Neville’s roar silenced the soldiers. They all stared at their general, whose eyes were bloodshot and his entire body trembling with fury. For a moment, no one dared to speak.

They understood his pain and shared his rage. That was why they’d lost control earlier.

But they had to control themselves. After all, it was a basic military discipline. No matter how deep their hatred, they had to hold it in until they received the order to attack.

Still, their silence didn’t mean their anger had cooled. If anything, it burned hotter with every second, growing heavier and more dangerous as it waited for release.

Just then, the tense silence was broken by three black sedans speeding toward the compound and stopping at the main gate.

When the soldiers saw the license plate on the lead car, they immediately cleared a path.

Matthias had finally arrived.

When the car door opened, the prince stepped out, followed closely by five elderly men in suits.

They varied in shape and stature-tall, short, thin, stocky-but all wore matching attire and radiated overwhelming energy. None of them made the slightest effort to hide it.

Even standing still, they exuded intense pressure, like mountains looming over everyone around them.

These were the five masters that the force backing Matthias meticulously cultivated. Four of them had reached the level of developed grandmaster, while the leader, a tall, lean man, was an ultimate grandmaster.

and four developed grandmasters. No matter where they stood,

Alliance, and Mystic Arts Order, no other guild in the country could simultaneously call on so many top-tier experts. Even then,

terms of military strength, Matthias was without question the most formidable of the royal heirs. His confidence in vying for the

rushed over to ask

Highness, Zeus is still inside. Every half hour, he kills another hostage. Should we launch our attack now?” he

be reckless. Lock down every entrance

mangled corpses at the gate. With his usual temper, he

clash with Zeus at all costs. Otherwise, he would lose his elite troops

from slipping through, I need the five

nodded, then quickly instructed the other four experts. ” Finnian and Sylas, north and south. Valerius and Corwin, east and west. I’ll take the center. Let’s show the bastards inside what

“Got it.”

elders answered in unison. They shot off in four directions like a blur,

He launched himself

“Begin formation!”

a low shout, the five men formed hand seals in unison, and their bodies

“Rise!”

formation was set, they pointed toward the

and converged about 300 feet above to form a glowing sphere. It grew rapidly and expanded nearly 15 feet across in just a

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