Warlord

The attack began without warning, and a shard of grenade was thrown into the crowd in the square.

Before the excited men could react, the sound of the explosion drowned out the roar of the man.

Twenty-five shards shot out in all four directions. Tens of people were instantly killed by the shockwave.

Four or five of them had their heads and their chests embedded in pieces, so much so that they died on the spot.

The voice in the central square was silenced immediately. Camber, who was making a speech on the improvised stage, suddenly had a bad momentum and immediately jumped down from the stage.

As soon as the adventurer left the stage, a few more shrapnel were thrown in, followed by the roars of the automatic machine gun.

The explosion of grenades and the hot flow of metal made people realize what had happened, but many of them had already fallen.

Cumberg hurriedly retreated under the protection of the arctic fox mercenaries. The adventurer merchant shouted at the top of his lungs, “Take it away!”

“I’m afraid not, sir.”