Lord Protector Novel

Zeke gave a cold smile, as he didn't believe a word of Stefan's nonsense. He knew that Stefan was merely making up stories to stop him from entering Bloodshot Valley.

There was definitely something fishy going on between the Orient and Bloodshot Valley. Zeke would not believe a single word from Stefan.

Finally, Zeke made up his mind to enter Bloodshot Valley, and he would launch a full-scale onslaught on the Orient to exact revenge if he found out that they had something to do with the mysterious force which had taken the soldiers' lives.

At this moment, Sole Wolf, Killer Wolf, and the others also realized the same problem. They exchanged glances with one another before staring at Stefan with murderous intent.

Zeke took a deep breath and said, “What if I say no?”

Stefan smiled bitterly. “Why would you do that, Great Marshal? Bloodshot Valley is worthless to Eurasia. However, it is of great significance to the Orient. Why don't you do us a favor? You could gain a fortune or even a large part of our territory.”

Zeke said sternly, “Colonizing lands and fighting to protect them is the principle of Eurasia. Bloodshot Valley is an inseparable part of Eurasia, so don't you even think about claiming it for yourself.”

Stefan sighed. “Very well, Great Marshal. To be honest, our president is very fond of Bloodshot Valley, and he even issued a state order for me to claim Bloodshot Valley. If I fail to accomplish my mission, I'll be executed. Great Marshall, please do me this favor for my sake. I am willing to give you all my wealth.”

“For your sake?” Sole Wolf chuckled. “I'm sorry, but you are in no position to ask for favors from Zeke!”

Seeing that Stefan tried to hold him back at all costs, Zeke strongly believed that the Orient had done something in Bloodshot Valley, which made him more determined to explore the valley.

Stefan finally lost his patience. “Great Marshall, since you're being so unreasonable, don't blame me for being harsh to you.”

Stefan then waved his hand and shouted, “Come on out!”

In the next instant, shadows began to emerge from the thick fog behind him.

They were the soldiers of the Orient's border. A hundred thousand of them were looking in the direction of Zeke and the gang with animosity.

“Are you trying to start a war?” Zeke questioned Stefan.

“If you refuse to give in, I have no choice but to start a war.”

Zeke wasn't going to back down. “Fine! If you want a war, then we'll have a war. If you lose, don't think you can escape alive by kneeling and groveling this time. Not only will you die, but the president of the Orient will perish as well.”

Stefan said confidently, “Great Marshal, I am fully aware that you're an Ultimate Class warrior, and you also have two Ultimate Class warriors by your side. No words could describe the power you have up your sleeves. However, the Orient is not a substandard country. Ultimate Class warriors of the Orient! Please reveal yourselves!”

As soon as he spoke, six formidable-looking men walked forward from the crowd.

The six of them were exuding murderous aura. One would notice that they were no ordinary fighters at first glance.

“Gentlemen, please don't hold back. Show them your true strength. Otherwise, they will look down on the Orient.”