Wilbur turned around with a frown. "Why can't you just heed my advice?" "I thought there was something off about you two, creeping around like you're up to no good! You'd better tell us the truth of why you're here or we're gonna proceed forward," said Jonah coldly.
Ryder could not take it any longer and piped up in a cold voice, "The Department of Paranormal Research and Defense is investigating this hill. All unauthorized people need to leave." After saying that, he took out his license, thrusting it in Jonah's face.
Jonah burst out laughing. "What kind of f*cking department is that? I've never heard of it before." "That's because you don't have the right to," Wilbur said coldly.
Jonah immediately becmad again and raised his rifle. It seemed as if he was about to shoot Wilbur.
One of the women panicked. "Mister Jemson, don't shoot! We're just here to have fun. It won't be fun if we have a casualty on our hands." Her words seemed to work as Jonah slowly lowered the rifle and glared at Wilbur. "Just wait till we get off this hill. I'm going to let you have it." "Be my guest," Wilbur said calmly, turning around as he headed up the hill with Ryder following behind him.
Jonah stared coldly at their backs. "Chase, tell the authorities about those two men. Arrest them the second they descend the hill.
I'm going to teach them a good lesson." "Got it, Jonah." The other man holding the gun was named Chase Yang. He took out his satellite phone to do as told.
Right then, Wilbur and Ryder left Jonah and the rest of his group far behind them as they picked up speed, making their way further up the hill.
It was not long before they reached the top of the hill.
Wilbur raised a hand, and Ryder began to assemble his super cannon at once.
Wilbur expanded his spirit senses. A while later, he pointed to the right. The two men immediately crouched, making their way over in the direction that Wilbur had pointed in.
Not long after, they stopped behind a huge rock as Wilbur said, "He's right in front. Get him." Ryder stuck out his head to peer ahead of him. The only thing that he could see five hundred meters ahead was a two-meter-tall Gobo, his muscles bulging as he hunched over the body of a large bear and was sucking on its blood.
Gobo looked just like a feral beast at that moment, vicious and murderous.
He was also impossibly powerful, able to take down a bear that weighed several tonnes. A regular human being would have been killed by such a beast on sight.
Ryder raised his super cannon and pulled the trigger.
A spiral bullet shot out, whistling as it zipped through the air and shot right through Gobo.
A wound bloomed on Gobo's back at once, blood spraying the air.
Gobo's defenses seemed strong enough to withstand the spiral bullet as it did not instantly kill him.
He let out a howl, turning around and charging toward Ryder.
Wilbur said, "I haven't got much spiritual energy left in my body. You handle him." Wilbur had used up a great deal of his spiritual energy to extract the Goldmoon for the thunder cleaver and had not fully recovered from the ordeal yet.
Ryder said nothing as he fired another two shots.
Gobo managed to avoid one of the shots while the other bullet hit his waist.
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