“Damn! Dragon Fists!”
After all, he was a martial arts master. Sensing a threat to his life, he instinctively used his unique skill, the Dragon Fists, a technique that only he possesses in this world.
In his hands, a surge of energy exploded, as if a dragon was roaring.
Its momentum was explosive!
The heavy rain in the sky seemed to pause.
Then,
With a thud, the dragon’s roar vanished. Robin’s hand gripped Jenkins Williams’ throat, and a voice, slightly mocking, came from Robin, “Your Dragon Fists seem quite weak.”
Like capturing a small chicken, Robin held Jenkins Williams.
At this moment, Jenkins Williams was stunned.
What was happening?
Wasn’t he a master?
Hadn’t he single-handedly fought against hundreds of warriors in a city?
Hadn’t he single-handedly subdued St. Sunday, in an impressive manner?
But now, what was happening?
Jenkins Williams was still in shock from the previous strike. It was known that the Dragon Doors’ reputation was due to the Dragon Fists, which were incredibly powerful. He had willingly served the Harding family, all for this Dragon Fist technique.
After practicing it for over a decade, his Dragon Fists had reached perfection.
He believed himself to be a martial arts master.
Yet, he was easily suppressed by someone? He couldn’t even resist. Jenkins Williams began to question his life.
What was happening?
“Run!”
At this time, the three henchmen also realized that something was wrong. Jenkins Williams, who looked and believed himself to be very powerful, was easily suppressed. This made their scalps tingle.
They really believed the Roach family’s rumors and came to deal with this Mr. X.
Immediately, they fled in three different directions. Robin was only one person, but they were three. Even if he chased, he couldn’t chase all three at the same time, at least two could survive.
In the night rain, three figures fled rapidly.
However, in their escape routes, a figure in a black robe appeared, holding a military sword.
“Who said I’m alone?”
Robin smirked.
“Damn, break through together.”
The three quickly retreated, then joined together and tried to break out in a different direction. But once they got out, they saw a strong man who grinned at them.
“Mom… Mommy… Help… Help…”
Cries of despair echoed.
A few seconds later, Jeff Reczek came out, dragging three bodies. It was the three henchmen.
Their eyes were wide open.
Scared to death.
They had killed many people, but who was Jeff Reczek? Robin’s number one general in Eastern Kisia, who had only killed fewer enemies than Robin, his hands soaked with the blood of countless enemies.
“General, it’s done.”
With a thud.
Jeff Reczek threw the three men on the ground.
At this moment, Jenkins Williams was trembling, all because he heard the word ‘general’. His pupils contracted, and with all his strength, he said, “You’re not… Mr. X… You… Who are you?”
“I am Mr. X.”
Robin said directly, “But I have another name, War God!”
War God!
Jenkins Williams started to breathe heavily!
War God!
In Kisia, there are many generals, but there is only one War God, the first War God of Kisia, commanding the country’s troops, unparalleled, the unmatched War God!
“So… it’s… the War God… I… lost… fairly…”
With a final scream.
Jenkins Williams gave up completely.
No one could compete with Kisia’s First War God, an invincible existence.
He didn’t even dare to try.
So, it could be said that his defeat was not unjust.
However, he never expected that the First War God of Kisia would appear here. Shouldn’t he be in the east, given the recent news of the Ghost Wolf Cavalry from that direction?
In fact, not just him, many people were surprised.
“He’s got some backbone.”
With a thud,
Robin threw Jenkins Williams’ body on the ground.
The man had killed himself.
Even if he didn’t, he was destined to die.
But he didn’t want to die at the hands of Kisia’s First War God, a national hero. Being killed by Kisia’s First War God would mean that his ancestors would scold him in the afterlife.
He had lost face for his forefathers.
“Sir, what should we do with the bodies of these four?”
Jeff Reczek walked over and asked.
“Leave them at the Roach family’s doorstep, just like that. Also, message Maclean that the plan is beginning. This grand drama is about to start.” Robin ordered.
“Yes.”
Jeff Reczek hurriedly went to arrange it.
Meanwhile, Robin called Theresa Lindsay.
At this moment, Theresa Lindsay hadn’t slept yet at the Lindsay family house, anxiously waiting for news. The Lindsay family was no longer worried about their survival after the last incident.
Having already walked once through the gates of death, they now only wanted Mr. X to survive and lead them to victory over the main faction!
Thus, St. Sunday would still belong to Kisia.
As a citizen of Kisia, she wouldn’t allow anyone to cede its territory.
Thud!
The phone rang.
When Theresa Lindsay saw the caller ID, it was the number Mr. X had given her. Her excited heart trembled, she wiped her hands, and carefully answered, “Leader, what’s the matter?”
“I’ve taken care of the men. Tomorrow’s performance is up to you, I want the entire St. Sunday to raise the banner of the main faction.”
“Yes!”
Theresa Lindsay immediately replied.
After hanging up, Theresa Lindsay’s excited face turned red. Then, the Lindsay family mobilized. Despite the heavy rain that night, a greater storm was brewing.
Meanwhile, at Dragon Spring, located in the eastern part of South Province, it was five o’clock and still dark.
There, a vanguard army of 100, 000 from South Land was stationed. This was the reorganized vanguard of South Land. For safety, they had formed a 300, 000 man vanguard, but they were still divided into three groups, forming a triangle for their assault.
This was to avoid the mishap that happened to the last vanguard.
In a triangular assault, if something happened to one group, the other two could quickly converge.
And because of their large numbers, they could conduct a carpet-search.
Their mission was to search for the 100, 000 man Ghost Wolf Cavalry here, and also for Kisia’s First War God. They had mobilized 300, 000 men to fight 100, 000, showing their unease.
By the campfire in front of their main camp, the officers of this vanguard of South Land were all present.
“We’ve been searching for several days, yet we couldn’t find the Ghost Wolf Cavalry.” One relatively tall South Land sergeant grumbled.
“That War God of Kisia is really good at hiding.”
Another South Land sergeant sneered, “I think he’s just a paper tiger, all talk and no action.”
“That one, is not as weak as you think.”
Another South Land sergeant who sat in the main seat said. He was burly with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face full of maturity from experiencing the vicissitudes of life. His name was Pierre Calder, the commander of this 100, 000-man vanguard.
Born in Lord Whiteford’s territory, he had fought in countless battles and was very experienced.
He was not like these young men, he knew how terrifying that person could be.
Therefore, he was fully alert.