Even a so-called Transcendent Martial King could not withstand relentless firepower.

Lord Barbenheim was confident that his elite troops could handle one man with ease.

The soldiers waited for over two hours.

Finally, two figures appeared at the end of the empty street.

Dustin walked at a steady pace with his hands clasped behind his back. Behind him, Tyler carried a coffin over his shoulder.

“He’s finally here…” the personal army commander said and sneered.

He had been waiting