Chapter - 1290

Dawn took her phone out and quickly called Zeke. Her subconscious was telling her that Zeke was the only one who could save her brother now.

The call went through immediately. “Zeke! Please, come and save us! My brother is dying!”

Zeke jumped at Dawn’s crying voice. “How dare they try and kill our soldier out in daylight? This is intolerable! Dawn, I’ll be there right away! Try and find some cover!”

“Please... You have to hurry.”

When Benjamin heard Dawn talking to the Great Marshal, he realized what was going on, and also the reason why he was still alive.

He was being used as bait to lure Zeke out. It was a scheme against the Great Marshal!

Benjamin quickly yelled at Dawn, “Dawn! Tell the Great Marshal that he must not come!”

Since Benjamin believed that Zeke had lost his power, the Great Marshal would be risking his life if he came.

“But, Ben...” Dawn sobbed.

“I can’t put the Great Marshal at risk, because of me! There’s nothing he can do, even if he comes!”

Dawn had no choice, other than to call Zeke once again. “Zeke... Don’t come... The enemy’s target is you... You’ll die...”

“Hey, Dawn, don’t cry,” Zeke consoled her. “Tell me, do you trust me?”

“I do... But...”

“That’ll be enough. Just make sure you’re well-hidden and wait for me.”

Zeke and Collins were sitting anxiously in a military plane, over the sky of Atheville.

“It’s clear to me that the enemy had targeted Dawn and her brother to lure me out. Who do you think is behind this?” Zeke asked.

“Great Marshal, you’ve got thousands of enemies over the globe,” Collins laughed bitterly. “Now that everyone has learned that you have lost your life force, they’ll certainly grab this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take their revenge. How am I supposed to know which one, out of the thousands, is targeting you?”

Zeke nodded in agreement. “Collins, how accurate are you with a gun?”

“Are you kidding me? Aren’t you aware that my nickname is ‘One-shot Collins’? I never had to fire a second shot at my enemy.”

“Very good,” Zeke murmured. “I’ll act as the bait later to lure the sniper out. I’m sure that you can take the sniper out, once his position is revealed?”

Collins rubbed his palms, as he was eager to fire the shot. “It has been years since I’d last fired a shot. I can finally satisfy my hunger.”

Benjamin laid on the crossroad, gasping for his last breath. His face was as pale as a ghost. He would not last for another twenty minutes.

He was unable to move to the building that was merely three meters away from him, in order to find cover. If he had attempted to do so, the sniper would fire a shot, at a few inches away from him.

Some tried to help Benjamin too, but anyone who even approached him was shot immediately. Two police officers were shot dead as they attempted to do so.

Benjamin realized that this day was the last day that he would live.

“Dawn...” Benjamin called out weakly. “Go down the sewer and find a way out. You... You have to live on, for our family.”

“Ben! Just hold on! You’ll be fine! Zeke will definitely come to save us!”

Suddenly, a commotion could be heard. It was amongst the people hiding in the buildings. A figure, wearing a black shirt and mask, was walking towards the crossroad.

The person was pacing towards Benjamin.