Southern King took a deep breath to try and calm himself, but he could not hide his rising anger.

“Open the gate this moment! I want to see your new commander,” he demanded, giving the guard a cold, stern stare.

“We'll head in to seek permission from our commander now,” the guard replied.

Without any warning, Southern King reached out and shot a lash of energy at the guard, roping it around his neck.

With a powerful flip of his hand, he sent the guard hurtling down from the tall wall. Pinning the guard under his feet, he growled, “Permission? Did you say you want to seek permission for my entry? I, Southern King, have never been treated in such a humiliating manner! You're going to pay dearly for this mistake and die a horrible death!”

The guard threw up a mouthful of blood and painfully sputtered in a weak voice, “Y-You'd better let me go. O-Our new commander is a great leader, and he'll never forgive you for doing this to his men.”

Southern King arrogantly laughed out loud and said, “Haha! Well said! Then I shall wait for your great commander to come out, and I'll kill you right before his eyes!”

After that, he furiously shouted in the direction of the camp and demanded, “Get your ass out here, Zeke! If you don't, I'll raze this place to the ground!”

Having infused his voice with his powerful energy, Southern King's thunderous howl instantly traveled to all corners of the camp.

Accompanying that howl was a mighty outburst of energy that stirred up the air, and everyone on-site could feel the enormous wave of energy storming across the camp.

After all, being a high-level King Class warrior, Southern King had the power to bulldoze through a hill if he wished to.

In the meantime, at the Spirit Stone reserve, Draco, Golden Cicada, and Alfred had just started their battle.

Draco and Golden Cicada were charging toward Alfred, but before they could get near him, a gust of powerful energy wave swooped in from afar.

When it reached Golden Cicada and Draco, the two were instantly swept away.

Many other men were also being blown off.

Draco and Golden Cicada were only of Archduke rank. As such, they were not able to withstand the mighty energy storm stirred up by a high-level King Class warrior.

On the other hand, Sole Wolf, Killer Wolf, and the others were unaffected by Southern King's energy wave as they were already Ultimate Class warriors.

However, the insults hurled by Southern King reached their ears and infuriated them.

“Darn it! How dare he insult the Great Marshal? He's courting death!”

“Let's go! Let's meet that arrogant rascal!”

In a flash, they dashed toward the entrance of the city.

After being flung across the air for tens of meters, Draco and Golden Cicada landed hard, multiple injuries littering their bodies.

Alas, they were not the worst hit. Many others were thrown hundreds of meters away and were bleeding profusely from severe internal injuries.

The energy wave had hit them hard and caused grievous damage to their organs.

What's happening? What was that strange wave of energy? How could something be so powerful?

The men were terrified, and Draco and Golden Cicada were no exception.





















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