Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3127 Feather Army, Follow Me Into Battle!

Matthew hurriedly helped Lucius to his feet. The sect master had been kind to him, and he couldn't blame him for this situation.

After sweeping his gaze across the surrounding elders, Matthew spoke commandingly, "Elders, I do not blame you for your thoughts. In fact, I admire your concern. However, you should not have pressured your sect master and allowed yourselves to be manipulated!" Matthew's words struck the elders like a slap in the face, making them hang their heads in shame.

"Feather Army, assemble!"

At once, a group of well-equipped soldiers emerged from various corners, forming ranks behind Matthew. Clad in brown camouflage uniforms, wearing 20-pound iron-plated bulletproof vests, short blades strapped to their calves, and holding the latest firearms with pistols at their waists for close combat. The large feather insignia on their uniforms marked them as Matthew's personal guards, the Feather Army.

Every member of this elite force had been rigorously selected and trained. Matthew had invested great effort in their development, providing them with specialized diets and medicinal baths. They were formidable special forces warriors.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The battle cries of the 10 thousand Feather Army soldiers resonated like the roar of 100 thousand.

"Feather Army, follow me into battle!"

Matthew led the charge, embodying the soul of the unit. His grandmaster-level aura fully unleashed, his Ghost Mask once again donned. An endless killing intent emanated from him, making it seem as if countless vengeful spirits followed him. Outside Basha's Sacred Mount, Enzo stood waiting, confident that the sect wouldn't risk annihilation to protect Matthew.

in a raspy voice, and the well-equipped Feather Army

Matthew's spiritual power surged,

above the

a long serpent a dragon's head, a fish's tail, long whiskers, stag-like antlers, and five claws. This array, called the Perpetual Life Array, was

inheritance.

the killing aura

battlefield became

and carnage, the air filled

sounds of slaughter and

met

soldiers, unless beheaded, would stand up

emptied his gun at the Feather Army, only to be

out several bullets, and watched as the wound healed rapidly before charging at the

Army soldiers fought relentlessly, ignoring injuries and counterattacking fiercely. Each soldier could take on four or five enemies alone, leaving no chance for heavy