Zeke's voice was also infused with a dense energy fluctuation that was directed at Southern King. Before the latter
could comprehend what was happening, he was swept away by the energy and sent flying, disappearing from the
crowd's sight in the blink of an eye.
The crowd was astonished by the turn of events.
With just a sentence, Zeke had sent Southern King hurtling away. It would not be an overstatement to say that his
word was law.
Zeke and the others' reputations only grew to be more mysterious in the eyes of the people from Theos Island.
Sole Wolf waved his hand. “All right, playtime's over. Return to your tasks. External labor team, please clean up the
battlefield.”
“Wait a minute!” Killer Wolf yelled all of a sudden. “Draco and Golden Cicada, please wait.”
Their hearts lurched. Has the time finally come? We're done for!
Many of the others who were previously leaving also slowed down. They, too, wanted to witness what was about to
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Killer Wolf had called out to Draco and Golden Cicada with the intention of continuing their sparring match.
The onlookers stared at Draco and Golden Cicada gleefully. Hehe, it's your fault for being so arrogant. Are you two
regretting it now?
Golden Cicada's and Draco's voices trembled as they asked, “Mister... Killer Wolf... D-Did you need something from
us?”
Killer Wolf replied, “We were interrupted by Southern King earlier. Let us continue!”
Golden Cicada and Draco immediately fell to their knees before Killer Wolf.
“Master Killer Wolf, Master Graham, and Master Collins, we failed to recognize your true power and offended the
three of you. Won't you please forgive us?”
“We know our powers cannot possibly compare to the three of you and readily admit defeat. Please spare us!”
“Don't be like that,” Killer Wolf grumbled. “It's unsightly to surrender without a fight. What if I give myself a
handicap and only permit myself to sneeze? The two of you are allowed to use your hands and feet, of course.”
Golden Cicada and Draco were at a loss for words.
Is your sneeze merely a sneeze? It's practically an energy bomb! One sneeze from you was enough to take out
Southern King!
Even if ten Golden Cicada and Draco joined hands, they were still not Southern King's opponents.
The difference in their strengths was not something that could be merely described as disparity.
Pleading pitifully, Golden Cicada and Draco kept begging and apologizing until Killer Wolf had no choice but to give
up the notion.
After scraping by with their lives, Golden Cicada and Draco finally felt relieved.
It wasn't until everyone had dispersed did Golden Cicada and Draco huddle together as they whispered to each
other.
“Draco, what do you think our new commander is like? Initially, I assumed he would be around Legatus rank, but I
think we've been severely underestimating his abilities.”
“Surely his subordinates, who managed to defeat Southern King easily, must be at the rank of Camp Master.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTherefore, Zeke's abilities must be above that. Could it be...”
“It's highly possible that Zeke's abilities are as strong as Theos'. Perhaps he came to Theos Island not out of
adoration of Theos...”
“Could he be plotting against Theos...”
Upon saying that, Golden Cicada made a head-chopping motion.
Draco instantly turned pale. “Shut up! Golden Cicada, some things should never be uttered! Drop it! Let's go and
finish our tasks. It's better to mind our own business.”
Hmph!
Golden Cicada sighed. Draco was clearly deceiving himself.
Truth be told, Draco was aware that Zeke's motive for coming to Theos Island was probably for Theos.
However, he dared not believe it. It was utterly unthinkable, and he wouldn't dare dream of such a thing.
Meanwhile, the Northern Faction Legions were standing by. Everyone in the faction was assembled and battle ready.
Northern King stood in front of the troops, his eyes staring ahead as if waiting for something.
Finally, under the anxious gazes of the crowd, a figure approached them rapidly.
It was the messenger Northern King had sent out!