Lord Protector Novel

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Alfred already took action, but I haven't made my move! How dare you try to leave? This is unfair!

Tyler flicked his finger at Southern King gently.

Boom!

Tyler's energy, which was far more potent than Alfred's, crested into a wave as it hurtled toward Southern King

The amount of energy in that wave was twice the strength of an energy storm.

Caught in the energy wave, Southern King was like a plastic bag. Completely out of control of his body, he

alternated between floating and sinking.

Shouts of surprise could be heard from the crowd.

A single finger. Tyler had only used a single finger to best Southern King.

Why are the old men so d*mn strong these days?

The older, the wiser indeed.

The energy wave roiled for a good ten minutes before gradually abating.

His clothing torn to shreds, Southern King did not appear to be in a good shape in the aftermath.

His face was bruised all over, and he wavered in and out of consciousness. Subconsciously, he knelt on the ground,

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begging for mercy.

“I was wrong... I'm sorry... Please forgive me...”

Killer Wolf sighed. “Oh, forget it. Since you look so pitiful, I won't make my move.”

Overcome with gratefulness, Southern King hurriedly bowed in supplication. There was no way he could have

continued to withstand their attacks.

The attack did not even have to come from someone of Alfred's or Tyler's caliber. In his current state, an ordinary

warrior would be able to down him with a single kick.

Southern King's eyes were so swollen that he could no longer see clearly. He blearily bowed in front of a vague

form, which was actually a large tree instead.

Killer Wolf's mouth dropped open as he inhaled. “Ah... Ahh...”

Upon hearing this, Southern King spat out a mouthful of blood.

Killer Wolf was going to sneeze!

Would Killer Wolf's sneeze be as powerful as he claimed? So powerful that he'll snuff me right out?

The answer was almost certain, for it was highly possible.

Alfred had said that he would take them out with one punch, and he had done so.

Tyler said that he would finish them with only a single finger and that, too, had come to pass.

After all that, there was no reason to be skeptical of Killer Wolf, who claimed that he could kill them with a sneeze.

Achoo!

Before Southern King could ruminate further, Killer Wolf sneezed as promised.

Out of the three of them, Killer Wolf's abilities were the strongest, and he also had the densest energy.

The amount of energy discharged from his sneeze was far stronger than Tyler's and Alfred's energies.

Instantly, the scene turned into a hub of energy. The energy there was rampant and intense, shredding and

crushing everything in its wake.

Fortunately, Golden Cicada and his cohorts were standing in the outermost layer. Thus, they managed to retreat

quickly.

Southern King, on the other hand, was not as fortunate. Caught in the epicenter of the energy, his flesh was

continuously shredded by the energy that was sharp as knives.

If he had only been badly wrecked previously, he was now completely ravaged. His entire body turned red, almost

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as though he had shed a layer of skin.

If he had been an ordinary warrior or even someone of Archduke rank, he would have been obliterated or even lost

his life.

However, Southern King was a King Class warrior. His endurance was far beyond a normal person's limit. The

extent of this injury was not enough to kill him.

Regardless, he could only hang on by the barest thread as his body convulsed uncontrollably.

Killer Wolf sneered, “I thought you were much more powerful since you acted so arrogantly. I guess I overestimated

you.”

Mustering one last bit of strength, Southern King clung to a large tree and somehow managed to half prop himself

up.

He stared at Killer Wolf and the others with a complicated expression. “T-The three of you are strong... Surely you

must have achieved Camp Master rank. Y-Your boss, Zeke Williams. What exactly is he? Could it be... his abilities are

comparable to Theos'?”

If Zeke's subordinates were already Camp Master rank, the former had to be as powerful as Theos to be able to

intimidate Killer Wolf and the other two.

Just then, a loud bellow rang out from the base. “Scram! I'll kill you if you interrupt me forging the divine weapon

again!”

It was unmistakably Zeke's voice!

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