The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 197 Striking the Heart of the Enemies "Hmm!?" Lincoln Romero was slightly taken aback when he heard Billy's words. "You guys are from Glavale?"

"Hand over the person!" Casey said in a low voice.

Lincoln Romero snorted coldly. “You Glavale people are getting more and more arrogant. Just three of you want to come to Oriana for someone! Do you think that Oriana has no one left?"

"Enough talk, die!" Casey responded coldly.

“I've heard that everyone from Glavale is a martial arts genius. Let me learn something today!" Lincoln Romero shouted angrily as his aura burst forth, causing all the men in Dao robes behind him to be blown away.

"Take this palm strike from me!" Then, with a deep voice, he used all his strength to strike at Casey with his palm.

Casey took two steps forward and flicked his wrist, sending out a sharp blade energy towards Lincoln Romero's attack.

Upon sensing the power of Casey's attack, Lincoln Romero's pupils shrank in shock. It was only then that he realized that he had greatly underestimated Casey's strength.

Without much time to think about it, he quickly withdrew his move and crossed both arms in front of him while using all his chi to form a defensive shield around himself in an attempt to block this blade energy attack. However, he was unable to withstand such an attack from someone who was two levels higher than him.

After the blade's edge passed, Lincoln Romero's two palms fell to the ground, and at the same time, a line of blood appeared across his chest. A massive amount of fresh blood gushed out.

"Ah..." Lincoln Romero cried out in pain, sliding at high speed for forty to fifty meters before coming to a stop. Right after, his legs went limp and he knelt down directly, his entire body sagging like a deflated balloon. His eyes were filled with utter despair.

He himself was even stunned by the fact that he failed to withstand Casey's blade as a Warlord. Moreover, he could feel that Casey had shown mercy, otherwise he would have already lost his breath now. “Are all of Glavale's warriors this strong?’ Lincoln Romero couldn't help but wonder.

"Elder Romero!" One hundred men in Daoist robes shouted in unison. "Can you hand him over now?" Billy spoke again, his tone casual, "If I don't see Lance Glisson within a minute, I'll slaughter your entire sect.” "You bastards, daring to harm our leader, I'll fight you to the end!"

The hundred men roared, raising their hands and charging towards Billy and his group.

"Stop!" Lincoln Romero shouted hysterically, "You are not their match, don't go up and die!"

settled, Casey had already cleaved forty of

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turned pale and trembled as they retreated to their original positions. Casey's skills had filled them with despair. He was on a completely different level than them, and in his hands, they were nothing

should have been

anger emanated from Billy,

headquarters base outside the capital city..."

a blade. In the next moment, Lincoln Romero's head flew up into the air with an extremely unwilling expression on his face. As one of Oriana’s few Warlords, Lincoln Romero held a high status

"Elder Romero!!!"

out in pain, their faces

we do

them!" Billy's voice

down. There was no way these people

"Got it!" Stout responded.

exclaimed at the same time, scrambling to one

teleportation speed could not be compared, who was a Warlord. In

to the

a deep voice and turned around. Casey followed closely

Sect quickly spread throughout Oriana’s territory. The sect leader and five hundred disciples were killed by a mysterious group. After hearing this news, martial

the way, including one hundred

outcome. Without exception,

news spread again through Oriana’s martial

individuals with such skills? Are they attempting to bring down all of Oriana?’ The question lingered in

dared to stand up anymore. Everyone cowered in the face of such powerful opponents. Among the five Warlords who had been killed were two Half-Step War Grandmasters. It is said that neither could withstand even one slash from their attacker. Accordingly, they knew their opponents were at least Tier-two War Grandmasters, while there were only a few

the mysterious group were from Glavale and their goal was to rescue a

mentioned, it was already night time. The entire base was