The next person is dead.

Then the king will hand it over to them personally.

The Tyrannosaurus slowly stood up, and the top master of the Principality, "Sword Saint", Badster, broke the right arm of the sword, and cut the combat power in half. Without any accident, he would not fight with the army in a short period of time, and there were more top masters of the Iron Principality, and the future war was more difficult to fight.

He slowly shifted his gaze to the south.

He got the news.

The Lord of Shuguang City will come to help in the name of the leader of the mercenary corps.

At the same time, there are more than 60,000 selected mercenaries.

Tyrannosaurus is not optimistic about the chosen ones who only have the initial combat power. As long as he is asked to train well, he can kill 100 chosen ones many times without any damage!

He was curious about what miracle William could do that would allow those chosen ones to burst out with powerful power.

Because the Tyrannosaurus understood that in front of the real elite legion, the current Chosen One was simply vulnerable.

Tyrannosaurus glanced at his boxing gloves covered with knife marks and suddenly smiled...

He murmured, "I really don't know if it is the masters of the Iron Principality who are sharper in their swords, or is my fist harder?"

...

War, there is never justice or evil.

Everything is the will of the king and the direction of the flag.
Chapter completed!