Among the mercenaries of Bahamut, a warrior with a star on his shoulder and curly chestnut-colored hair was the captain of this team.
Hearing Helena's ridicule, he stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You must be Gray and Helena from the metal tide. I've heard of your names, but I didn't expect the so-called experts to be so disgusting.
Although I, Kent, am only a small captain in Bahamut and am not worth mentioning, I still know what basic respect is for a Legend rank expert!
Lord Lucifer is not someone that you mercenaries can casually slander. Even if he temporarily leaves us, he is still our god, the only faith of our Bahamut!
If you have the guts, then declare war on us, Bahamut, in an open and aboveboard manner! There are twelve of you here, fighting against seven of us, and I don't see any advantage for you.
With your little bit of strength, we, the lowest level of warriors, can handle it. We, Bahamut, do not even put the strength of your metal tide in our eyes! "
"Haha, what arrogant words. If we didn't deliberately go easy on you, do you think you would still be standing?" The people from the metal tide scolded.
Kent sneered, "Did you guys go easy? If you go easy on me, all of you will still have bruises on your faces? "
"You …" That's because you cheated. We are bare-handed, but you are holding weapons!
"Kent pointed at the broken glass on the ground," There are wine bottles everywhere. You guys are slow to react, and you blame us for being faster than you? 'No wonder your Metal Tide is barely an A-class organization after so many years. You're really overrated.'
Our Guild Leader said that only by admitting your own shortcomings and failures can you achieve higher achievements. You guys can't afford to lose after being beaten up? "
"Damn it!" Officer Gray, Officer Helena! They are still humiliating us!
"Gray frowned and said," Your name is Kent, right? What you said just now offended all of our brothers in the metal tide. You must kneel down and apologize to us, otherwise … "" Don't blame us for not giving Captain Aziz face. "
"Kneel!?" Kent led a group of team members and said with their heads held high, "Even Captain Aziz can't make us kneel. We, Bahamut, are only loyal to the great King of Hell!"
With that, Kent led the members of Bahamut and strode out of the bar, preparing to leave.
Gray immediately stood in front of Kent and said with a sullen face, "If you don't kneel and apologize, don't even think about leaving."
"Out of the way!!"
Kent was furious. He gathered his Innate Qi and threw a punch at Gray's heart.
Bahamut's battle techniques were all focused on killing on the battlefield, so they were all simple and crude. Although they lacked variation, in a real chaotic battle, variation was not very useful. It was all about life and death. If there was an opportunity, they would attack, and if it was not possible, they would retreat!
Gray snorted coldly. He also clenched his fist and punched towards Kent's fist.
"Bang!"
Gray was a Body Refinement Martial Artist and could barely be considered a great expert. This True Spirit Qi condensed fist made Kent's fist tremble!
"Ugh!" Kent's body collapsed. The bones in his right hand had been injured, and he could no longer clench his fist.
The crowd outside the tavern sighed. They all felt that Kent had overestimated himself. They were indeed not on the same level.
Gray said disdainfully, "Do you really think that there is no one in our metal tide? If you don't apologize to our metal tide, don't even think about leaving. "
Kent was helped up by two of his team members. He coldly snorted and said, "A great expert of the Body Refinement Stage, beating up a small captain like me can be considered as having thick skin.
But even if we, Bahamut, die, we will not apologize to you despicable and dirty fellows! "
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous cheer came from outside, "Well said!"
After this loud roar, the crowd was pushed aside.
A few strong warriors of Bahamut opened the way. Azzle, who was wearing a military jacket, and Asmuntis, who was wearing an old dark green jacket, walked in from outside.
When the crowd saw the two of them appear, they felt a powerful pressure covering everyone.
No one dared to speak loudly. They were almost all communicating with each other in a low voice …
"Look, that's the Peninsula War God, the leader of Bahamut, Azzle!"
"This aura is really amazing. It makes people nervous just looking at it. As expected of one of the twelve great demons of INFERNO who survived the Holy War!"
"Hey hey!" Look at the person beside him. Could that person be the world's number one assassin, Asmuntis?!
"The president of Baphomet!? It's too rare to see him. He's here too!?
"" Oh my god, is INFERNO going to reorganize? Are they going to participate separately this time, or are they going to participate in the Sai Te Conference together? "
"It shouldn't be, Lucifer is still missing, and it's only natural that Bahemut and Baphomet are here to participate …"
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, but Azzle and Asmuntis did not pay any attention to this.
Azzle walked in front of Gray and Helena, looked at Kent and the others, and asked, "How are your injuries?"
When Kent and the rest of the team saw that the Guild Leader had arrived, their hearts calmed down. They all nodded and said, "Reporting to the Guild Leader, it's just a small injury!"
"En." Azzle nodded and said to Gray, "You injured my man. Which hand did you use? Break it yourself."
When these words were spoken, it was as if Gray had already been sentenced to death, and he could no longer resist.
Gray narrowed his eyes and grinned, "Guild Leader Azzle, I respect you. You are a famous expert from the OLD-ONES era, but you do not have the qualifications to order me to do anything.
Our Metal Tide is an A rank organization just like your Bahamut. Shouldn't you first figure out what the cause of this matter is? "
"No need." Azzle said, "Our brothers of Bahamut never do anything wrong, because they know very well what the consequences of doing something wrong and discrediting Bahamut are."
Helena sneered, "This is not the Arapo Peninsula. You, the Peninsula War God, cannot cover the sky with one hand. Gray, let's go. The Guild Leader is still waiting for us. "
Gray nodded and said to the members of the metal tide, "Let's go!"
With a single order, the people of the metal tide planned to retreat.
However, Azzle's hill-like body was already in front of Gray and Helena.
"Break your hand, or die here, choose one." Azzle's eyes seemed to burn with the flames of hell, and his killing intent had already filled the entire bar.
After exchanging glances with Helena, Gray subconsciously took two steps back.
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