Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1050: A Slap

The last frustration before Austin.

He was Arkham's real son, but he didn't inherit any of his father's talent. Now, Origin Energy, who wasn't even at the tenth rank, had been piled up with money by Arkham. Austin had never imagined that he would be as powerful as his father. In his mind, there was a father who could be relied on as a general, so why did he have to work so hard? So even though Fatty was ugly, he was the oldest playboy in Mosaio. This fellow was idle all day long, doing all the bullying and bullying of the good people.

With Arkham's father and the support of the Bear Armor Army, even the mayor would have to greet him, not to mention the others. Arkham was famous for his ruthlessness on the battlefield, while Austin was famous for his villainy in the city. With Arkham as his father, there was no woman he wanted. As time passed, he developed a bad habit of snatching back any woman who was beautiful.

On this golden bridge today, the sight of Fatty Adele instantly stirred her heart, but she did not want to kick the iron plate for it. Austin couldn't figure out why this handsome, white-haired brat would challenge his father. When Austin heard that Alan had sent someone to call Arkham, he was not shocked but delighted. He was already thinking about how he would let his father teach this white-haired boy a lesson and then smoothly take over the beautiful girls in his hands.

However, Austin was in a terrible mood when he was being watched by the crowd. To the onlookers, it was a great pleasure to see the great villain of Mosaiore being tidied up and pasted up. The knowledgeable people in the crowd had already persuaded their companions to leave. Otherwise, as soon as Arkham arrived, there would be no idea what kind of storm would be stirred up on the bridge.

It had to be said that the efficiency of the Bear Armor Army was truly extraordinarily high. Not long after, a figure leapt into the southern arch gate. That figure emitted a tyrannical and wild aura, like a fierce beast dancing its claws and teeth. Arkham wore dark heavy armor and lowered his scarlet cloak. He rode on an exceptionally strong mutated horse and rode over on the sound of hooves that sounded like drums.

Behind him, a row of Tyrant Bear Knights lined up. The knights in the bear armor were all wearing heavy plate armor. The sharp spikes in their stomachs caused their backs to turn cold. The ferocious beast helmet that completely covered their faces made the knights emit a terrifying killing intent. There weren't many knights that Arkham had brought with him, only ten of them. However, these ten heavy cavalry stepped on the momentum of an army!

Alan narrowed his eyes and lifted Red King to the center of the bridge. The surrounding people quickly dispersed, and Alan's side instantly went blank. Austin smiled gloatingly. He wished that his father's iron hooves would crush that ungrateful white-haired boy into meat sauce. Alan stood still. Arkham and the knights behind him still had no intention of stopping. They continued to charge forward.

By this time Alan could already see Arkham's face, or even the slight changes in every muscle on his face. Arkham's momentum didn't diminish. Alan silently raised his hand and held onto the hilt of Red King's saber.

As his palm pressed down on the hilt of the Red King knife, the temperature on the bridge rose rapidly, and even the light began to change. Originally, the bright sunlight dimmed for no reason, and a dark red flame slowly rose, dyeing the bridge into dusk light, only adding to the murderous aura.

Arkham spat out two streaks of hot air from his horse's nostrils. Even if it was a good breed, it could not withstand the pressure emitted by the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy. The warhorse suddenly stamped its feet and stopped in a hurry. As for the Tyrant Bear Knights behind them, their mounts were even more unbearable as they let out horrified screams. Fortunately, these elite knights were all skilled in riding, and they all shouted loudly. They forcefully suppressed their mounts so that they wouldn't make a joke out of it.

Sitting high on his horse, Arkham narrowed his eyes and said, "Sir Allen has such a big posture."

"No matter how big it is, it can't be greater than the courage of the general to treat the imperial army as a private soldier." Alan replied indifferently.

Immediately, their gazes seemed to erase sparks of lightning, and the atmosphere on the bridge was so heavy that people forgot to breathe. Until Arkham got off his horse, Alan withdrew his aura and the light on the bridge returned to normal, causing the sound of breathing to resound. At this moment, the air seemed to slowly flow.

"I've already heard about what happened here. Can you ask Sir Alan to return Austin to me?" Arkham pointed at his son.

Ellen laughed, "I didn't plan to bring him up north. Of course I'll give it back to you."

Hearing what he said, Austin rolled his eyes and ran towards Arkham. '"Father, you must teach this arrogant brat a lesson. You see, he also hurt me, hurt your poor Austin. I..." Austin pointed at Alan fiercely with his fat finger, "Father, you must teach this arrogant brat a lesson. You see, he also hurt me, hurt your poor Austin. I..." josei

Suddenly, the world began to spin, and a crisp sound sounded in his ears. Only when Austin reacted when he fell to the ground did he know that Arkham had slapped him. Half of Fatty's face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were constantly bleeding. He even lost a tooth. He looked at his father dumbfounded, and Arkham expressionlessly said to Ellen, "Austin offended your family. I wonder if Sir Alan can get an explanation for this punishment?"

"As for the accusation against our Bear Armored Army, about this …" Arkham looked up at the guard and calmly said, "Actually, they weren't in the formation of the Bear Armored Army anymore. It's just that they were traveling outside without being notified."

Ellen nodded and smiled, "So it was a misunderstanding. I apologize for my previous assertions."

Seeing him slightly bow, Arkham's stiff face broke into a smile. "Then I won't waste Sir Alan's time. I wish Sir a smooth journey."

Then he jumped on the horse and Arkham pointed at a Tyrant Bear Knight. "Bring that trash and let's go."

The knight lifted Austin onto the horse, turned the horse around, and left with the general's footsteps. As soon as the host left, Austin's original guards didn't have any reason to stay behind. They all rode their horses away with grey heads and grey faces.

No one expected the storm on the bridge to come and go faster. He didn't expect the usually arrogant Arkham to show his weakness this time, so the people on the bridge began to guess the origin of the caravan in their hearts. Alan gestured and the caravan set off again. Edward opened the curtains in another carriage and saw Ellen walk to the side. "You slapped loudly enough," he whispered. "Unfortunately, they weren't stupid enough to sit down and accuse you of selfishness."

"If Arkham was that easy to deal with, he wouldn't be able to sit in the position of Commander of the Bear Armor Army." Alan let the horse walk slowly and said indifferently, "Take it as asking for interest on the secret communication between him and Eric this time."

"Are you sure that he and Eric are going to work together?"

"Then if I said that they don't matter, would you believe me?"

Edward thought for a moment and smiled, "I don't believe it."

Alan rolled his eyes. "Then it's over."