Chapter 1090 Officially Challenge You To A Duel

Nathan had killed Ross with a single punch. The former languidly took his sword and stabbed it into the ground as he challenged in a chilly tone, "That's it from one of the Twelve King's Knights?”

That's it? Nathan's words ignited Cicero's anger.

Flames of rage danced in Cicero's eyes as he solemnly asked the rest of his knights, “Who will come forward and kill this man?"

"Me!"

"I will!"

"I'm at your service!"

Three voices overlapped as three men of slightly different builds but similarly fierce expressions, stepped out. Their hands were pressed against the hilts of the swords.

The three of them were also among the Twelve King's Knights.

They walked out at the same time, but weren't civil in the least. They didn't intend to fight one-on- one with Nathan, but approached him together, ready to join forces and bring him down.

When the Smith's saw this, they couldn't help but curse, "Shameless! They're ganging up on him like cowards!"

Gabriel sneered, "Mr. Trumbo is here to avenge his son, not to see who's

The Smiths were enraged!

were now charging towards Nathan. They swung

that split second, Nathan had

knight's sword from the ground, wielding it

Clang...

half by Nathan with a clean

Nathan's sword glinted under the light as it slashed across the three knights' exposed

mouths. Their struggles to stay upright were futile as they

Everyone exclaimed in horror.

and the lot stared at

Cicero's capable men without so much as breaking a sweat. He wasn't

sucked in a sharp

of effort in training the Twelve King's Knights, and they were the most loyal and competent

the Twelve King's Knights into the African tribes which were crawling with warlords. Cicero ventured there whenever he

couldn't understand why his knights had become so

one slash of his sword. Even so, he did not push the advantage. All he did was stab the sword back

of all colors.

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