The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge

Chapter 43

Zayn couldn’t believe what he was seeing before his eyes.

He watched as the bullet he fired was effortlessly caught between Gavin’s two fingers.

The bullet had lost all its momentum after it was shot from the gun.

Gavin held the bullet as easily as if he was picking up a peanut with his fingers.

At this moment, he looked at Zayn, who was trembling with a pale face and a fierce expression. It was as if he were watching a clown.

His gaze seemed to be saying to Zayn, “Are you ready?”

Indeed, Zayn was ready to accept defeat.

With a clatter, the handgun in his hand fell to the ground.

Zayn now understood the insurmountable difference in strength between them.

Gavin gazed at Zayn and spoke slowly, “I have only one question for you, Who ordered the massacre of my Clifford family?”

Yes. Gavin’s top priority at the moment was to find the mastermind behind the destruction of his family.

Upon hearing Gavin’s question, Zayn’s face contorted into a bitter smile.

Then, he shouted hoarsely, “No one ordered us!

“Blame it on your Clifford family. They all deserve to die. They’re not worthy of living in this world!”

He continued, “You can kill me! After all, my son has already been killed by you. And now, you’re killing me too. My Holman family will never let you off! The Holman family will want you dead more miserable than all the vermin of the Clifford family!”

Hearing this, Gavin’s emotions were no longer stirred.

He said in a calm tone. Then go die. Rest assured, all the members of your Holman family will soon join you.”

With these words, Gavin clenched his fist with one hand and struck toward Zayn’s head.

“Stop it!”

Just at that moment, a furious shout echoed through the forest. The voice was so powerful that even the trees in the forest

trembled.

However, could a loud voice alone stop Gavin’s action?

With a light sound, Zayn’s head was instantly crushed like a watermelon.

At the very moment of Zayn’s death….

Boom! A figure landed heavily about 30 feet away from Gavin.

It was a middle-aged man who appeared to be about the same age as Zayn.

that looked like a

whose head had exploded, this man’s eyes were filled with rage. He

you kill him in front of me?”

was this man saying?

furious man standing

asked, “Who are you? Are

man snorted coldly and shouted loudly at Gavin.

know

am Dexter Dunlap, the Southland Overlord’s trusted subordinate. I am the commander of the

closest friend. How dare you kill him in front of me? Are you prepared to

Southland Overlord and

vaguely recalled having crossed paths with this Southland Overlord ten years

the entire

figure in Rivernun,

majority of individuals in Riverrun.

the commander of the Brookspring Battlefield himself

himself were here, Gavin would

with a hint of

not a single one of your warriors is here. Where are the warriors. of the Brookspring Battlefield?”

on Dexter’s face, as if

there’s no need for our warriors

Dexter looked at Gavin from

spoke slowly, “Although I haven’t met you, I’ve heard of you.

from the Frostpeak Dark

are indeed formidable, but they are merely for dealing with ordinary

the other hand, I am an expert warrior! The ordinary warrior or even your Frostpeak Dark Warriors. will

eyes, you’re nothing more than a rat that

Expert warrior?

heard this title, a hint

it had been about twenty years since he had attained the status

were divided into

low-level

Gavin

for high-level warriors, it was divided into four levels. They were divine rank, celestial

rank!

rank was the lowest, while

a low-level warrior, not all warriors could ascend to the status of an expert warrior.

immense power in a

a family, they could become the chief

expert warriors were incredibly formidable.

likely the reason

Gavin, who remained silent. A proud smile appeared on his

“What? You’re only a low-level waste! Are you scared

too late! You know you’ll be

“I’ll tell you, I won’t kill you. I’m going to

your fate!”

Gavin still showed

said, “You won’t kill me? But I

Dexter burst into laughter as if he had heard the

can a stinking idiot like you can

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