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.

a new face like Nathan was

in Africa and was one

a major customer. Therefore, he was the darling of

to throw his

signing his own death

who were standing at the outer rim were

expect to have chosen such a reckless

had offended a major customer, they figured they would also have to suffer

Penny could feel that Nathan had stirred a

wasn't the least concerned about Mohamed, the God of Wars from other

pain of his broken wrist, Mohamed called

meter tall black man in an ethnic African robe responded

the African God of

break his legs and torture him

twist off his

"Understood, Chief!"

huge man, he could move

he sprinted towards Nathan. Raising his fist, he launched it

that the African God of War who was ranked 96 on the Leaderboard of Battle gods took

Mohamed smiled smugly in anticipation

everyone