The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 435 Black Tortoise, Cut Him Down!

"You fool!" Walter Hunter replied coldly. With his warblade in hand, he also swung it diagonally, creating a powerful whistling strike.

After their attacks collided, the other man quickly retreated five or six steps, feeling a numbing sensation in his entire arm and a slight change in his facial expression.

Walter Hunter's opponent was ranked tenth among the strong warriors of Nanrania's Northern Border Army. He had initially thought that one strike would be enough to defeat Walter Hunter, but he hadn't expected to be pushed back so far.

"Is this all you've got? You're embarrassing yourself!" Walter Hunter sneered.

"I'll show you!" The man, now infuriated, rushed forward again, channeling his full strength to attack Walter Hunter.

"If you're this eager to die, I'll grant your wish!" Walter Hunter's eyes narrowed, and he took a few large steps, slashing out more than a dozen incredibly sharp blade auras.

Being one level higher in cultivation than his opponent, Walter Hunter had previously given the man a warning with his strike. But since the man wanted to die, he was more than willing to oblige.

Midway through his charge, sensing the imminent danger, the man's pupils shrank, and the hair on his body stood on end. Without much time to think, he quickly retracted his blade to defend himself. However, it was already too late. Walter Hunter's blade aura tore through his defense, leaving seven or eight gashes on his body, causing blood to spurt out, and he fell to the ground in pain, howling. Since Walter Hunter had already decided to take a life, he didn't stop there. As the man collapsed, his blade aura struck once more.

"How dare you..." Ingram Pearson shouted loudly.

Before his words could even finish, the blade aura had already flashed across the man's throat, leaving behind a line of blood. The man opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. He convulsed a few times before going completely still.

"Damn it!" Ingram Pearson roared in anger and raised his hand. "Kill him!"

"Yes, sir!"

Two legion commanders from Nanrania responded simultaneously, and with incredible speed, they crossed the border and entered Glavale territory.

Both of them were on the same level as Walter Hunter, and they intended to finish the job in a single move. However, before their blade auras could reach Walter Hunter, a violent force swept in from the side. Immediately, both of their bodies exploded, and after a mist of blood, only scattered bloodstains remained on the street.

"Hmm?" Witnessing this scene, Ingram Pearson's pupils contracted, and he looked at Billy and his group who were approaching.

"Anyone of you who steps onto Glavale's land, Die!" Black Tortoise said coldly.

"Damn it!" Ingram Pearson took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

Black Tortoise's skills were beyond his expectations; he had the self-awareness that Black Tortoise was definitely above him.

After a brief pause, Ingram Pearson continued, "Which one of you is the newly appointed Commander for the South Border of Glavale?"

He didn't recognize Azure Dragon since Azure Dragon had only arrived a few days ago and hadn't shown up at the border.

"Are you Ingram Pearson?" Billy asked with a faint tone.

"Are you the new Commander for Glavale's South Border?" Ingram looked Billy up and down.

He vaguely felt that he had seen Billy somewhere before, but couldn't quite remember.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"Speak up. You've come with such a show of force to find our South Border Commander. What brings you here?" Billy continued in a calm tone.

"What do you think?" Ingram snorted. "Not only did you kill our visiting delegation and capture Mr Motley, but you also destroyed Mr Barber's cultivation and turned him into a cripple! Do you respect us, people from Glavale?"

Billy raised an eyebrow slightly. "You're saying that Mark Barber was crippled?"

This was beyond Billy's

expectations He remembered

clearly that when he had allowed Mark Barber to return to Nanrania he had suffered minor injuries, he was far from being a cripple. It seemed that someone else had intervened, with the clear intention of stoking greater hatred within

Mark Barber.

Thinking about it, Billy thought of Sheila Harvey, the woman he had seen at the scene. At that time, only she and Mark Barber had left together, so it was likely that she had arranged for someone to take action Billy had to admit that she was quite skilled in her methods.

"Humph!" Ingram Pearson snorted. "Mr Barber was crippled by your Commander Gardner. Don't pretend to be ignorant! If Glavale doesn't want to provoke a war, I suggest you bring him here so he can explain to us when he comes to our country. Otherwise, Nanrania's eight hundred thousand warriors will enter

Glavale's territory!"

Billy chuckled lightly. "What kind of explanation do you want?"

"That's not your concern, you better have Commander Gardner come over." Ingram Pearson replied coldly.

"I'm already here, you can speak now." Billy said with another smile.

"Hmm?" Hearing Billy's words, Ingram was momentarily stunned. His pupils slightly contracted. "Are you Commander Gardner, the King of the West of Glavale?"

Now, he finally understood why he

had a sense of familiarity when he first saw Billy. While he hadn't met Billy in person before, he had seen pictures of him. The reason he hadn'ecognized him earlier was that he had never expected Billy to come, so it hadn't crossed his mind. Now, with Billy's reminder, he

recalled those images. Content

"Surprised?" Billy asked again. "Now, can you tell me what you want?"

Ingram Pearson took a deep breath, steadying his emotions before speaking, "I'm here under the orders of our National Lord to bring you back to our country at any cost. As for how you will be dealt with, that's for our National Lord to decide."

"You're a fool!" Black Tortoise sneered. "Today, whether you make it back or not is uncertain!"

"You're boastful!" Ingram Pearson replied coldly. "Do you think the eight hundred thousand warriors of my country are pushovers? Do you believe..."

"Ten years ago, you had a hand in harming thousands of our Glavale brethren, didn't you?" Ingram Pearson's words were cut short as Billy interrupted him.

"W-what do you mean?" Ingram Pearson was momentarily stunned, a hint of panic flickering in his pupils. He hadn't expected Billy to suddenly bring up this matter. After a brief pause, he continued speaking, "I don't know what you're talking about. Ten years ago, I..."

"Black Tortoise, cut him down!" Billy interrupted him again.

"Understood!" Black Tortoise responded loudly, stepping forward. With a flick of his wrist, his blood-shadowed battle blade cleaved through the air like a thunderbolt.

"What?!" Ingram Pearson was completely bewildered by Billy and Black Tortoise. One moment they were having a civil conversation, and the next, they wanted to kill him! Who were these people?

A bone-chilling sensation surged up from the soles of his feet. Without much thought, he quickly raised his blade to block. Simultaneously, panic welled up within him, as he could feel that he was no match for Black Tortoise.

"Kid, you dare!" At that moment, the enraged voice of an old man rang out.