The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 417 Despicable Actions

Sanctum of Darkness had clearly come well-prepared this time. Besides their elite forces, their mid and low-level combatants were also quite formidable. Most of the members on Orson Harding's side were only at the Battle Master level, making them significantly outclassed by the enemy. In no time, dozens of their people had fallen.

"Damn it!" Orson Harding shouted angrily after cutting down an opponent, then he raised his blade and charged towards one of Sanctum of Darkness's deputy commanders.

"You must be that Captain, right?" The enemy man gave Orson Harding a disdainful look. "Today, you Glavale people are going to die, and none of you will escape."

"You can go to hell!" Orson yelled back and launched an attack.

"Idiot!" The man sneered. "With your level of strength, you dare to roam around Place of Darkness? You're an embarrassment!"

With that, he raised his blade to counter Orson's attack. Orson was at the Warlord Preliminary stage, while the enemy was a level above him. After just a few exchanges, Orson Harding had several bloody wounds on his body.

"I've heard so much about how formidable Glavaleans are, but it seems like it's all talk," the enemy man taunted. "With your current strength, you dare to wander around Place of Darkness? It's truly shameful."

"Go to hell!" Orson roared and launched another attack.

"Ha!" As they clashed once more, the man managed to strike Orson's right arm, causing a spray of blood.

"Captain!" A man with a crew cut rushed over.

"Oh, another one seeking death?" The enemy man sneered.

"I killed you!" The man with the crew cut roared and charged at the enemy.

You're even weaker than him. How do you plan to kill me?" The enemy man mocked as he

his opponent, was sent flying back several steps, clutching his

him off for a while!" the bald-headed man

will die today!" the opponent said, raising his

body was covered in wounds. Seeing this, Orson Harding furrowed his brow and

die here today!" one of the five men

hell!" Orson roared,

other four men cried

here? Get back and fight!" Orson Harding roared at

had been slain by Orson Harding with a single strike. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the man's shoulder, and he felt his right arm, along with his large knife, fall to the ground, blood gushing

no time in escaping to the side

ruthless, huh?" the opposing man taunted with a smirk. "But you can't escape

attention to the bald-headed man and swiftly chased after Orson Harding. In the blink of an eye, he caught up, raised his blade, and

Harding sensed the imminent danger behind him and quickly turned to block the

a gash appeared on his arm. He was sent stumbling backward about seven or eight steps. What filled him with despair was that he

desperation. Without hesitation, he pulled one of his subordinates from nearby, using him

the man's chest, turning his

you..." the man gasped painfully before

witnessed the scene. However, they didn't dare vent their anger at Orson Harding. Instead, their faces filled with fury as they raised their own

guys still sacrifice your lives for him? I must say,

blade, striking down the three men who were only at the Battle Master level. They had no chance of resisting and could only watch as the blade approached, growing larger

die!" Just then, a furious shout rang out, and a powerful blade aura swept