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 into

was imminent between

volley after volley of

state

more than

the Elite Eight adopted the classical North Army

deadly. Each punch and kick were aimed at their opponent's

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

Bachok's men outnumbered Colin's ten to one, they were

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

and

holding a dagger tried to

as he aimed the knife at

lifted his leg and executed a high kick, striking his opponent right

like a ball being thrown and crashed

the surface. The man then slowly slid

of blood

Bachok's men were already either dead

of them began to realize

imposters - they were the actual God

way imposters could be this

"They're not imposters!”

are the God of

"My God. They're frightening!"

I'll become your prisoner. Please just