Chapter 442 Let’s Destroy WSF

The shouts of forty elite special forces from Londraland echoed through the primitive jungle of Witcord Peak in Mount Ammo.

This surge of fury, spewing the blood of Londraland soldiers, incinerated all the fluke and hope of the invaders to nothing!

A blood debt must be paid in blood!

Stirring the passionate enthusiasm of every Londraland special forces elite present.

What humanity, what rules, what benevolence.

The maxims of these saints were bullshit to the brutal invaders!

The legacy left by our ancestors, how could we allow others to trample on it!

Those who dared to slaughter my brethren, I made sure their blood was splattered within five steps!

This was the iron–blooded mission every Londraland soldier should have

had!

Amid the passionate shouts of dozens of special forces elites, Ignacio commanded, “Dragon Soul, LSF, listen up! About face! Target is 100 meters outside the jungle, stand by fully equipped!”

“Yes!”

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and powerful sound of footsteps gradually faded away towards the outside of the forest.

the situation before them and immediately understood.

forces elites from Londraland were preparing to make their move against

realized that the soldiers of Londraland were

experiencing the fear of imminent death for the first time.

didn’t have

just for the sake

Londraland. military advocated for treating

never could have imagined.

special forces, full of wolf–like ferocity, had such ruthless methods.

to complain to the

Go complain to the god of death!” Robin pursed

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Let’s

the six special forces members who had

the photos, I have questions for

what should you do?

general, kill them, avenge our fallen comrades!” The eyes of the six Warwolf Special Forces members

hatred.

two black–clad assassins towards an open space

coldly pointed at the assault rifles in their hands, “How could you use

warriors

and others also did not understand

“To kill such beasts, one should use

members of the Warwolf Special Forces immediately drew their military daggers, stabbing two black–clad

last black–clad assassin, looking at the gruesome scene before him, knew he wouldn’t meet a good end and contemplated biting his

Lers

Dagger and stabbed it into the mouth

in black were knocked

in pain!

up! Whose orders did you follow to invade Londraland

black shook his

the ankle of this black–clad assassin.

suffocating jungle, the sound of breaking bones and miserable howls echoed.

my family is

you dared to come,

agony. “They will all

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