Drax carefully climbed over the edge of the ship and pulled himself onto the deck, immediately lowering his body when he noticed several armed men stationed nearby. They were scattered around the area, some carrying rifles while others watched the surrounding waters and the loading operations below. Drax quickly moved behind a stack of large containers and crates, using the cluttered deck as cover while he studied their movements. There were too many guards for him to simply walk through, and one wrong move could alert the entire ship to the presence of an intruder.He waited patiently until one of the guards began moving away from the others, carrying several packages toward another section of the vessel. Drax followed silently, keeping enough distance between them to avoid being noticed. The man eventually turned his head, perhaps sensing something behind him, but by the time he realized Drax was there, it was already too late. Drax grabbed him from behind and knocked him unconsciou

Drax finally reached the lower cargo section and immediately slowed his pace. According to the blueprint, he was close to the holding area, but the heavy footsteps and voices ahead told him that the criminals had placed more security around this part of the ship. He moved toward the corner and carefully looked around it.Seven armed guards were stationed outside a large metal door. Four stood near the entrance with rifles in their hands, while the others remained farther back, casually talking among themselves as they kept watch. Drax studied them for a few seconds, his eyes moving from one guard to another. If he attacked carelessly and allowed even one of them to fire, the sound would travel through the metal corridors and alert everyone on the ship. Worse, the guards might panic and hurt the girls inside.Drax took a slow breath, then released it.He needed to make this quick.He stepped out from behind the corner with his hands slightly raised. The guards immediately noticed him,

The man in his forties who was the captain took another slow drag from his cigarette before leaning back in his chair. His eyes remained fixed on Drax, and there was a faint smile on his face, as though everything happening in the room had already been decided.“So the rumors were true,” he said calmly. “A Warlord really did board my ship.”His smile widened.“What a pleasant surprise.”Drax didn’t answer. His eyes moved across the room, counting the armed men surrounding him. There had to be at least a hundred, and unlike the guards he had fought below deck, these men were clearly prepared for battle. They weren’t standing around casually. Every one of them had been positioned strategically, blocking every possible exit.Drax’s expression remained calm, but his mind was already working.How did they know he was here? More importantly, how had they known exactly where he would go?This wasn’t a random ambush. They had been waiting for him.Drax’s gaze shifted toward Emily.“What is al

Drax didn’t give the Grimm Reapers another second to recover. He charged straight into them, his fists moving with frightening speed as he struck one man after another. Every blow carried far more force than before, and the impact sent bodies crashing into walls, tables, and the floor. Yet the Grimm Reapers kept coming, ignoring injuries that would have stopped ordinary fighters.The more Drax fought, the more he understood the difference between them and normal soldiers. These men weren’t simply strong; they had been trained to disregard their own physical limits. A broken arm didn’t slow them down. A cracked rib didn’t make them retreat. Even when Drax knocked them to the floor, they dragged themselves back into the fight.“Stay down!” Drax roared as he drove another punch into a Grimm Reaper’s jaw.The man staggered backward, shook his head, and charged again.Drax’s expression darkened.“Fine.”He increased his speed.For several minutes, the room became a battlefield. Drax moved

The captain couldn’t hide the excitement in his voice as he stared at Drax. “The moment I heard that a Warlord had boarded my ship, I sent a message directly to the Black Covenant. I knew a hundred Grimm Reapers wouldn’t be enough to guarantee your death, so I requested something far more dangerous.”Drax’s eyes narrowed as he listened.“The Black Covenant answered my request,” the captain continued. “They sent one of their executives. An anomaly that has never been defeated in combat. Until tonight, the world didn’t even know he existed. He is one of the most dangerous weapons under the organization’s command, and he has been kept hidden for a very good reason.”The massive man standing behind him remained completely silent.“His name is Ragnar Eon,” the captain said with a grin. “But the people who know what he’s capable of call him the Living Timebomb.”Drax looked the giant up and down.“The Living Timebomb?”“That’s right.”“So he carried bomb around or what?”The captain’s smile