Obviously, even a badass, well-equipped army might be able to hold off a grandmaster, but when a Void Realm big-shot shows up? Forget it—they’re absolutely unstoppable.
What’s a Void Realm master? We’re talking pillars of the nation, war freaks who can flip a battlefield in a heartbeat. No matter how elite your troops are, toss a Void Realm expert into the mix and you’re toast—unless you’ve got missile-grade superweapons, normal ground forces don’t stand a chance.
“Die, you bastard! Gabriel Xue, today’s your funeral!” Mitsuo Mitsui didn’t hesitate for a second—he unleashed another Void Realm slash, and in the blink of an eye, over a hundred elite special ops guys were sliced clean in half, blood spraying everywhere.
“Brothers!” Gabriel Xue’s heart nearly exploded. These were his ride-or-die comrades, his real brothers-in-arms, and now they were butchered right in front of him—like someone had stabbed him straight through the heart.
“Commander, get out—now!” The bodyguards scrambled to haul Gabriel Xue away, knowing full well nobody could stand up to a Void Realm monster.
“Trying to run at a time like this? Keep dreaming!” Mitsuo Mitsui sneered, then threw a punch straight at Gabriel Xue, cold as death.
“Protect the Commander!” Every bodyguard was a hardcore tough guy, loyal to Gabriel Xue to the bone.
Seeing Mitsuo Mitsui go for the kill, seven or eight guards didn’t hesitate—they threw themselves right behind Gabriel Xue, ready to take the hit.
Bang! Bang! Bang!—
Gabriel Xue heard the sickening burst of flesh and bone behind him—every single one of his brothers laid down their lives for him.