Chapter 1919 - 1917: No Rules
An 84-Star Ranked expert leading two 69-Star Rank individuals arrived, followed by a group of more than 50-Star Rank individuals!
Upon learning of this situation, Peter Brown felt a significant pressure mounting. Such a war formation was no ordinary formation; it was intended to restrict his movements, forcing him to fight a direct confrontation by the rules. How wishful!
Peter simply did not play by these conventions. Having witnessed too much in the Lower Realm, if he really restrained himself by the rules, he would be the one to perish.
"Your Highness, these rules for direct combat have long existed and are monitored by various sects. Anyone who violates them will be collectively attacked."
Sam Collins was also gravely concerned; they all knew how terrifying the aftermath of such a challenge letter could be.
"Alright, don’t get involved in this matter. It’s not something you can meddle in. I will face the challenge myself!"
Peter looked at his subordinates and could only sigh. He was indeed speechless about their strength; his current subordinates were not really capable of handling things. These generals might be useful in battles between Divine Nations, but in a sect-based combat, no matter how many participated, they would be ineffective.
At this moment, Jett Johnson and others could only offer a bitter smile, knowing they really couldn’t help Peter.
Xander Army said, "Your Highness, no one dares to violate the rules of direct combat in the sect. Whoever violates them will be surrounded and attacked. Don’t you wish to comply?"
After looking at everyone, Peter retorted, "Would adhering to their rules prevent me from being surrounded and attacked? Fighting them face-to-face, do you think I’m foolish?"
Everyone laughed bitterly at his remarks, realizing that no matter which method Peter employed, the enemy had only one intention — to eliminate him.