Everyone stopped the moment they heard his words, not daring to take another step forward. Based on the current situation, it did not matter if they had the number's advantage as it would be futile against an immortal. "War Legate Draco!" "War Legate Draco!"Everyone looked at Adrian anxiously, yet were helpless to do anything no matter how furious they were. Bashir had proven that he could single-handedly rival all of Wyvern Peak. It seems like no one could help Adrian. Pow, pow, pow!!!After another flurry of punches, Bashir sent Adrian flying once more with a huge grin on his face. His movements were so swift that he looked like a blur to everyone else's eyes. Raquel, Lucas, and the others were watching the battle from above, showing no intention of moving in to save Adrian. They would have done so a lot sooner if Adrian had not told them that he wanted to give Jerome and the others one last lesson through this fight. On top of that, he wanted to show the outlanders Wyvern P
Bashir took a few steps back and sneered after breaking Adrian's leg. "Still able to stand up, you little brat? I do have to hand it to you for lasting this long against an immortal. Still, this is your limit. Is everyone in Wyvern Peak and Novemton capable of only this much?" Seeing Bashir laughing away, Zero frowned and coldly said, "That b*stard would've been blown to smithereens by Novemton’s bombshells if War Legate Draco hadn't given us orders otherwise."In truth, Crystal had ordered for the most powerful weapons in Novemton's headquarters to be locked onto Bashir. All it took was for Adrian to give them the order, and Bashir would be blown to bits. Yet, he said nothing about this. This was the last time he was enduring a blow for Novemton so that he could awaken the fighting spirits inside all Novemtoners. More importantly, he wanted to ignite Jerome and Remy's hearts.'This is my only shot at getting this right!'Under everyone's gaze, Adrian, whose one leg was now brok
The spectators were stunned by Adrian’s battle, and Jerome and Remy were still in the midst of their heated battle. Everyone knew Bashir could claim Adrian's life at any second, and all of Wyvern Peak was close to deathly silence. The only sound remaining was from Bashir's relentless attacks and the two candidates' duel. Jerome knew he needed to defeat Remy as quickly as possible if he wanted the slightest chance of saving Adrian. Remy knew this as well, which was why he needed to defeat Jerome with everything he had.Such was Adrian's hope for them, that they would fight each other to the best of their abilities. Otherwise, everything he had done and suffered would be in vain.Pow, pow, pow!!!Through the storm of punches, Remy and Jerome broke past their physical limits dozens of times. Meanwhile, Adrian was close to passing out, but he refused to give hope and kept withstanding the damage Bashir inflicted on him. Jerome felt as though every single punch Bashir landed on Adria
The two candidates caused countless explosions.Jerome knew Adrian was close to death. He called upon all of his might and charged at Remy. His attack was so domineering and powerful that he threw Remy backward till he tumbled off the stage.Thud!Everyone at the scene was shocked when they saw Remy fall off the stage. "Jerome won!”“He won!" Everyone cheered excitedly as they gazed at the champion. After Remy was thrown out, the glimmer of light around him and Jerome faded away and they both panted heavily. The hall fell silent as Jerome walked toward Remy. He reached out a hand and said, "Brothers forever."Remy grasped Jerome's hand and replied, "Keep pushing forward, for all our brothers' sakes!" Jerome nodded and looked up, where the generals of Wyvern Peak were on their feet. In a booming voice, the first elder said, "Jerome Yahn!" Jerome got down on one knee. "Yes, sir!" The first elder walked onto the stage with a tray holding a medallion. It had the words "War
Dong, dong, dong!!!The sound of Wyvern Peak's war drum spread across the sky. The newly-appointed battle warriors and godkings had assembled. Novemton Media and the outlands' media platforms shifted their cameras toward Jerome, who slowly bent over to pick Adrian up. Gazing at Adrian, Jerome said, "You’ve gotten old, sir. Leave the rest to me. I'll carry on your hopes and ambition and make Novemton a glorious place.”He turned around and handed Adrian to Raquel. "Take care of him. I'll handle this.""I will." Raquel nodded and took Adrian away. "None of you are to interfere with my battle. I will eliminate Bashir with my own two hands and avenge War Legate Draco.” "Yes, sir!" everyone answered. Jerome looked up at Bashir. "I will be your opponent now. Come down." Bashir was very surprised. He had not expected to witness the new legate of Wyvern Peak replacing the old. He laughed and said, "Your predecessor was no match for me, yet you dare be so insolent toward me? I am
"Arghh!!!" Bashir screamed in agony as his chest was ripped open. He no longer seemed as arrogant as he did a moment ago but was filled with immense terror. Opposite him, Jerome's face was filled with a chilling murderous intent as he said, "You punched him fifty times, so now, I'm going to give you back five hundred punches." "Wh-What?!" Bashir's expression fell. Jerome sent out a flurry of punches, finishing all five hundred punches in under ten seconds. Bashir, now riddled with wounds, was no longer able to remain standing. He collapsed to his knees. Blood was oozing out of his every orifice, making him a miserable sight.Bashir was now terrified of Jerome, who looked like a demon at that moment. The same could be said for everyone else around the world. They were terrified by Wyvern Peak's newborn legate."P-Please, let me go… Don't kill me!"Bashir broke down and he started crying. He had been hired by the Rondoniers to kill Wyvern Peak's new legate. He had wanted to show
A new legate to defend Novemton's lands had been born. And in his first battle, he had killed Bashir, an immortal. This battle sent tremors throughout the outlands and would be recorded in history books for generations. The people will forever remember the newborn hero who took over Wyvern Peak at the mere age of nineteen, codenamed Dominus."Dominus!" "Dominus!" The people at Wyvern Peak chanted, sending echoes throughout the place. Novemton's new leader had ascended, ensuring the safety of their lands and the people within. On the flip side, the outlands were in chaos from the shock of this event.More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Novemton was revamped after Jerome took over. Various major squads in Wyvern Peak were sent to defend the natural moats on his orders. The upper management within Wyvern Peak, including the ten battle warriors and the eight godkings, had changed hands. This allowed everyone within Wyvern Peak to work together as a unit.Over the few d
Samantha was so excited that she began to imagine this exact scene. 'I'm sure we’ll have many grandchildren and even great-grandchildren. At that time, they’ll surround us, begging their grandfather to tell him stories from his past.'Adrian laughed when he heard this. "I'd have some many stories for them I’d never finish. I wonder where I should start… How about I start from the time I married you after their great-grandfather passed away?"Samantha chuckled. She bent down and buried her face in Adrian’s chest. He gently stroked her smooth and lush long hair. "We've been through a long journey together. After seven years, I thought you'd never come home.”Samantha shut her eyes as she spoke, while Adrian revealed a wry smile. As she was enjoying the feeling of Adrian stroking her hair, someone suddenly called out, "War Legate Draco?”"Hey, sir!" A nurse walked toward them from the hospital building. Samantha quickly got up and composed herself, while Adrian turned around and a