity cover his body, causing him to smash into the ground. The terrifying power caused him to be completely unrecognizable, and blood sprayed out.

"Kacha!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and the officer fiercely spat a mouthful of blood. "What, what's going on? You bastard, right? What did you do to me!"

The officer looked at Locke ferociously and asked as he was pressed to the ground by gravity and continuously spat out blood. Locke glanced at the officer and slowly stepped over his body with the longsword in his hand.

"It's nothing. I just applied gravity ten times on your body. Alright, die peacefully. I'm going to complete my mission."

As soon as he finished speaking, an even more terrifying gravity pressed down on the officer and crushed him completely. Locke no longer looked at him and walked towards the military camp.

The military camp of Mount Geta was a vital weapon warehouse for the enemy frontline forces. However, because the camp was at the top of Mount Geta and was a place that was easy to defend and hard to attack, the enemy countries needed to be more alert.

After all, the location of this camp was perfect, and it was at the back of the front line. There was still a battalion of soldiers. No one would have thought that such a place would be easily captured.

Locke strolled through the damaged camp, avoiding the deep pit and the corpses on the ground. Finally, he arrived at the destination of this mission. Locke looked at the warehouse where the arms were placed before him. The anger in his heart suddenly rose.

"Bastard"

Locke suddenly roared angrily, and an invisible and violent aura exploded from his body. "Just to blow up this arsenal, just to blow up this place, so many people died, so many little ghosts who trusted me killed on the road just like that. Just to let you get more credit, so many little ghosts died just like that!

Damn it!!"

As he spoke, tears uncontrollably flowed from Locke's eyes, and soon tears streamed down his face. He kept looking at the little ghosts who believed in him, and the little ghosts who followed him to kill all died in this mission. The pain in Locke's heart finally vented at this moment.

"Gravity Blade, Fierce Tiger!"

With a roar from Locke, a terrifying horizontal gravity accompanied the swing of Locke's sword and directly pounced toward the arms warehouse ahead. The terrifying horizontal gravity directly distorted the space in front of them.

"Boom!"

"BOOM!"

A massive explosion erupted. Under the distorted gravity, all the gunpowder in the warehouse exploded, creating a gigantic explosion. The entire camp turned into a sea of fire in just an instant.

Looking at the camp that had turned into a sea of fire, Locke activated his ability and threw all the corpses on the ground into the fire. He walked down the mountain without looking back.

"'BOOM!'"

A loud explosion resounded throughout Mount Geta. A huge mushroom cloud rose from Mount Geta. It looked spectacular. Barett looked up at the giant mushroom cloud that rose toward Mount Geta and laughed loudly.

Then, he waved his fists again and charged at the beasts before him. They began a fierce melee. A group of beggars at the foot of the mountain looked up at the mushroom cloud. They all revealed terrified expressions and then quickly fled.

Ten kilometers away from Mount Geta, the general heard a roar. He had a bad feeling. He quickly rushed out of the military tent. His face immediately twisted when he saw the giant mushroom cloud rising from Mount Geta.

"Bastard! What happened at Mount Geta?"

He roared and rushed directly toward Mount Geta without any guards following him. Not far from the camp, in the camp of the GF army, Douglas heard the voice and walked out of the tent. He looked toward Geta Mountain, looked at the giant mushroom cloud, and laughed.

"Hahaha! Well done, Gray. You can blow up the enemy's arsenal. You have made a great contribution to me. Hahaha!"

Douglas would never have thought that the one who blew up Geta Mountain's camp was not Gray but Locke, who he had already given up reading.

However, even if he knew, Douglas would not care too much. For him, no matter who blew up the warehouse camp of Mount Geta, the final credit would be his, Douglas. Locke ignored the massive explosion and the mushroom cloud that arose behind him.

At this time, he had already arrived at the foot of Mount Geta. Looking around the battlefield, Locke slowly walked toward the corpses of the children.

Using his ability to dig a vast pit, Locke moved the corpses of all the young soldiers into the pit and then filled the hole with his knowledge. Looking at the cemetery in front of him, Locke stood there quietly.

"Our mission has been completed, and I have killed Gray. Now only the destruction of this country is left. You watch from the sky. I will fulfill your wish."

After saying that, Locke left without looking back and headed toward the camp. An hour after Locke left, the general rushed over from a distance. He overlooked the cemetery and rushed directly to the warehouse camp on Mount Geta.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain and saw the camp that had completely turned into ruins, he roared angrily. His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression twisted like a wild beast waiting to devour someone.

"No matter who you are, I will find you and tear you into pieces!" After venting the anger in his heart for a while, the general took out the Den Den Den Mushi in his pocket and dialed the phone directly.

Soon, the phone was picked up. "Erga! I request you now. Immediately, immediately, immediately, let all the soldiers pick up their weapons and charge at the damn Army of GF! I want to see all those damn bastards die!"