The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 367

Jedenese

Having heard Gavin utter the words, the six individuals exchanged terrified glances, their faces a canvas of disbelief as they remained rooted.

How could Gavin possibly know about the Jedenese?

Could there be a trattor within their ranks leaking information to Gavin?

No, it couldn’t be.

Who would risk their own life to spill those secrets? It was becoming increasingly evident that Gavin had some direct connection to or knowledge of the Jedenese.

Or, was it possible… he was working in cahoots with the Jedenese?

If that were the case, it spelled doom for them all.

Could Gavin even contemplate sparing them now?

As Gavin gazed upon their ashen faces and stunned expressions, he grew increasingly confident in his suspicions.

It was indeed the Jedenese behind all of this.

The Jedenese were pulling all the strings.”

In Gavin’s mind, the vivid image of a tall, striking Jedenese figure immediately took shape. Gavin couldn’t help but recall the past.

“The man in question was Clayton Westwood, a name forever in Gavin’s memory.”

He remembered leading the Frostpeak Dark Warriors on their daring missions deep into Jeden’s territory, facing off against their most formidable adversaries-the Jedenese Special Forces, all under the command of Clayton.

Each was marked with the ominous seal of a deadly curse: “To succeed or meet one’s end.”

This curse had rendered the Frostpeak Dark Warriors unable to extract any information from them during their seven operations in Jeden’s lands. Speaking meant certain death, thanks to that sinister The curse was Clayton’s trademark, which he wielded with chilling expertise.

All the evidence pointed to Clayton’s orchestration of these events.

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Not only had he unleashed ruthless violence on Blearus territory, but he had also manipulated Blearusian citizens to serve his dark agenda.

They even orchestrated the infighting among our Blearusian people until they held absolute control.

As Gavin dwelled on these thoughts, his fists clenched tightly.

him, a blazing fire

recalled a famous quote attributed to Clayton.

left an indelible mark on his memory: “No Jedenese permitted

message couldn’t have been more straightforward!

Jeden, yet these Jedenese mongrels ran amok on

encountered in Stanlow was currently

taken the life of a member of the Jeden

they were, the Jedenese, audaciously establishing an organization within Blearus territory.

managed to recruit a substantial number of followers,

a blatant show of

who referred to these Jedenese as

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many Blearusians were on the verge of becoming the obedient lapdogs of the Jeidenese,

In Gavin’s

were marked for

they hastily pleaded for clemency

were simply following orders. We bear no

genuinely don’t wish to meet our

a chance to escape!”

Gavin, repeatedly kowtowing and scraping the ground. desperately

foreheads left behind crimson marks on the ground.

facing death, what did a bit of

gaze toward them and delivered his words in

to the Jedenese

the future generations of

series of ruthless stomps on their heads, one by one, causing them to shatter into a gruesome mess with blood splattering all

the downfall of the entire nation

ground. These Jedenese puppets didn’t deserve to leave this world intact!

The recent revelation about the Jedenese had left

group of Jedenese would inevitably meet their demise at the hands of

One by one!

day, the Jedenese would kneel and pay

would face ruthless extermination, without

was destined to be a land of

took a moment to regain his composure, inhaling deeply. As he turned around, he spotted Chad and the

immediately dropped to one knee and spoke in unison, “We pay our respects, Dark Lord!”

regarded them with a stern expression and nodded in

up at Chad and spoke

and responded with respect, “Dark Lord, what are your commands?”