Salute To The General

Chapter 663 The Elite Forces Of The God Of War

Colin exchanged glances with the Elite Eight before uttering, "Fight!"

He rushed forward as soon as he finished speaking. Like a raging rhino, he collided with one of the

Avalon men leading the charge.

A loud thump followed by a chilling, bonecrunching sound echoed through the air.

The muffled cry of the Avalon commander was soon heard.

Everyone saw what had happened. It was as if a rhino had just rammed into a zebra. The Avalon

commander flew several feet before dropping onto the floor. His body twisted at an impossible angle as

he lay on the ground half-dead.

Bachok and his men were astonished by the scene unfolding in front of them.

The Avalon commander who had fallen in the face of Colin was considered one of the strongest among

Bachok's subordinates.

It never crossed their minds that he would fall so easily as soon as he faced Colin Dunne.

Bachok shifted his gaze at Colin and the Elite Eight. His face had an expression of uncertainty as an

premonition crept

battle was imminent between the

fiercely as they launched volley after volley of attacks against

men, however, were seemingly in a state of disarray. They fought

more than a ragtag

and the Elite

but deadly. Each punch

wasn't anything fancy. They relied completely on power and

to one, they were still being slaughtered

pigs in a butcher shop. There was constant screaming and wailing as Bachok's

Colin and the Elite

the bolder men holding a dagger tried to lunge at Nathan, who appeared unprepared.

he aimed the knife at

a high kick,

a ball being thrown and crashed

cracks on the surface. The man then slowly slid down the

streak of blood

minutes, half of Bachok's men were

of them began to realize what

they were the actual God

imposters could be this

"They're not imposters!”

are the God of War's

"My God. They're frightening!"

surrender! I'll become your prisoner. Please