Among the mercenaries, there was a soldier with a star on his shoulder and chestnut curly hair. He was the leader of this team.

He heard Hailey's mocking laughter. He stood up and wiped the blood from his mouth: "You are Gray and Hailey of the metal tide. I have heard of your names but I didn't think that the so-called experts would be so disgusting."

Although I, Kent, am just a squad leader of the Bhahntry gang and am not worth mentioning, I know what basic respect I have towards Legend rank experts!

Lord Lucifer is not someone who can be slandered by a mob of mercenaries like you. Even if he leaves us temporarily, he is still our G.o.d, the only faith we have!

With your little bit of strength, even we, the lowest level of warriors, can handle it. The strength of your Metal Tide, we, Barham, do not even place it in our eyes! "

"Haha, what arrogant words. If we didn't deliberately go easy on you, do you think you could still stand?" The man with the metal tide cursed.

Kent sneered, "Did you go easy on him? You've gone easy on us, and your faces are all bruised? "

Kent pointed to the broken gla.s.s on the floor. "Bottles are everywhere, so you guys are too slow. Why do you blame us for being faster than you?" No wonder even after so many years, the metal tide is only barely an A grade organization. It's really too much water.

Our Guild Leader said that only by admitting your inadequacies and failures can you achieve greater success.

"d.a.m.n it!" Sir Gray, Sir Helena! They're still humiliating us! "

"Kneel!?" Kent led a group of team members and said with his head held high and chest puffed, "Even Captain Asatzler cannot make us kneel down. We, Barhams, are only loyal to the great King of h.e.l.l!"

With that, Kent led his team and strode out of the bar, ready to leave.

"Out of the way!"

Kent was infuriated. He gathered a wave of innate energy and punched Gray in the heart.

Although there was a lack of change, in a real battlefield battle mix, change was not very useful. It was about a fight to the death, and when there was a chance, they would attack. If not, they would retreat!

"Bang!"

"Ahh!" Kent falls, the bone in his right hand scarred and unable to clench his fist.

Gray said disdainfully, "Do you really think that we, the Metal Tide, don't have anyone? Apologize to our metal craze and don't think of leaving. "

However, even if we, Barhams, were to die, we will not apologize to you despicable and filthy fellows! "

Just as he finished his sentence, a thunderous cheer came from outside, "Well said!"

A few of the strong warriors from the Barhampton Empire opened the path. Azzler, who was wearing a military uniform, and Asmuntis, who was wearing an old, dark green jacket, walked over.

When the crowd saw the two of them appear, they felt a strong pressure engulfing the entire area.

"Look, that's the Peninsula Warlord, the captain of the Bahadur group, Azzel!"

"This aura is really amazing. It makes people nervous just by looking at it. As expected of one of the twelve great devils of INFERNO that survived the holy war!"

"Hey, hey!" Look at the one beside him, could that person be the number one a.s.sa.s.sin in the entire world, Asmontes?! "

"The president of Baffodil Daydream!? How rare, he even came!? "

"My G.o.d, is this INFERNO being reorganized? Are they going to separate this time, or are they going to partic.i.p.ate in the Sit Convention together? "

The crowd broke out into a discussion, but Azazel and Asmuntis ignored it.

Azazel walked up to Gray and Helena, looked at Kent and the others, and asked, "How are your injuries?"

"En." Aziz nodded and said to Gray, "You hurt my person. Which hand did you use? Break it yourself."

Gray narrowed his eyes and grinned, "Leader Azazel, I respect you. You are a strong warrior who has been famous since the time of OD-ONES, but you do not have the qualifications to order me to do anything.

Our Metal Tide is an A grade organization like you, Barhent. Shouldn't you guys first figure out what's the cause of this? "" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Helena sneered, "This is not the Arabian Peninsula. You, as the Ares of the Peninsula, cannot cover the sky with one hand. "Gray, let's go. The captain is still waiting for us."

Gray nodded and said to the members of the metal tide: "Let's go!"

But Azazel's mountain-like body was already in front of Gray and Helena.

Gray and Hailey looked at each other and subconsciously took two steps back.

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