Chapter 981 How Can You Hope to Rule the World

Gavin's abrupt shift in attitude left all the commanders nearby utterly stunned.

In their imagination and from what they had heard, Dragon Soul would never resort to attacking a team they were negotiating with.

But this formation clearly signaled aggression.

There was no room for discussion whatsoever.

Of the 38 teams, 37 demanded that Dragon Soul share their gathered resources.

Among these were the Sea Lion Force, Tanqueria Special Forces, and King Hawk, some of the oldest and strongest teams.

Could Dragon Soul Special Forces really dare to attack them?

Despite rumors circulating that Pierre of Sea Lion Force had some dealings with Robin a few days ago, this was about the competition and the stakes involved. They would surely maintain Sea Lion Force's usual strategy of controlling the narrative of the competition.

It was precisely because teams like Sea Lion were involved that they felt confident enough to challenge Dragon Soul like this.

At the forefront of Dragon Soul Special Forces, Brendon walked with a bloodthirsty excitement radiating from him.

Anyone could see that the young warrior's sharp eyes were filled with unrestrained killing intent.

And that bloodlust glimmered, dancing and pulsing with exhilaration.

What kind of person is he?

Someone excited by slaughter-either a madman or a terrifying beast!

To their left, Maverick was equally poised for battle, his whole body exuding the scent of violence.

Meanwhile, the commanders of the mystic realm's various teams were still processing the situation.

In their minds, they were still in the midst of a negotiation.

How could Dragon Soul Special Forces suddenly attack their teams at this point?

At present, the 38 remaining teams included the Sea Lion, Tanqueria, King Hawk, Centraline, and Maple Special Forces-powerhouses among powerhouses.

The crucial thing was that these powerful teams had also been part of the chorus demanding that Dragon Soul Special Forces share their supplies.

No one believed Dragon Soul Special Forces would actually attack them.

This wasn't like when Wild Wolf and Crocodile teams were the ones opposing Dragon Soul-they were weak, unworthy opponents.

Now, the teams standing in front of Dragon Soul were the 37 toughest teams in the world.

Yet, the commanders at the Mystic Realm Command Center completely misjudged Robin and Dragon Soul Special Forces' resolve to fight.

As the commanders continued fantasizing about forcing Dragon Soul Special Forces to back down, the battle program for Dragon Soul Special Forces was already activated at the junction of Area Three and Area Four. Brendon, Maverick, Ernest, and George were the first to charge at the commanders obstructing their path.

"Move!" Maverick barked sharply.

Rolf Wheatler, commander of the Elairan Special Forces, smirked and said, "Brothers of Dragon Soul, how do you plan to handle this supply issue? See, Sea Lion Force is also waiting for your "

Before he could finish his sentence, Brendon's fist slammed into his face.

Rolf collapsed instantly.

Other commanders at the scene were left in shock.

Is Dragon Soul Special Forces really just going to act like that?

Before Scentialand and Duneward's commanders could recover from the shock of Elairan Special Forces being taken down, Ernest and the others had already swung their iron fists, knocking away any obstruction in their path. Elairan Special Forces members immediately went on the offensive.noveldrama

Gavin roared, "Everyone, clear the way! Anyone who dares block our path will not be spared!"

Maverick, Brendon, Ernest, and George didn't wait for the opposition to retreat. This was a legal brawl-they weren't about to back down!

The four of them attacked with such ferocity that it was like smashing a watermelon, each punch bursting someone's defenses like fruit! Their blows were aimed at taking lives.

No mercy was given-those they could kill, they killed; those they couldn't kill, they crippled.

In short, they were determined to do whatever it took to enjoy themselves!

The Dragon Soul Special Forces soldiers plunged forward in a wave of unrelenting violence.

In less than five minutes, they had cleared their path, creating a wide, open passage.

At that moment, every team commander finally realized.

The Dragon Soul Special Forces of this tournament were not the type to be swayed by public opinion or moral pressure. No amount of pressure would make them yield.

In their team's history, Dragon Soul had already achieved some of the most stunning victories the world had ever seen.

