The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 366

“Who’s up next?”

Upon hearing Gavin’s voice, the remaining seven individuals snapped out of their shock. The seven of

them exchanged glances, and then one of them erupted in a fit of rage.

A stout figure stepped forward at that moment, barely taller than the care he might lean on. His eyes

blazed with fury as he glared at Gavin.

You’re begging for death!

“Guy, you’re way too damn arrogant!”

Gavin regarded the short man before him with a quizzical expression.

How the heck dal someone like this become a warrior? Had the early stages of warrior training become

this lax? How could someone like him even attempt to make a move? It seemed like he wouldn’t even

reach Gavin’s armpit if he jumped up.

The short man thundered at that moment, “Time to meet your maker!”

Then, this group of people charged at Gavin with clenched fists. But in the blink of an eye, Gavin’s

figure flickered.

Not only did those seven individuals miss their target entirely, but they also ended up crashing into

each other in a chaotic heap.

As they scrambled to their feet, trying to locate Gavin in the chaos, they realized that only six remained.

out of the seven who had initially confronted him.

As they anxiously scanned their surroundings, Gavin’s deep voice suddenly emanated from behind

them. “So, are you ready to talk now?”

Instantly, all six of them turned around, and to their astonishment, one of their comrades-the short and

stout man who had confronted Gavin earlier was suspended in mid-air, held by Gavin’s grip around his

throat.

Their shock deepened because they knew their strengths well. Each was a peak celestial warrior, just a

step away from becoming a divine warriors.

But when they first laid eyes on Gavin, even though he was in his early twenties, they couldn’t fathom

what made him so formidable. Despite any exceptional talent, could he indeed be that powerful?

However, the short and stout man could never have imagined that not only did he fail to lay a finger on

Gavin during his attack, but also, Gavin had effortlessly lifted one of them by the throat.

Had Gavin indeed reached such incredible levels of strength?

The stout man being held by Gavin was struggling to breathe, his face turning beet red and his entire

body trembling.

Why was Gavin so unbelievably powerful?

He thought, ‘Would Gavin go as far as to strangle myself to death? I couldn’t possibly meet my end

here today. At least I had comrades with me. However, I felt utterly helpless, as if an acupressure point

had paralyzed me. Before long, I’d likely suffocate, and I wondered what I could do about it.”

So, the stout man in Gavin’s grasp desperately tried to turn his head, making eye contact with his

nearby. companions, signaling them urgently to come to his aid.

He understood that if he spilled Gavin’s secrets, Gavin might spare him, or so he thought.

But he made a critical error in judgment – even if he chose to remain silent, Gavin wouldn’t show

mercy. Because Gavin would never allow anyone the opportunity to threaten him.

As Gavin stared at the stout man in his grip, who remained silent for what seemed like an eternity, he

spoke softly, “Aren’t you going to speak up? Alright!”

Then, with a muffled sound, the stout man suddenly rolled his eyes, collapsing lifelessly.

Right after that, Gavin turned his gaze again toward the remaining six individuals and asked, “Who’s

the

next one?”

This time, the remaining six didn’t boast or dare to hurl insults at Gavin as they did before.

Witnessing two of their comrades meet their demise at Gavin’s hands in such a short period had a

sobering effect on them.

Fear began to grip them individually as they gazed at Gavin standing before them.

The first encounter might have been dismissed as an accident or overconfidence, but the second was a

complete and overwhelming display of the opponent’s power.

Their hearts filled with dread, and one of the men, dressed in black with a wristwatch, exchanged

glances with his bespectacled companion. Their eyes communicated their thoughts:

“Continuing like this won’t cut it. We might all meet our end here today.

“What if we make a run for it?

“If we avoid a confrontation with Gavin, there might still be a chance to survive.”

The bespectacled man lowered his head, lost in thought for a while, then nodded at the man with the

wristwatch.

Subsequently, he turned his gaze toward the other four men, furrowed his brow, and subtly gestured

toward a nearby passage.

“Let’s break for it from here when the moment comes, without looking back!

“Now is not the time for bravado!

“Let’s remember, as long as we make it out alive, we can figure things out when we meet our Master

again!”

In unison, the four men exchanged glances with the one wearing the wristwatch and the bespectacled

man, nodding their heads.

The six of them had a common objective: escape.

These six individuals had come to a stark realization- Gavin hopelessly outmatched them. If they

stayed and fought, they’d meet the same grisly end as their unfortunate comrades who had fallen to

Gavin’s might.

Death was not what they desired, not at all.

Without a moment’s hesitation, all six of them turned on their heels and sprinted away.

Seeing their desperate escape attempt, Gavin couldn’t help but shake his head in resignation. Why

were they putting themselves through this?

Did they genuinely believe they could outrun him?

It seemed painfully naive. He couldn’t help but think they were wasting their time fleeing instead of

facing the inevitable and allowing a chance for redemption and a fresh start.

Having made this so needlessly complicated, it was downright annoying!

The six individuals sprinted away as fast as they could, casting glances back to ensure Gavin hadn’t

caught. up with them.

They breathed a sigh of relief as long as he remained in the distance. It meant they still had a chance

at survival.

Nonetheless, they couldn’t afford to slow down. They continued to run ahead.

As they ran forward, they spotted a figure in the distance that seemed like… Gavin.

Panic set in, and they abruptly halted, changing their course. Yet, once again, they found Gavin’s

silhouette ahead of them.

With a collective cry of “Ah!” that echoed through the air, they shouted in sheer terror.

“It’s a ghost! He’s not human!”

The six individuals descended into chaos, stumbling over themselves and collapsing into a huddle.

Their eyes betrayed a mixture of panic, their faces turned ghostly white, and their bodies trembled

uncontrollably. They saw a shadow drawing closer and, in a state of frenzy, shut their eyes tightly,

yelling

out:

“Have mercy… please spare us!

“We won’t run anymore, we promise!”

Then, Gavin’s voice again reached their ears, “Who will answer my questions?”

They heard Gavin’s inquiry once more, and fear gripped them all.

Recalling the fate of the two comrades who met their demise earlier for failing to answer his queries,

the six individuals gazed at Gavin, each one desperately shouting:

“We beg you to spare us!

“We’re not holding back on purpose. It’s that we’re unable to speak!

“If we reveal anything about him, we’ll trigger a death curse and perish on the spot!”

When the six inthe “death curse, Gavin’s gaze narrowed slightly, a glint of coldness flickering in his

eyes as he spoke. Jedenese?”