Chapter 275: Hundred Thousand Iron Cavalry!

Book:The Warlord Is Back Published:2024-5-31

Arrogant!
Swaggering!
Unrivaled!
This was already countless times they had felt Mr. X’s arrogance, but each time it was well-founded. However, this time it was the Wraith family’s true trump card.
The decades-long plan, the three guardians.
Specifically to protect the Wraith family!
If such three big shots couldn’t stop Mr. X, it would be a joke.
“Mr. X, you really give me goosebumps. Subconsciously, I even thought that these three were no match for you. But these three were trained by me, and killing you would be a piece of cake.” Walter Wraith spoke calmly, full of confidence.
“Really?” Robin smiled, leaped, and in the blink of an eye appeared behind Noland Whiteford, one of the three great guardians. He whispered, “I heard you’re an assassin?”
“Damn!” Noland Whiteford was startled; he didn’t even know when Robin had appeared behind him. He felt a sudden sense of life-threatening danger and immediately rolled forward to escape.
But after a roll, a hand gripped his neck tightly. “Ah!” Noland Whiteford immediately employed all his battlefield experience and skills to struggle. But with a snap, his body stiffened, eyes widened, and he stared at the fanged mask before him. He died just like that, without even having the chance to use his assassination techniques.
“Too slow as an assassin,” Robin said, tossing him to the ground. His reaction was not only slow, but his assassination skills were also inferior to Nick, one of Darkboard’s top ten assassins. Nick had nearly killed him. *That* was a true assassination skill.
“Dead?” The people around them, who had been excited just a moment ago by the arrival of the three great guardians, now had no time to change their expressions. They went from laughing to crying in an instant. The feeling was unbearable.
Walter Wraith, known for his cunning and strategy, could not remain calm at this moment. His eyebrows furrowed, and his face darkened. How strong was this person?
“Master, this person is very strong,” Kameron Pritchard said, holding a large sword in front of Walter Wraith, his face serious.
“Let me handle him, my lord. I’m interested,” Jeff Reczek said.
“Alright,” Robin nodded.
Jeff Reczek immediately leaped into action, his eyes filled with the spark of battle. He charged forward, swinging a fist at Kameron Pritchard’s greatsword. Kameron stumbled back two steps.
“My large sword is made of special steel, and it cannot be broken by human strength,” Kameron explained, holding the sword in front of him.
“Really?” Jeff Reczek became interested. “Perfect. I’ve been itching for a challenge.” With a clang, his fist struck out, and the air resounded with a sonic boom.
Kameron Pritchard stepped back, seemingly unaffected, but in reality, he was completely dumbfounded. Born into the Wraith family, he possessed innate strength and had been sent by Walter Wraith for training. He had spent his life with the greatsword, unmatched in power.
But today, he had been forced back! Not just one step, but several, struck on his greatsword. If someone had told him there was someone so powerful, he wouldn’t have believed it. But now, he had to!
“Nice, you can take my punch. But be prepared, I’m getting serious now,” Jeff Reczek grinned, cracking his knuckles. A powerful aura emanated from him, making it seem as if they were facing a giant humanoid beast, causing the surrounding people to feel uneasy and retreat.
And then, with a series of thuds, Jeff Reczek appeared in front of the greatsword, throwing punch after punch. Each one landed on the sword, creating a clanging sound that forced Kameron Pritchard to step back repeatedly. Despite all his effort, he still retreated.
His face appeared calm, but inside, his world was turned upside down, and he was gasping for breath. Was this person even human?
“Can it be broken?” In the crowd, someone timidly asked this question.
“It probably… won’t.” Someone responded.
However, as soon as the words were spoken, there was another clang. This time, an extremely horrified sound rang through the crowd.
“That greatsword… it seems to be bending!” Everyone looked over, and their faces immediately changed dramatically. The greatsword had indeed started to bend. With every punch, the sword curved more and more from its original straight form.
Gradually, a dent appeared in the middle. A dent that became more and more pronounced.
“This guy!” Not only had the greatsword changed, but Kameron Pritchard’s face had also changed from its previous calm to a look of shock. He knew the hardness of that sword. He had tried to break it himself but failed after a day and night of trying.
But now, not only was the sword bending, but Kameron Pritchard was also reaching his limit. This was too fierce.
“Kid, can’t take it anymore? Then I’ll get serious.” As soon as the words fell, Jeff Reczek swung a punch.
With a thud, Kameron Pritchard flew into the air, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. Then, he landed on the ground with a thud and lay motionless, obviously dead from the impact. Beside his body was the greatsword, split in two, lying alone on the ground.
“…” Everyone who saw this scene was stunned. It really broke.
“My lord, it was exhilarating,” Jeff Reczek said, returning to Robin’s side unscathed.
“Boss, I’m afraid I can’t protect you.” At this moment, Germain Hyde’s scalp was numb. What kind of enemy had their family provoked? He thought he had returned with newfound skills, never expecting the enemy to be far more terrifying than he had imagined. Walter Wraith’s face was extremely gloomy; he had never thought he would be so humiliated.
The three great guardians, cultivated with the combined strength of the entire family, were now dead. But at this moment, footsteps were heard outside. Everyone felt a surge of murderous intent as the ground trembled and the sky darkened. A sense of palpitation was transmitted, pressing down on their souls.
“The heritage family of Brighouse, the 3, 000 Red Flames Army!” Outside, a thundering drum sounded!
The heritage family! Even though everyone had been shocked many times today, they were still amazed. The supreme family of Brighouse, a true family that had been passed down for thousands of years.
The heritage family had arrived!
“They’re here!” Walter Wraith’s eyes flashed with a glint of light. The great person had arrived!
“Finally, they’re here?” Robin stood with his hands behind his back, watching the outside. The 3, 000 Red Flames Army was not enough; outside, he had his one hundred thousand iron cavalries!