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

prominent warlord in Africa and was

a major customer. Therefore, he was the darling of

so, when someone unknown such as Nathan dared to throw his weight

his own death

the other arms dealers who were standing

expect to have

offended a major customer, they figured they would also

Penny could feel that Nathan had stirred a hornet's nest this

the least concerned about Mohamed, the God of Wars from other countries, and all the powerful arms

his broken

1.2 meter tall black man in an

the African

Mohamed ordered, "Amon, break his

that, twist

"Understood, Chief!"

a huge man, he could move as fast as an

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

on the Leaderboard of Battle gods took action, they started to cheer

smugly in

caused everyone to look on