Chapter 742

In such a chaotic battle, the quickest solution is to capture the leader.

As long as Terry was captured, the fight would end instantly.

In a flash, Aldus let out a roar and threw a powerful punch, caving in the chest of an attacker in front of him.

Moving as if he were unstoppable, he quickly joined Austin.

Meanwhile, Ezra swiftly reached Vincent's side. Despite his seemingly weak appearance, his hands moved with lightning speed, taking down the two attackers beside Vincent in an instant.

"Vincent, you’re worse off than an old man like me," Ezra mocked.

Vincent spat out a mouthful of blood. "Damn it, I was ambushed."

On the other side, Austin and Aldus were like two war gods, charging directly at Terry, advancing like rampaging tigers.

Aldus was once a top mercenary king who had dominated battlefields and survived ten consecutive victories in Grave Prison, found this skirmish trivial compared to the brutal, blood-soaked wars he had faced.

With his prowess, he was purely unstop