Young Master in the Apocalypse

Within just a second, the bearded man had already jumped and arrived next to Boris and Torri.

While it was true that the two bodyguards were former members of the special forces with years of experience, even those years of training and experience could not allow them to keep up with someone with almost double their battle power.

Seeing that Torri was ready to open fire, Olga targeted him first. The man charged at him and closed the distance between them in an instant, and as soon as the two were at about an arm's length, Olga threw his kick toward him.

Bammm!!

The powerful kick was so strong that it managed to break the assault rifle Torri was holding. Not only that, but the kick even threw him back at the same time. The wooden wall behind him broke from the impact, leaving Torri half-unconscious with half his body inside the hut.

"Kyaaaa!"

Eva hysterically screamed when she saw how Torri's body broke into the hut.

Boris, on the other hand, was enraged when he saw what the man did to Torri.

"You motherf*cker!"

He quickly aimed the AK-47 in his arms and began shooting.

Tratatatatatata—

Unfortunately, the bearded man moved fast enough to dodge the first few bullets and rushed at him from the side.

Bam!

Within a few seconds, Olga had arrived next to Boris and threw a punch while he was still shooting. As soon as the punch landed on Boris' side, the bodyguard kneeled in pain.

Olga then reached for an item that's been hanging on his back, a one-handed axe that has certain markings on it. Olga was ready to finish Boris off when he suddenly stopped and dodged back.

Bang!! Bang!!

At that moment, two bullets went through where Olga's head used to be. The bullets were shot by Viktor's desert eagle, and unfortunately, the man was fast enough to dodge it.

From the looks of it, his senses are pretty sharp, Viktor thought.

Seeing Viktor's decent aim, the bearded man readied his axe and decided to take care of the young master first instead.

The thought of making this arrogant young master kneel and beg him for forgiveness made his mouth curve into a twisted smile.

"Master!!" Barry's shout sounded from the side. The boy was concerned and wanted to help, but Viktor quickly shouted to remind him.

"Just do what I ordered you to do, Barry!"

"Y-yes, master!" Barry hurriedly used his body to cover for the princess.

Although Viktor was aiming his gun at Olga, the bearded man was not in a rush at all. Instead, he even walked toward Viktor slowly, confident that he could bring fear to the sheltered young master.

"Those rats, that was a nice little trick, Let me see what other tricks you have?"

The man had a smile on his face, but it was clearly not the same fake amiable smile he previously had. This time, his contempt was on full display, and there was even a hint of excitement in that smile.

Viktor quickly worked his brain out. The man had 39 points of battle power. With how strong his kick and punch were, he most likely had at least 39 points of strength, most likely more. Not to mention, that speed he showed was no less than Viktor's.

He was sure that Olga's speed was the work of a magic spell. If his intuition served him right, Olga probably cast a wind spell to move that fast just now.

Viktor thought that he might be able to match him in a battle of speed, but he had absolutely no information on what other things he could do.

As for the [All Might] skill, with more of them still out there, he would rather not use it unless it was a life or death situation. If he used it and the others came while the drawback was in effect, he would be no different than dead.

However, that axe the man was holding troubled him. If he made one wrong move, it would probably behead him in the blink of an eye.

Knowing that Olga could also dodge his bullet and the fact his desert eagle only had one magnum bullet left, Viktor decided to use a different kind of plan.

"I give up… I surrender!" He dropped his desert eagle and raised both of his hands.

The sound of his gun dropping to the ground made Olga raise his brow. The man interestedly hummed and laughed before letting out a mocking sigh.

"Hahaha... master… oh, master…. What can you do without your precious bodyguards? What are you without your money and influence? Oh, I can't wait to see your father beg me to keep your pathetic life."

As he said those words, his eyes that were looking at Viktor widened in excitement.

Hearing this made Viktor believe that the man had a grudge against his father or his family.

"You hate my father!?" Viktor asked in a surprised tone. "Me too! You see, we have that in common. Maybe we can be… friends?" Viktor awkwardly asked with a hopeful expression.

The man's mocking expression quickly turned to disgust.

"Friends? What the f*ck are you, a 10 year old? Pathetic! Useless idiots like you won't survive the apocalypse!"

Olga raised his axe, but instead of swinging it at him, he used it to point at Barry and Eva at the side.

Barry flinched seeing the sharp axe head pointed at him while Eva was forcing herself to be brave.

"You are worth more alive, but your servant over there… I will release him from his suffering of having to serve you…

"As for the girl…" the bearded man scanned Eva's body from top to bottom. "Hehe, with that face and body, of course she has her use. What do you think, beauty?"

His question seemed to be directed at Eva, but his eyes were glued to her body.

"What a fool" Viktor secretly thought with a victorious smile.

In a battle of speed, the winner was not the one faster, but the one who moves first.

Viktor had won the moment Olga thought he had no other means to attack him and showed his back to him. The man underestimated him.

Using the opening the man had when he was ogling Eva's body, Viktor grabbed the alien dagger on his back and stabbed the man's back as fast as he could.

Splat!

The dagger pierce Olga's lower back.

"Argh!!!"

He did it! Now, he just needed another one to completely incapacitate the man.

However, the next second, Olga had already swung his axe at him.

Viktor quickly tried to dodge, but he pierced the dagger so deep that it got stuck. He decided to let it go, but as he stepped away, the axe had already reached his chest.

Clank!!

The lost precious half a second caused him to fail his dodge. Fortunately, his metal armor saved him.

Olga screamed in pain. He gnashed his teeth and glared at Viktor, his eyes filled with rage.

"Dammit! You tricked me! Annoying piece of trash!! Fine! I shall just bring your head to your father instead!"

Viktor was preparing himself for another attack when he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"What the hell?"

When he looked down, he saw that not only did his metal armor have a large opening right in the middle, but blood was even dripping, almost flowing, from it. The metal armor was at least two centimeters thick, yet it was cut like butter.

"What kind of axe is that!?"