Chapter 995 The Dragon Soul Special Forces Never Apologize!

Zayden, Trix, and two guards from the Lord Quintana's residence charged forward into the fray. "Commander-in-chief Ramsey, let's handle this together!" they shouted.

"This is my fight. Everyone, stay back!" Robin's voice rang out, sharp and commanding, cutting through the chaos.

Without even turning to face Simmond, the commander of King Hawk Special Forces, charging at him from behind, Robin swung his leg out in a powerful motion, sending Simmond crashing to the ground in one swift move. "But-" Zayden and the others started to protest, wanting to join the fight.

Robin's voice boomed, "No buts! This is between me and them-keep out of it! If you don't follow orders, I'll deal with you right here on the battlefield!"

"Understood!" Zayden and the others quickly backed off, retreating to stand with Jethro and Anton.

Jethro watched Robin in the thick of the battle, his presence fierce and unrelenting, like a tiger charging through a pack of wolves. He shook his head and grinned.

"General Quintana, Commander-in-chief Ramsey refuses our help," Zayden said as he returned to the group.

"That's because he doesn't want us dragged into this mess," Anton remarked, casting a glance at Kennard and his team. "He knows someone will try to twist this into something bigger."

Jethro gave a cool smile. "This is nothing for Ramsey. I only had you step in to show them that he's not alone in this. If it comes to it, we'll back him up and take down those who dared provoke him."

Kennard, pacing frantically like an animal trapped in a cage, couldn't believe what was happening. This wasn't at all what he'd expected-how could such chaos erupt over something that was supposed to be a friendly competition? If this gets out, it'll cause a huge uproar!

Meanwhile, in the thick of the fighting, Robin was a blur of motion, his fists landing with brutal precision.

Several commanders were already down, some knocked senseless, others bleeding, or ever missing teeth.noveldrama

Yet, the battle-hardened elites of the various teams showed no fear. They charged at Robin, refusing to back down, like wild animals in a frenzy.

Kennard was beside himself, pacing even faster, his frustration growing. "Jethro, you're letting Robin get away with this! This will lead to a major crisis!

"How can we let this go on? We can't start fighting with our supposed allies!

"This is complete lawlessness!

"I never wanted to report Robin to the higher-ups..." Kennard's voice rose with anger. "But now, it's clear- Robin is a ticking time bomb. He needs to be handled properly!"

Thalrex Order's High-Tech Division, approaching the exit of the mystic realm. The convoy was barely 30 feet away from where Robin was battling the commanders.

If General Irvin sees this, it'll be a disaster!

Kennard's heart raced, panic setting in as he watched the scene unfold.

Oh, my god. This is madness! he thought, barely able to breathe.

In the midst of the chaos, Robin delivered a devastating punch to Paul, the commander-in-chief of Kangaroo Special Forces.

Paul's massive form flew through the air and crashed into one of Ryker's personal vehicles with a sickening

thud.

One by one, commanders from various teams including Maple Special Forces, Elairan Special Forces, Peacock Kingdomo's Special Forces, Sakuranian Special Forces, Demberoa's Special Forces, and Vailian Special Forces were sent flying by Robin's relentless fists. Their bodies slammed into the car as they were knocked down.

Thankfully, Ryker's vehicle was built with special materials designed by the High-Tech Division, strong enough to withstand armor-piercing rounds.

Despite the tremendous force of each impact, the car held up, unscathed.

Inside the vehicle, however, Ryker wasn't faring as well. The constant impacts rocked the car, sending violent tremors through the cabin.

Having heard about this Dragon Soul commander-in-chief during his journey to Qacalisle Island, Ryker knew that Robin's abilities were formidable.

But seeing it firsthand was an entirely different experience. Robin was far stronger than the stories had suggested.

Four of Ryker's guards quickly exited the vehicle, weapons drawn and ready for action.

Meanwhile, Robin, relentless in his pursuit, chased Cary all the way to Ryker's car.

Cary, battered and bruised, scrambled to hide behind Ryker's vehicle, desperate to escape Robin's next crushing blow.

"Move!" Robin snarled, roughly shoving Ryker, who had just regained his balance, to the ground.

With lightning speed, Robin seized Cary by the collar and unleashed a brutal series of punches. "Do you yield?"

Cary, bloodied and barely able to stand, gritted his teeth and spat defiantly, "I won't give up! I won't.... yield!"

Robin's cold eyes gleamed with a

cruel satisfaction as a sinister smile tugged at his lips. He showed no niercy. Another vicious barrage of punches landed on Cary.

Barely conscious, Cary, gasping for air, finally croaked, General Ramsey, I yield!"

Without a second thought, Robin tossed Cary aside like a ragdoll, then turned his gaze toward Reynold.

who stood trembling at the edge of the chaos.

Reynold's eyes widened in terror, and his body swayed as he stumbled back, attempting to escape.

But Robin was faster. In an instant, he launched himself through the air, delivering a powerful kick to Reynold's chest.

Then, his leg snapped out again, wrapping around Reynold's neck in a swift, calculated move.

With a sickening thud, Reynold hit the ground hard.

Robin didn't hesitate. He sprang into the air, his knee descending with terrifying force toward Reynold's chest.

In a panic, Reynold crossed his arms

in a futile attempt to shield himself,

his voice cracking with desperation. "General Ramsey, you're the strongest of all. You're the top commander-in-chief. I yield"

Just as Robin's knee was about to crush Reynold, he expertly shifted his aim, slamming his knee into the earth beside Reynold's face with a deafening roar.

The ground shattered beneath the impact, sending Reynold flying 10 feet into the air before crashing back to the earth in a crumpled heap.

Reynold lay there, staring at the massive crack in the ground left by Robin's knee, his body drenched in sweat.

He knew if he hadn't surrendered when he did, his ribs would've been shattered, and worse, his life might've ended in that very moment.

The plaza in front of the mystic realm's entrance was now a scene of total chaos.

Over 70 commanders-in-chief lay scattered, defeated, their pride broken.

Alexander, struggling to rise, winced as he touched his swollen jaw, then made a move to leave.

"Alexander, stop!" Robin's voice rang out, booming through the silence like a clap of thunder.

Alexander paused, turning to face him. "H-hey, we're allies. I-I've seen your power. It's enough. I respect it. I'm done here. Please, show mercy."

Pierre, who had just managed to get

back on his feet, let out a rough

laugh. "Alexander, I can't believe my

ears. You're begging now? Never

thought I'd live to see the day!"

Alexander shook his head, still in disbelief. "He's insane Absolutely insane! I'm done with this. That's a death wish!"

By now, the plaza outside the mystic realm's entrance was deathly quiet.

The remaining commanders-in-chief, their faces ashen with shock, watched in awe as Robin stood in their midst, an embodiment of unmatched dominance. There was nothing left to say. How could anyone possibly challenge Robin's ironclad position as the undisputed top commander-in-chief of the L1 mystic realm? Kennard, his face red with panic, hurried toward Ryker bowing deeply.

"General Irvin, I apologize! Th-this Dragon Soul commander is too young, too reckless. I apologize on behalf of my entire team-"

"You don't speak for Dragon Soul Special Forces," Robin snapped, shoving Kennard aside without hesitation.

"Who gave you the audacity to tarnish my reputation?" His voice turned cold as ice. "The Dragon Soul Special Forces never apologize!"

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