Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 3206 The Rampaging Gloam Wing

Ptui!

A thick glob of bloodied spit landed squarely on Cyrus' cheek.

Cyrus wiped the blood off his face, his expression darkening with malice. "Since you're so eager to die, let me help you with that!"

With a brutal kick, Cyrus drove his foot into Frankie's stomach.

Pfft!

Blood, mixed with bits of his insides, spewed from Frankie's mouth. His eyes, once filled with defiance, gradually lost their light as he gazed toward Thorneville. Crack!

The stone in Delmont's hand shattered into pieces. His eyes, bloodshot and filled with rage, locked onto Cyrus. A raspy sound escaped his throat as he fought the urge to order an all-out attack, to tear Cyrus to shreds and leave him unrecognizable. "Chief Thorne, it's fine if you don't come out. As long as you hide in there, I'll wait out here," Cyrus sneered. "Boys, set up camp!"

One by one, the Gloam Wing soldiers pulled various equipment from their packs, assembling tents with practiced efficiency.

Delmont watched them, fury boiling within him, but an overwhelming sense of helplessness weighed on his heart. He couldn't make a move. One wrong step and the thousands of villagers in Thorneville would face utter destruction. "Delmont, all our outside partners and suppliers have unilaterally terminated their contracts." Alton rushed over, his face a mix of anger and worry.

Delmont wasn't surprised. The moment he saw Gloam Wing surrounding the town, he knew this was coming.

"Have they cut off our water and electricity too?"

Alton nodded. Just moments ago, all of Thorneville's power and water had been cut.

"Tell everyone to start using candles and stream water. Make sure the water's filtered and settled before drinking."

"I'll get on it right away."

After Alton left, Delmont leaned against the wall and took out his phone to call Matthew. He had to act quickly before Gloam Wing set up signal jammers around the area.

Delmont had to reach out to Matthew for help. Thorneville was walking on a razor's edge, and one wrong step could doom them all.

"Delmont, is Gloam Wing targeting Thorneville now?" Matthew's voice came through as soon as the call connected as if he had already guessed Delmont's reason for calling. "That's right, Mr. Larson. Gloam Wing has us surrounded, and they've already cut off our water and power."

There was a brief silence on the other end before Matthew spoke again. "Okay, Delmont. Hold on with the villagers for a while. I'm currently restricted by Gloam Wing and can't enter Montiria. I'll work on getting Thorneville back on track as soon as possible."

After hanging up, Delmont slumped wearily against the wall. Even Matthew was being restricted by Gloam Wing from entering Montiria. Thorneville was now completely isolated, with no help in sight. Meanwhile, Matthew sat at home, plotting his next move.

Earlier that morning, Matthew had received a call from his contacts in Montiria. The pharmacies he had set up there had been shut down by

Gloam Wing, and several of bine

people had been captured. The troop had escalated to the point where they were attacking anyone they saw, like rabid dogs.

The entire country of Montiria was now gripped by fear, teetering on the brink of chaos. Rumors were spreading that the king of Montinia had been rendered powerless by Gloam Wing, holding nothing more than an empty title.

Matthew didn't believe Gadel would be so foolish as to remain passive. Is he waiting for the right moment or for another force to step in?

With that, he shifted his gaze to a video on his phone, showing Garrett dressed to the nines.