Salute To The General

Chapter 1517 Amon The African God Of War

"Damn you!"

"How dare you hurt our chief!"

"Kill him!"

As shouts rang out within Mohamed's men, a burly man with a goatee charged at Nathan in an intimidating manner.

However, before he could get any closer, he was blocked by Colin who had stepped in his way.

With a loud snort, Colin grabbed the man's neck with his left hand and singlehandedly lifted him off the ground.

Everyone gasped in shock!

It wasn't until the man with the goatee lost consciousness, that Colin tossed him to the ground like a dead dog. He then scowled, "Who else dares to disrespect my master?”

Mohamed and his man were both surprised and angry at the same time.

There were many famous warriors and innumerable arms dealers at the venue, and all of them were equally shocked.

The Feast of the Gods was considered a gathering of the most powerful people in the world.

yet, a new face like Nathan was causing

prominent warlord in Africa and

considered a major customer. Therefore, he was the

unknown such as Nathan dared to throw his weight at Mohamed,

his own death

the other arms dealers who

have chosen such

they would also have to suffer the same

feel that Nathan had stirred a hornet's nest this

nonchalant among them all. He wasn't the least concerned about Mohamed, the God of Wars from other countries, and all the powerful arms

of his broken wrist, Mohamed

meter tall black man in an ethnic African

was the African God of

Mohamed ordered, "Amon, break his legs and torture him

twist off

"Understood, Chief!"

was a huge man, he could move

everyone could see was a dark blur as he sprinted towards Nathan. Raising his fist, he launched it

of War who was ranked 96 on the Leaderboard of Battle gods took action, they started to

smugly in

happened that caused everyone to look