Salute To The General

Chapter 992 You Are The Worst Person I Have Ever Met

Two men alighted from the vehicle. They were Kingsley, Volk the Mighty, and Zizan.

The latter took a look at Kingsley's weapons and noticed they were equipped with only swords and daggers, with no guns in sight. He couldn't help but asked, "General, why are your soldiers not armed with firearms?"

Kingsley laughed and said, "Mr. Barton, you may not understand. Ever since a God of War emerged from the nation with the reputation of killing eighteen masters from the Coalition Army, this has led many countries in talks about this. Who would dare to open fire at the nation's border when there is an Ares of the North around? Wouldn't that be a death wish? Obviously, it will not be a big impact if we were to kill a few people at the border with swords."

Zizan understood finally. Neither party dared to open fire at the border as disastrous consequences would fall on whoever fired the first shot.

All the smaller neighboring countries cowered in fear before Ares of the North.

Kingsley and Zizan, along with their two thousand armed troops, surrounded Nathan and his entourage. Kingsley spread his troops out far and wide across the land. Death was in the air.

Penny and Grace looked pale with fright.

said, "| actually wanted to return to my homeland quietly. | never thought they would catch

Thunderstorm and Waves formed a protective circle around Nathan Cross. Colin nodded. "You are right. They are the private army of Kingsley Ruane, Volk the Mighty." Just then, Kingsley and Zizan

triumph. "We have been waiting for you for the longest time, Cross. Isn't this

"Barton, you're the worst person I've ever met. | gave you your last chance. Yet, here

dare you be so arrogant before Volk

his Volkian armor, with the sword

somewhere before. Since | can't recall where | have seen him, there's no need to think any further. Just kill him

Cross. Aren't you the one who led your men and broke into our military prison? You wounded hundreds of my soldiers

a league with the eighteen masters from the Coalition Army, sneaked an attack

aback. He stared at

with the masters from eighteen countries and formed the Coalition Army three years

single-h jaded! Reistancoinecnvinet and coéfpses strewn across the field. Please

that time,

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