Salute To The General

Chapter 995 You Do Not Deserve To Know My Identity

Kingsley was Volk the Mighty, and he had been on the battlefield for a long time.

He quickly recovered from his shock and immediately ordered his men to form a barrier to withstand the Eighteen Riders of the North.

At the same time, he turned toward Nathan with deadly intent. He decided that by taking down the latter, his men and powerful knights would halt the attacks and surrender immediately.

Kingsley sneered, "Your men are good fighters, it's no wonder you could fight against Mr. Barton. It's a pity you met me. Your

time has come!

As soon as Kingsley finished his words, a loud boom sounded from beneath him. The ground shook and collapsed from beneath his feet.

He shot toward Nathan Cross like a cannonball.

Zizan and his men watched in awe at the extraordinary strength of Volk the Mighty.

Nathan watched as Kingsley charged toward him. His lips curled with a smile.

Kingsley threw

sharp

punch! That is indeed the

and threw a powerful punch with

wind from the punch and he was stupefied

fright. Gathering all his might and increasing the speed of

of their fists collided and then there

powerful force from

unbearable pain shot through his right arm and

"Argh!"

shock of everyone, Kingsley let out a scream and fell heavily onto

severed, and blood was dripping from the wound. He grimaced

The opponent reduced Volk the Mighty's famous

Cross was too

deathly

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