Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1454

The atmosphere grew tense to the point that was beyond Thierry’s control.

Well, here we are.

“Come and get me, then.” Levi smirked.

After the battle at Mount Drago, his mental strength and martial skills had grown exponentially.

“Kill him!” The men shrieked, their voices echoed over Lake Westia like a maddened warcry.

“By the name of the Four Great Families, Levi Garrison is hereby sentenced to death!” Albus roared.

Having been denied it for so long, he was anxious for vengeance to be exacted.

At that point, Dragonus stepped forward. “Brothers, may I speak?”

“Speak, Dragonus! You have earned the right to as the fearsome and loyal warrior you are. With the famed power of your fists, you are a talent from Eastford that appears once every hundred years. I am unashamed of the fact that not a single youth from Frostford can contend with you.” Albus was generous with his praise for the young warrior.

“He is a fighter with skills beyond his age,” Lesale added in admiration. “I have met masters who have lived beyond two centuries who are still no match for Dragonus.”

“The most astounding ability of his is to survive for up to a month underwater! It was with this skill that he had developed agility and strength that is unattainable by any mere mortal.”

Though the Eastford camp remained reticent, Dragonus’ skill was common knowledge.

If it were not so, the Great Family of Eastford would not have sent him as one of their representatives.

It was clear that he was being groomed to take over as the next leader of Eastford.

As a result, praise upon praise had been showered upon Dragonus.

He definitely had the right to speak his mind.

Dragonus brimmed with confidence from the faith shown to him by the Great Families.

“I would like to nominate myself to be the one to claim Levi’s head to avenge all of our fallen brothers in his hand!”

Thierry could do nothing but sigh resignedly.

Violence as a means to a resolution was the one that he had been looking forward to the least.

Dragonus approached Levi slowly.

“Any last words?” he jeered at the latter.

Levi knew that Dragonus’ skill was unmatched by any of his peers. He had even admitted to himself that he, Levi, was no exception.

Without warning, Dragonus launched himself toward Levi with the force of a cannon.

Before he had the chance to land a blow, a sickening crunch sounded followed by the grotesque image of Dragonus’ skull caving inward.

It was over before it had begun. The lingering echo of bones being crushed sounded deafening in the ensuing silence like the reverberation of cannon fire.

Thud! Dragonus fell onto the floor in a heap and moved no more.

The prodigious talent of the century had been extinguished by a single punch to the temple.

“Next!” Levi called.

What clean technique and overwhelming power! The crowd was shocked at the extraordinary spectacle.

With one of their greatest warriors so easily defeated before their eyes, the Four Great Families did not even draw breath with fright.

Dragonus was not able to even withstand a single punch.

How terrifying!

His death had come so swiftly that he did not have the time to register surprise. The part of his face that was not bent out of shape from his fractured skull remained contorted with rage.

With a single strike, Levi had obliterated Dragonus.

He threw a furious glare at the party of Eastford.

Even Albus had his jaw hanging open in shock.

The talent of a lifetime had his life extinguished just like that!

How powerful!

How impossibly powerful!

Dragonus’ skill had surpassed even Great Grandmasters. Yet he had succumbed to just one strike.

“You…” The petrified attention of the crowd was fixated on Levi.

“Come on, all together!” Levi beckoned at the crowd with his index finger.

His lighthearted contempt for the Four Great Families had stoked their ire.

“You asked for it!” Albus shrieked. “Kill him!”

In an instant, the elite warriors from the remaining three Great Families made a dash toward Levi.

Prepare Frostbringer! I will slit his throat myself!” Albus ordered.

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