Chapter 1518 Sneaking in at night

Upon hearing this, Enel's face was filled with murderous intent, and the lightning on his body crackled, like an enraged beast. Daring to cause trouble on Thunder God Island was undoubtedly a slap in his face. How could he tolerate this?

"Don't worry about him for now. You will find that guy if he shows up anyway. Just kill him when he shows up." Kuro waved his hand, as if killing Sabo was as easy as crushing an ant.

"I understand." Enel gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

"For now, we should focus on the army and the revolutionary army. Once our people have recovered from their injuries, we will contact them." Kuro stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.

"The real battle is yet to come." Enel nodded, and the lightning on his body gradually subsided.

Kuro turned to look out the window. The bright moon in the sky shone with a long, cold light, as if covering the entire world with a layer of icy cold. "I can't wait to take over this world."

Kuro's face revealed a strong ambition, and his eyes seemed to want to devour the whole world.

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The atmosphere in Mariyat's basement laboratory was oppressive and solemn. The dim light flickered, as if ready to go out at any moment, lending the entire space a touch of mystery. Satan Sheng was crouched over a pile of parts, concentrating intently, carefully repairing the parts of the Heavenly King. His hands were like delicate instruments, each movement precise and meticulous, yet beads of sweat already covered his forehead.

"I've repaired everything I could, but the remaining few are completely useless." Saint Satan straightened up, looking at the shattered parts on the ground with a look of worry on his face. These parts were like a huge rock weighing on his heart, weighing him down. The Heavenly King was a key part of his plan; if it couldn't be repaired, the entire plan might be affected.

"We have to find a way." Satan Sheng sighed, his eyes revealing determination and unwillingness. He turned and slowly left the basement, his steps heavy, as if each step was on an unknown road.

As soon as he emerged from the basement, Alatas hurried over. He was sturdy, his eyes revealing loyalty and awe. "King," Alatas knelt on one knee, his voice loud and clear.

"Get up, what do you want to talk to me about?" Saint Satan stopped and looked at Alatas with a calm and majestic tone.

"King, there is news from Beru." Alatas stood up and said respectfully.

"Speak." A hint of expectation flashed in Saint Satan's eyes. The situation has been turbulent recently, and he urgently needs some good news to stabilize the morale of the troops.

"The rebels are losing ground. With our help, the army has taken control of the war and captured more than a dozen islands." Alatas said excitedly, his face filled with pride.

"Well, well done." Satan nodded with satisfaction, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a rare smile. It had been a long time since he had heard such good news, and it gave him hope of victory.

"Let them pursue the victory and kill those rebels as soon as possible! Don't give them any chance to breathe." Saint Satan's eyes revealed a fierce murderous intent, as if he wanted to completely wipe out the rebels.

"Yes, I'll contact Beru later." Alatas answered respectfully, then turned around to convey the order.

"Also, I want you to catch someone." Satan Saint said with a dark look in his eyes, his voice low and mysterious, as if hiding some unspeakable secret.

Meanwhile, the Army Headquarters was brightly lit, as bright as day. A massive map hung on the wall, marking the locations of various islands and the battle situation. Beru and his four companions sat opposite Kettley and the others, the atmosphere tense and solemn.

"It's up to you tonight." Kettley looked at Beru and the other three, his eyes full of trust and expectation. He knew that these four were extremely powerful and were the key to this operation.

"Don't worry, we're not like your men." Boru sneered, his eyes revealing confidence and arrogance. He then led his men out of the headquarters, their steps hurried, as if they couldn't wait to join the battle.

Beidam watched them leave, his eyes full of calculation. He narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible smile playing at the corner of his mouth, as if he were plotting something.

"Marshal, can they do it?" Bedam asked cautiously, his eyes full of worry.

"Don't underestimate these guys. The four of them are more than enough to destroy an entire island." Kately looked at the soldiers and said seriously.

"Oh." Bedam nodded, not quite understanding. Although he had heard of the reputation of these four people, he had never seen them take action with his own eyes. The worry in his heart was not completely eliminated. It was like a dark cloud that always hung over his heart.

That night, the moonlight was as dark as ink, and darkness enveloped the earth. Like ghosts, Beru and his three companions appeared silently in the town guarded by the revolutionary army.

Their footsteps were light and soundless, as if they blended into the darkness. The lights in the town were dim and weak, swaying in the night wind, as if they would go out at any moment.

"Captain Boru, how far are we going this time?" a team member asked in a low voice. His eyes revealed excitement and anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to start a killing spree.

The corners of Beru's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cruel smile. He whispered, "It's up to you, but you must be quick. We can't give the rebels time to react. We must be like a gust of wind, sweeping through the entire town in an instant, leaving them no chance to resist."

"Understood." The team members responded in unison, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

They each gripped their weapons tightly. Some had sharp swords that gleamed coldly in the moonlight, while others had heavy axes that seemed able to chop through any obstacle.

Immediately afterwards, the four of them rushed towards the center of the town like four black lightning bolts.

Their figures moved through the darkness, leaving only a slight sound of wind. The revolutionary soldiers in the town were still asleep, unaware of the approaching danger.