Suddenly, an eerie silence fell over the city gate entrance.
With a rustle!
The sound of lifting hidden weapon boxes arose.
Dozens of hidden weapon boxes were instantly aimed at Julius Reed and Lillian Tompson.
The remaining nine routes' members, filled with fear and fury.
"How dare you kill the Centurion!"
Someone roared in a low voice, "Tired of living!"
The Centurion was killed, plunging them into a headless situation.
It's no problem if a leader dies.
In Swimming City, an officer's death in battle signifies incompetence.
Whichever subordinate is capable will replace him.
"Don't rush." Julius Reed's lips curled slightly upward, "I'll send you down to accompany him."
As he spoke, his right hand grasped the sword hilt and he shouted loudly, "Duck!"
Lillian Tompson instinctively crouched down.
For centuries, she had developed a conditioned reflex.
If the Lord commanded her to duck, she would never stand.
Slash!
On the Sword from Hell, a pale blue nether fire burned!
