The Protector Novel

Almost instantly, Levi, Tiffany, and the others were surrounded by dark figures.

Each of them was exuding a threatening, murderous aura.

Although they were the elite fighters of various countries, they all had a black mask on them.

“What’s going on?”

Martin looked around at his surroundings. It looks like there are more than a hundred people here.

However, his guess was wrong. There were actually over a thousand, but most were still hidden in the shadows.

Tiffany’s delicate brows furrowed as confusion flashed past her eyes.

What’s going on?

Why are there so many people around?

Is this related to what Levi said earlier?

That I should scram if I wished to live?

“Levi Garrison, we meet again,” one of them sneered.

the voice, Levi knew it was one of the Eighteen-Nation Alliance’s strongest

the murderous aura from the group of people, Martin couldn’t

Why else are we

Levi is my prey, so you and your

“What?”

of elite

claim Erudia’s God of War as

Who is he?

clear enough? Or maybe you’re all deaf. Listen carefully; I’m Martin Preston, the heir of the imperial Preston family of Oakland City. Right now, Levi is my prey, and I’m the only one who can decide whether to beat him up or kill you. None of you have the right to lay a finger on

to perform well in front of

all, he reckoned that he couldn’t always let others go

to show Tiffany

announcing his

but in the foreign elite fighters’ minds, he was nothing but a

was about to say something when Levi interrupted. “That’s enough. Stop talking. If

my life? Them?” Martin scorned as he pointed

guards by my side are more than enough to

Gush! Gush! Gush!

mind, blood could be seen spurting out from his

Thump!

of Martin’s guards now lay in a puddle of blood,