My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

Chapter 146 Who Is The Best?

The news took Justin by surprise. He looked at Merab for a moment before he shook his head.

"I don't believe a person living in this city won't know this place" Merab answered with an amused smile.

Justin looked at her and smacked as he sauntered inside the hotel. Seeing his back, Merab chuckled and followed after him.

The twenty-story building hotel was magnificent on his hay day. But now, the ground was in rubble, traces of blood scattered everywhere. Their expression was serious.

The previous sound came from this building but they didn't know which direction it came from. It was difficult to know.

Leaving the ground floor, Justin and Merab pass through a small door, leading to the second floor. The second floor was empty and frozen. Quickly, the duo picks up their speed as they continue their search.

Suddenly, Justin raised his hand and Merab halted her track. She took in a deep breath and drew her bow. A golden arrow appeared on her bow as her gaze locked on the door on their right.

Creak.

Justin pushes the open slightly and pees inside. Suddenly, a sharp object appeared on his face. At once, he sent a powerful punch toward the attack.

Bang!

The sharp objects were sent flying, turning smithereens in the air. A gasp came from the room and their people came out of their hiding.

The three people looked at each other and attacked Justin. However, before the three could finish their attack. A golden arrow appeared in front of them.

"Rapid Fire," Merab muttered.

The single arrow split into six and attacked the three from different angles. The trio was dumbfounded as they quickly tried to defend themselves.

Bang! Bang! Bag!

The three were sent flying as deep injuries appeared in their chest. Blood came out of their mouth and chest as they looked at Justin and Merab in panic.

"Please, don't kill us." One of the men said with some difficulty.

"If your sneak attack had been successful, you wouldn't hesitate to kill us." Merab snorted.

"Who attacked me? " Justin asked.

Hearing this, the three men looked at each other and shook their heads. Before the men could understand what was going on, one of them was sent flying, its ribs turned into smithereens and his innards into a paste.

He crashed to the wall, leaving a spider crack, and slid to the ground with a trail of blood on the wall.

What!

The two men looked at the corpse of their friend and fear gripped their minds. They looked at the young man with an exquisite face and their body filled with dread.

They hit a steel wall.

"I'll ask once again, who attacked me just now," Justin asked as he continued to approach the two men.

The two looked at each other as their hearts raced. One of the men took a deep breath and gnashed his teeth.

"I'm the one. Just because you are stronger doesn't mean you can intimidate us. We may die now, but our fellow brothers would avenge us." The man said confidently.

"Really?" Merab squinted her brow as he looked at the man like a fool.

Though she doesn't know how strong the men in the world are. But she knew one thing for sure, only a handful of people could defeat the tyrant king. Perhaps, none.

The men looked at Justin's face for any change in expression but he found none. Is he not scared of our group? This thought ran through the mind of the two men.

In this area, everyone knew of their camp and Costa didn't believe this young man wouldn't know of their camp. And if he doesn't know of their camp. He would let him know. With this thought, he snared and said.

"You may be powerful but the men in our camp and the leader of our camp are way more powerful than your measly strength. Release us now, and you still have your life." Costa said arrogantly.

"You talk too much. " Justin waved his hand and Costa's head squashed like a melon.

The blood splashed on the last man's face. The man blinked twice as he looked at the headless corpse of this friend.

Who did we offend?

Since the start of the apocalypse, he has never seen a person that could kill someone with just the wave of his hand. Not even the leader of their camp. At once, he decided in his heart.

"Please don't kill me. I will tell you everything you wanted to know." He said quickly.

"Are you the only one in the building?" Justin asked.

"No." Viera shook his head and continued. "There are many of us in the building"

"Where is your meeting point?" He asked.

"On the tenth floor."

"Lead the way"

Viera stood up quickly and led the way. The thought of running never appeared in his mind as he knew running would be futile in the presence of Justin.

After a couple of minutes, the trio arrived at the 10th floor. Also, Justin could hear whispering from a distance and knew Viera didn't lie.

Bang!

Justin slammed the door open as they sauntered into the room. A group of men and women turn their heads in their direction.

At the center of the room was a group of big backpacks. Seeing this, Justin nodded.

'It's true that robbery is the quickest way to wealth.' He thought without any expression on his face.

"Viera, who are these people?"

A middle-aged man named Carlos asked and a broad ax lay in hand as he looked at Justin with a frown.

"We're nobody. To atone for his sin, we would take your supplies and leave." Justin said casually.

Hearing this, the room was in silence for a moment before it burst into a series of laughter. Seeing this, Viera cried in his heart as he knew the death of his members was brewing.

"Boy, I've to say you know how to make us laugh." Carlos looked at Justin before he turned to Viera. "Where did you find this jester?" He asked with an amused smile.

"Sir Carlos, I advise us to give them the bags. I tried to kill them for no reason, that's why he demanded it." Viera tried to avert the danger.

"Are you crazy?" A woman shouted. She looked at Viera with a piercing gaze. "So what? If you kill him. The world has already changed and no one gives a damn about the law anymore."

"Is that why you brought them?" Carlos said, still smiling. "I know you're cunning but I never knew you were this cunning. You brought his fools here since you can't kill them and wanted to use our hand to do the finishing job. Hmm?"

"No. No." Viera shook his head as he didn't want Justin to have a wrong impression.

Why is the old man retard. You are only a bit stronger than me. Why would I use you to kill him? He cried in his heart.

"Just give them the bags. We can search for other supplies." He begged.

"What happened to you? If you're thinking of them killing you. They won't try it in our presence." Etta said confidently. She raised her bow confidently and knotted it with an arrow.

"I'll ask you to reconsider your choice," Merab said, trying to salvage the situation. If Justin was to act, there is only one outcome. Death.

"Who are you and why would we listen to you?" A young man named Dakota said with annoyance.

"Kill these two and let's be done with it. It's been a long time since we killed human beings. I have somewhat lost the feeling." Carlos said casually.

"You kill humans causally?" Justin knit his brow.

"Why are you surprised by it?" Carlos snorted. "Finish this naive boy."

Etta was happy to oblige to the command as she had already used her ability on Justin.

___Omnilock __

As long as she lay her eyes on her target. They won't be able to move until her attack arrives. With this ability, she killed many people and beasts, making her a force to fear.

"You use a bow, and so do I. Why don't we see who is more powerful." Merab said.

"Really," Etta asked in glee as her eyes brightened. Killing an archer gave her additional thrill as it shows her ability was stronger than others.

"Let's do this." She shouted with a sadistic smile.

"This devil has found another target to toy with." Carlos and the men thought as they awaited the torment to come.

Though Omnilock was a powerful ability, it was not solely for archers. It can be used for other attacks. However, Eagle Eyes was mainly for archers with a sole weapon. Now, an all-rounder wanted to compete with a single ability.

Etta's bow was made of fine steel while her arrow was made of wood with a steelhead. But Merab's bow and arrow were based on the soul. The stronger she gets, the stronger her weapon gets.

The ladies didn't take a step as they drew their bows. The distance between the two was less than 10 meters which made it more deadly for them.

Etta couldn't wait to add Merab to her trophy as she had already knotted her bow with an arrow but she couldn't see an arrow on Merab's bow.

'Where did she keep her arrows?' She thought.