CHAPTER 1092 A BUNCH OF IMBECILES TRYING TO WIN A LOSING...

Cicero was completely panicking by now as anxiety seeped into his heart. He roared angrily, but a hint of fear could be detected in his voice, "Who... Who will step forward and kill him?"

Dagger-Master Hans, Hammer-Master Sol, and Shield-Master Chris, all looked at one another with horror in their eyes.

Nathan said leisurely, "There's no need to pick one. I don't have time to waste. I'll fight all of you at once."

Fight all of us at once?! Hans, Sol, and Chris exchanged glances. Their eyes were brimming with humiliation and fury.

Although Nathan was an immensely skilled fighter, however, the three of them weren't too shabby themselves. They were more than capable of breaking a few bones.

Much as they were doubtful about taking Nathan down, the provocative statement made by the latter was enough to flame their angers into taking the challenge. The fact that Nathan had challenged them to come at him together just showed that he didn't take them seriously.

If they didn't kill Nathan today, they would never be able to face themselves in the future.

"Boys, let's kill this insolent fool!" Chris, who was extraordinarily built with muscles covering his whole body, held a thick shield and charged towards Nathan first. He intended to ram into Nathan with his shield, and send him flying from the force of it.

Dagger-Master Hans wielded a sharp combat dagger, while Hammer-Master Sol lifted up his war hammer. Both of them flanked Nathan and worked in tandem with Chris to attack him.

Nathan scoffed, "A bunch of imbeciles, trying to win a losing battle."

Then, he moved at a speed faster than light, darting out of the way.

The Smiths were all holding their breaths with anticipation as they watched the scene unfolding before them. Material © of .

Nathan had appeared in front of Chris in a flash, then raised his leg to launch a powerful kick.

Boom!

Nathan landed a kick squarely on the shield!

The extremely solid shield instantly dented from the force of his kick, and cracks formed on its surface, resembling a spider's web.

The entire shield violently slammed back against Chris.

Bang!

Chris, who had a sinewy figure, was sent flying backwards with the disfigured shield.

Every bone in his body was broken. By the time he landed on the ground, his body was twisted at odd angles, and he died from severe internal bleeding.

Swish!

Dagger-Master Hans' combat dagger came slashing towards Nathan next.

Nathan raised his hand to grasp Hans' dagger-wielding wrist, then smashed his right fist into Hans' face.

With a sickening crunch, Hans was killed on the spot without so much as a scream, as if he had just been hit by a sledgehammer.

Whoosh!

There was a gust of wind as Hammer-Master Sol brought his war hammer down on Nathan.

Nathan leaned backwards slightly to avoid it, then snapped his leg out to kick Sol right in the head.

Thwack!

His foot landed on Sol's head!

Sol groaned in pain, and his grip on the war hammer loosened. His body resembled a falling tree as it went crashing towards the ground.

Silence ensued and one would probably be able to hear the sound of a needle dropping onto the ground.

Even the air molecules seemed to be frozen in place. It was so quiet that everyone could only hear their own vigorous heartbeats.

Cicero's eyes were bulging out of their sockets, and his mouth was hanging wide open; so wide that it could probably fit three eggs.

He wished he could dig his eyes out, so that he could get a better view of things and see if what just happened was all true.

The Fierce Four!

All of them were defeated by Nathan. He had even killed three of them at one go!

Nathan Cross' abilities are way too terrifying to be true!

Sword-Master John, who was severely injured and on the brink of death, fixed his eyes on Nathan. Suddenly, something flickered in his eyes, and his expression morphed into one of realization.

He pointed a feeble finger at Nathan and spoke in a shaky voice, "I know who he is. I know who he is."

"No wonder he brought up our master. No wonder he dared to look down on our master. And no wonder none of the Fierce Four or the Twelve King's Knights were his match. He's the God of War!"

"Haha! Even though we lost, we get to keep our dignity..." John croaked in an emotional voice, right before his head tilted to one side, and he drew in his final breath.

The God of War!

Cicero and the others were completely stunned when they heard this.

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