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

as they launched volley after volley

seemingly in a state of

than a

the Elite Eight adopted the

but deadly. Each punch and kick

It wasn't anything fancy. They relied completely on

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

butcher shop. There was

Colin and the

men holding a dagger tried to lunge at Nathan, who appeared unprepared. "Die!"

he aimed the knife at

and executed a high kick,

thrown and crashed straight into the wall. The

gigantic web-like cracks on the surface. The man then slowly

of blood on

half of Bachok's

rest of them began to

weren't imposters - they were the actual God of War, Ares'

way imposters could

"They're not imposters!”

God of War's

"My God. They're frightening!"

your prisoner. Please just have mercy on