Chapter 1426


    Years ago, Adrian was a soldier serving under Zeke. He was a military genius, with untold potential


    ahead of him.


    But beneath the tactical genius, Zeke had found Adrian’s true personality to be unsavory and banished


    him from his forces.


    Ever since then, Adrian had nursed a grudge against Zeke for banishing him.


    Somewhere along the way, Adrian had fallen in with Chris ck of the Prince’s staff. Working together,


    Chris did everything in his power to ensure Adrian managed to sit on the position of the Director of Law


    Enforcement.


    And now, with a disheartened Zeke having fallen from grace and lost everything, a thriving Adrian


    decided it was more than time to gloat about his sess.


    Seeing Adrian’s arrival, Zeke snapped an impatient word. “Let’s cut straight to the point. The Dragon


    King Sword was bestowed upon me by the Supreme Leader. If you’re questioning about who’s the


    legitimate owner of the Dragon King Sword is, you’re questioning the decision of the Supreme Leader.”


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    Adrian shook his head. “You misunderstand me, Great Marshal. ording to thews enforced by our


    department, the Dragon King Sword is the symbol of the Great Marshal. Now that you’ve been stripped


    of the title, it wouldn’t be appropriate for you to carry the sword any longer. Please cooperate with us


    and hand over the sword.”


    Zeke smiled coldly, dignified as ever. “My stance remains the same. Julian Thisleton is not worthy of


    the title of Great Marshal.”


    “And that’s none of my concern,” Adrian shot back. “All I know is that Julian is now the acting Great


    Marshal and that thew is on his side. Zeke Williams, you will hand over the Dragon King Sword


    immediately or face the consequences.”


    Zeke sighed. “Tell me, how many benefits did Julian have to offer you to make you cover for him so


    unconditionally?”


    Clenching his fists, Adrian spat. “That’s a load of bullshit.”


    He narrowed his eyes. “I’m warning you, if you insist on being recalcitrant, you have only yourself to


    me for the result.”


    There was a chilling hiss of metal on leather as Adrian unsheathed his sword. Glittering coldly under


    the lights, the shining de inspired both fear and awe in the people who saw it.


    Instantly, the tension in the atmosphere tightened tenfold.


    The gathered crowd murmured in nervous voices, all of their worries were focused on Zeke, who was


    but an ordinary citizen like any of them, he was a normal man, and yet here he was, dead set on going


    toe to toe with both the new Great Marshal and Adrian Payne.


    They wondered what could have given him such limitless courage.


    It was at this moment that the air was suddenly split by a low rumble.


    The deep sound grew louder and louder until it shook the ground with the force of its vibrations, making


    the ears of everyone present ring painfully.


    Unable to withstand the quake, an ancient electric pole nearby toppled under the onught. As it broke


    into pieces,rge plumes of gray dust were kicked into the air.


    Coughing and wiping away dust from their faces, the crowd turned to look upwards.


    Tens of sonic fighter jets spontaneously appeared, circling in the air above the crowd at high speed.


    Their exhaust formed long trails as they flew by.


    Whispers of confusion raced through the crowd like wildfire. Why are the fighter jets here? Who are the


    fighter jets after?


    There were more than ten sonic fighter jets here. Whoever was masterminding this operation not only


    had deep pockets but extensive power as well.


    Wary of the sudden situation, Julian exchanged a questioning nce with Adrian, who shook his head


    curtly. The answer was clear. None of them had a hand in this fighter jet business.


    Before the crowd could truly recover from the shock of the fighter jets, the ground beneath their feet


    started to pitch and shake vigorously again.


    The loud, low rumble of high-powered engines could be hearding from the direction of the eastern


    street.


    It caught the crowd’s attention immediately and they saw rows upon rows of military trucks roaring


    down the street at speeds beyond a hundred miles an hour. The trucks stopped before the crowd,


    arranged in orderly formations.


    There were too many trucks to count. They spread as far as the eye could see, leaving one to imagine


    the sheer scale of this military.


    Once the trucks had stoppedpletely, swarms of soldiers flooded out of them, locking down the


    eastern street with unbelievable speed.


    The eastern street was nowpletely dominated by the soldiers. There were truly too many of them,


    a veritable sea of people as far as the eye could see. At the very least, a hundred thousand soldiers


    had just appeared out of nowhere.


    Standing tall and unafraid at the front of all the soldiers was their leader, Lone Wolf of the Alpha Suicide


    Squad.


    He jumped onto a nearby truck,nguidly surveying the scene below him.


    “Lone Wolf of the Alpha Suicide Squad reporting for duty,” he dered. “The Lone Elites are here to


    protect the Dragon King Sword!”


    The crowd rioted loudly in response, but the action was far from over.


    From the west, the sound of a thousand engines and numerous feet marching in sync could be heard.


    Once again, the crowd turned to look westwards as one.


    A hundred thousand soldiers had once again appeared at the western street, locking down as quickly


    as the eastern street had been.


    As imposing as a storm cloud blotting out a sunny sky, their momentum as they advanced forwards


    easily intimidated everyone present.


    Sole Wolf, the General North, was leading the charge.