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Zeke gave a cold smile, as he didn't believe a word of Stefan's nonsense. He knew that Stefan was merely making
up stories to stop him from entering Bloodshot Valley.
There was definitely something fishy going on between the Orient and Bloodshot Valley. Zeke would not believe a
single word from Stefan.
Finally, Zeke made up his mind to enter Bloodshot Valley, and he would launch a full-scale onslaught on the Orient
to exact revenge if he found out that they had something to do with the mysterious force which had taken the
soldiers' lives.
At this moment, Sole Wolf, Killer Wolf, and the others also realized the same problem. They exchanged glances with
one another before staring at Stefan with murderous intent.
Zeke took a deep breath and said, “What if I say no?”
Stefan smiled bitterly. “Why would you do that, Great Marshal? Bloodshot Valley is worthless to Eurasia. However, it
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtis of great significance to the Orient. Why don't you do us a favor? You could gain a fortune or even a large part of
our territory.”
Zeke said sternly, “Colonizing lands and fighting to protect them is the principle of Eurasia. Bloodshot Valley is an
inseparable part of Eurasia, so don't you even think about claiming it for yourself.”
Stefan sighed. “Very well, Great Marshal. To be honest, our president is very fond of Bloodshot Valley, and he even
issued a state order for me to claim Bloodshot Valley. If I fail to accomplish my mission, I'll be executed. Great
Marshall, please do me this favor for my sake. I am willing to give you all my wealth.”
“For your sake?” Sole Wolf chuckled. “I'm sorry, but you are in no position to ask for favors from Zeke!”
Seeing that Stefan tried to hold him back at all costs, Zeke strongly believed that the Orient had done something in
Bloodshot Valley, which made him more determined to explore the valley.
Stefan finally lost his patience. “Great Marshall, since you're being so unreasonable, don't blame me for being harsh
to you.”
Stefan then waved his hand and shouted, “Come on out!”
In the next instant, shadows began to emerge from the thick fog behind him.
They were the soldiers of the Orient's border. A hundred thousand of them were looking in the direction of Zeke
and the gang with animosity.
“Are you trying to start a war?” Zeke questioned Stefan.
“If you refuse to give in, I have no choice but to start a war.”
Zeke wasn't going to back down. “Fine! If you want a war, then we'll have a war. If you lose, don't think you can
escape alive by kneeling and groveling this time. Not only will you die, but the president of the Orient will perish as
well.”
Stefan said confidently, “Great Marshal, I am fully aware that you're an Ultimate Class warrior, and you also have
two Ultimate Class warriors by your side. No words could describe the power you have up your sleeves. However,
the Orient is not a substandard country. Ultimate Class warriors of the Orient! Please reveal yourselves!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs soon as he spoke, six formidable-looking men walked forward from the crowd.
The six of them were exuding murderous aura. One would notice that they were no ordinary fighters at first glance.
“Gentlemen, please don't hold back. Show them your true strength. Otherwise, they will look down on the Orient.”
The six men instantly discharged Invincible Wave Energy, rapidly expanding in all directions.
In a short moment, the Invincible Wave Energy of the six engulfed a radius of twenty miles.
Ultimate Class! The six of them are Ultimate Classes warriors!
Zeke couldn't help frowning.
The Orient was known to be weak in martial arts.
For them to cultivate a King Class warrior was no simple feat.
Unexpectedly, they revealed six Ultimate Class warriors at once, even more than Eurasia had, which made Zeke
suspect that their achievements of Ultimate Class must have something to do with Bloodshot Valley.
Roar!
Tiger Lord roared toward Zeke.
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