King's Awakening

Chapter 362: 362: Is the Major Achieved War King Really Amazing?

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Is the Major Achieved War King Really Amazing?
As soon as Myles finished speaking, the three burly men standing beside him took a step forward.

Their muscular bodies and icy countenances made them seem like three sharp battle blades, emanating an unstoppable air of authority.

A fierce aura churned within them, echoing in the ears of the crowd like a rhythmic drumbeat.

This sight sent chills down everyone’s spine.

No wonder even formidable fighters like Maverick Scot failed to catch Myles’s attention.

Gazing at these men’s brute strength, it seemed as if ten Mavericks wouldn’t be a match for them.

Furthermore, the subtle display of bloodlust suggested that these men may hail from the War Department!

Are they soldiers of the War Department?!

The crowd watched in dumbfounded silence, exchanging looks of dread.

If these were indeed warriors from the War Department, could it signify that Myles has their backing?

Hisss!

The realization sent a ripple of cold shivers down everyone’s spine, making their blood run cold as if plunged into an icy cellar.

They had only known that Myles had a mysterious and powerful patron in Capital City.

But, nobody expected Myles’s backer to be from the War Department!

It didn’t matter from which department in Capital City the support came, what mattered was if the War Department was backing him up, who could touch Myles?

This was tantamount to antagonizing the War Department!

A profound sense of despair took root in the heart of every spectator.

This time, it seemed likely that nobody could prevent Myles from returning to power.

Sayon was about to descend into darkness yet again.

It was as if a living hell was about to be unleashed!

Amidst these murmurs of discontent, the Kylin standing behind White Mitchell glanced nonchalantly at the three underlings of Myles. He then said, “Brother, leave them to me.”

Not declining the Kylin’s request, White Mitchell simply nodded in silence.

His approval ignited a gleam of amusement in the Kylin’s eye. He looked at the three men sent by Myles as if a cat playing with a mouse.

“All three of you, come at me. Show me what the Xavier War Department has taught you.” the Kylin spoke with an unconcerned expression.

His words stirred up a commotion in the crowd.

Xavier War Department!

As expected, the three underlings of Myles did hail from the War Department, even from the most secretive Xavier War Department among Dragon Realm’s major war departments!

Myles’s formidable strength suffocated the atmosphere, no one dared to voice any intentions of standing against him.

However, when Myles heard what the Kylin had to say, he furrowed his brows slightly and couldn’t help but glance at his men standing behind him.

It was clear he was perplexed as to how the Kylin knew of their identities.

After all, the news of their covert training in the Xavier War Department was top secret; even the Xavier’s commander was kept in the dark.

How did White Mitchell’s subordinate come to know about it?

While Myles was confounded, a seemingly insignificant middle-aged man standing behind him spoke up, “It’s not a big deal. It’s rumored that White Mitchell has a good relationship with Steel Turner. Although Steel has retired, their relationship still exists.

Plus, the five useless men you sent back were captured by the Nezzi Command! It’s possible they might have tattled on you.

You shouldn’t worry too much about this now. All you have to do is eliminate White Mitchell. Even if the sky falls, someone will hold it up for you.

However, if you fail this task, you know what the consequences will be!”

After hearing these words, Myles nodded in silence, then turned to his three men and coldly ordered, “Stop wasting your breath, kill him!”

The three men nodded sharply, their faces hardened, and they charged at the Kylin with savage expressions.

“White Mitchell, no matter how close you are to Steel Turner, not even God can save you today!” Myles sneered.

Despite the words, White Mitchell remained calm. Surreptitiously, he addressed the Kylin, “Clean the house for Weston today!”

“Roger!” the Kylin smirked and lunged forward in a quick stride.

The Kylin’s advance was met with disdain by Myles’s three men.

“You ignorant fool, today you will learn the true power of a Major Achieved War King!” They launched a powerful counterattack, their formidable force rising instantly.

The next moment, they all attacked together, their iron fists cutting the air like sharp blades, creating an illusion as if they could easily penetrate a steel plate.

Unfazed, the Kylin laughed in the face of their onslaught: “Major Achieved War King? Impressive?”

Boom!

In a split second, it seemed as if a beast awakened inside the Kylin. The energy surged, carrying the scent of war and blood, bursting out.

The next instant, the Kylin pointed his two fingers together, like the tip of a sword, and launched his strike.

Uh…?

Hisssss!!

The sight of the Kylin’s sword-like fingers took the three men by surprise. It seemed as if a sword with an awe-inspiring aura was piercing through them.

But it was just the Kylin’s two fingers!

Why was this happening!?

The three men gasped in surprise, their pupils contracted, and their hearts involuntarily skipped a beat.

Uh oh!

In their shock, they could feel a cold chill creeping up their spines—it was as if their souls had been momentarily shaken.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve! Stop!!!” Myles, standing behind his men, perceived the terrifying power of the Kylin and hastily called out.

These three men were his most competent underlings!

Ants like Maverick Scot could die for all he cared, but if these three were to die, his power would take a significant hit.

“You’re not qualified to give orders to my men!” White Mitchell’s face darkened, and his aura was released in its entirety.

You!

Myles was taken aback, but in this precarious moment, the Kylin’s fingers, sharp as a cold sword, had already sliced through his men’s throats.

Qilin Sword Immortal!

Even without a sword in hand, he could transform his fingers into a deadly weapon!

Just in that brief encounter, the arrogant three collapsed, blood gushing from their wounds.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The thud of three bodies hitting the ground echoed across the scene. The entire place fell into a bizarre silence.

In that fleeting moment, everything seemed still, as if time itself had stopped.

The spectators, who had looked down on White Mitchell, were left dumbstruck.

The three tough guys under Myles’s command were dead, just like that?

They didn’t even manage to block a single move?

Weren’t they top-class warriors from the Xavier War Department?

Gasps!

An uproar ensued, washing over the scene like a tidal wave, persistently crashing against Myles.

At that moment, they finally saw a glimmer of hope in Sayon!

In that moment, White Mitchell, in their eyes, was as revered as a deity!

At that moment, the entire field was set aflame with excitement!