However, in Adrian's eyes, these people were merely the next targets he needed to defeat. He had spent so much time preparing specifically to draw them in. Now, the enemy had finally arrived.

The army lined up in front of the village, and a tall, muscular middle-aged man stepped forward, standing with his hands behind his back. He looked up at Adrian, who stood on high ground.

Adrian's gaze fixed on him, and their eyes met in a cold standoff. The man soon broke the silence and said, "You must be Adrian. If you're brave enough, come down here! Hiding up there doesn't make you a hero!"

Adrian merely smirked coldly. "I called for Kayden. Are you Kayden? I heard he's an old man in his sixties. When did he regain his youth?"

Adrian’s words dripped with sarcasm, but the man did not take him seriously. He snorted and replied, "Kid, someone like you isn't qualified to meet my leader. Today, I'll deal with you myself." Pulling out a large machete, he pointed it menacingly at Adrian.

Adrian