Members of Zion Mercenaries were war veterans. Many of them had witnessed the power of the God of War Blow on the battlefield. The lethal maneuver was etched in their minds. The foreign mercenaries recognized Kaze’s upbringing by the way he fought. Kaze’s proficiency in the God of War Blow meant he was an Arcadian soldier who had gone to war before. “Oh, you recognize the God of War Blow? Not bad. “It was meant to be called the Kill, and I specifically developed it to take down the five strongest nations on the battlefield.” Kaze drew close with a straight face and explained callously. “What? You developed the God of War Blow? “Are you from the God of War Palace?” the foreigner blurted, his eyes meeting Kaze’s in disbelief. As far as he knew, the Arcadian soldiers named the technique the God of War Blow because it was developed by the man himself. The God of War was a legend to pulverize the five strongest nations in the world. He was God-like. Yet, there he was

Darcy noticed Kaze’s intention to stay and sort Deborah out. She said, “Deborah should be punished for what she has done, but don’t take things far. I don’t want anything to come back and bite you, honey.” In fact, Deborah was dead to Darcy after the incident today. However, Darcy did not want Kaze to get blood on his hands and risk the trouble. “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.” Kaze patted Darcy’s back with a smile. “Promise me that you won’t get yourself in trouble over someone who isn’t worth it, honey.” Darcy urged before leaving the room. Outside, she saw the dead bodies scattered on the ground. Chills crept up her spine. When she saw Kailan pinned dead to the wheelchair, her heart sank to the pit of her stomach. Like Deborah, the dagger pierced through his body and stuck him to a hard surface. The only difference was that Kailan was dead. Darcy walked out of the factory with a pale face and saw a dozen thugs in security uniforms surrounding Kaze’s car

The dagger flashed as quick as lightning. Hurled from Kaze’s palm, the flickering blade shot straight for Christian’s face.“Damn it!” Christian scowled, taken aback by the sheer force of Kaze’s throw. His reflexes alarmed him to jump away, but his employer, Madam Hacks, was standing right behind him. If his employer was stabbed to death by the dagger, it was his and Zion Mercenaries’ reputation out the window. In desperation, Christian scooped Madam Hacks in the back, and they hurdled out of the way. “Slash!” The dagger raked across Christian’s shoulder, tearing away a huge chunk of flesh with its vicious scrape.“Ow…” Christian cried out in pain as his body slammed to the ground. Madam Hacks took the fall along with him. Madam Hacks, accustomed to a life of privilege, could not handle a rough landing like Christian.She felt as though a bus had run over her. “Ma’am!” Mary Sue rushed over in a panic. Amid the chaos, the group helped Madam Hacks and Christian

“No way! Is that Arcadian really that strong?” The group of foreign mercenaries exclaimed in horror. It was true that Christian fumbled to get back up on his feet after Kaze threw the blade. However, the group was skeptical that Kaze could single handedly kill all of them. Having rampaged across several continents, Zion Mercenaries displayed a heightened sense of arrogance.Apart from a legend like the God of War, they looked down on all the other Arcadians. Christian smirked. “Go ahead and go after him if you don’t believe me. Don’t blame me for not giving you the heads-up when you die.” He still felt a little nervous after the earlier incident. Death gnawed at Christian when Kaze flung the dagger. It took everything in him to escape the jaws of death. Christian was unsure of the extent of Kaze’s combat competence. However, he trusted his gut feeling. If they were to attack Kaze, the factory would be their burial spot. The serious look on Christian’s face confus

Kaze was savage. Gareth’s hair stood at the thought that he threatened Kaze with his wife. If Kaze did not care about his wife, Gareth would have died in the boxing ring. Gareth wondered if he could stop Kaze then. He knew the answer to that question. A disciple said in shock, “Lee is vicious, Master. He’s submissive to you, but he doesn’t hold back with others. “I guess only you can restrain him—” “Blegh!” Gareth spat out his drink on the disciple’s face. “Master?” Thinking that he had upset Gareth, the disciple became nervous. “Uh… I’m fine.” Gareth waved his arm, his expression baffling. Only Gareth knew what was going on in his mind. The disciples sighed in relief and said, “Do it, Master. Kill the bastard! We can’t let him walk away in arrogance.” “That’s right. He’s ruthless. He killed so many to save his wife. I’m sure this won’t be the end of it.” “The people of Lilyrose will want to get rid of him once the word gets out. Only you can save the pe