Back then, Dragon Soul Special Forces feared no opponent, no matter how powerful. Even if all the world's top forces united against them, those so-called "ace" teams could only retreat in defeat after facing Dragon Soul. Wherever Dragon Soul's battle blade pointed, there were only ants to crush!

This wasn't some mythical legend; it was reality!

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Earlier, teams like the Elairan Special Forces and Seentialand's Poison Poppy, which were severely lacking in resources, had relied on the strength of Sea Lion, Tanqueria, King Hawk to back them up. But when it came time for the confrontation, they hadn't even participated in blocking Dragon Soul's advance.

People soon realized they'd only been cheering from the sidelines, hoping to take advantage of the situation.

When Dragon Soul actually struck, Sea Lion, King Hawk, and the other veteran top teams didn't step in. They remained on the sidelines, quietly waiting to reap the benefits of the chaos. Though their hearts burned with frustration, who dared challenge the giants of the battlefield?

this point, no one

courage to step forward

negotiate with Dragon Soul.

The weaker teams-like Wild Wolf and Crocodile Special Forces-had been crushed by Dragon Soul, and now, no one wanted to be the next to fall.

Without resources, they could only hope to fight back and escape the dark void of Area Four. But if Dragon Soul were to eliminate them completely, they wouldn't stand a chance. Meanwhile, at the transition between Area Three and Area Four in the mystic realm, the battle had already begun.

In the Mystic Realm Command Center, Robert Neel, the commander-in-chief of Elairan Special Forces, was still raving.

"Dragon Soul Special Forces, y-you're out of your minds!" he shouted.

"You only care about your own interests, completely disregarding the reality of the other teams. Your selfishness and lack of responsibility will surely be despised by everyone!" The commanders of the participating teams chimed in the group chat, supporting Robert's outburst.

Robin glanced at the shouting

individuals, his expression

unreadable. He smirked slightly

before responding directly, "Shouting

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from the sidelines is pointless. If you're so eager, come to the command hall, and I'll show you what responsibility really means. Unless, of course, you're too much of a coward to face me!"

The group chat fell silent.

Pierre, the commander-in-chief of Sea Lion Force, responded instantly, "Robin is right. Responsibility is something we all need to discuss face-to-face in the conference hall."

When Pierre, the leader of the Sea

Lion Force, spoke, everyone went quiet. If Robin, the commander of Dragon Soul Special Forces, was still considered a newcomer to the

tournament, his words coun

command respect from every team. But Pierre, the world-renowned "King of Mercenaries," was held in high regard by all.

A minute later, inside the mystic realm's commander-in-chief's conference hall.

Robin and the commanders-in-chief of the participating teams stood at the center of the room. Cyril, the organizer, and the tournament enforcement members entered as well.

Robin pointed directly at Robert, the commander-in-chief of Elairan Special Forces.

"This is a serious competition, and you, as a military commander, have been yelling at Dragon Soul Special Forces for being selfish and irresponsible, when you should be commanding your team. Tell me, what does responsibility mean?" Robert froze for a moment. As he faced Robin, the force of his presence made it hard for him to breathe.

Quickly, he tried to muster his own sense of authority, pushing back with all his might to make himself appear stronger than Robin.

"Then... let me tell you. Responsibility means... sharing the resources that Dragon Soul Special Forces obtained with all of us!" he said, looking repeatedly toward Pierre for validation.

Robin took slow, deliberate steps toward Robert, his voice cold and biting.

"Share with you? Who the hell do you think you are?

"If Dragon Soul isn't strong enough to protect itself, if we don't have the strength to fight off even greater threats, then how are we supposed to be responsible?

"A bunch of weaklings, begging for fairness, and you dare speak about responsibility with such noble words!

"Today, I'll show you what true responsibility is-true power!"

With that, he slapped Robert hard across the face.

"You're a coward!

"This tournament was created by the Thalrex Order to resist extraterrestrial threats. If everything were as you say, with everyone begging for fairness, where would the responsibility be?

"Let me give you a piece of Draconian wisdom: 'If you can't even manage your own house, how can you hope to rule the world?'

"True responsibility begins with true strength. You, a worthless pile of trash, are unworthy of addressing me!"