Chapter 406

"Can anyone explain where these nearly one hundred powerful black-clad fighters came from?" "Does Fang have such forces under his command?" "Or, for that matter, does anyone in all of Eastland have people like this?" No one responded. The fighters seemed to have appeared out of thin air, like warriors sent from the heavens. Their origin was a complete mystery. Just then, a subordinate burst into the room, his face pale with fear. "Gregory, our forces in the northwest have been defeated. The enemy… The enemy…" Feeling a surge of irritation, Gregory barked, "The enemy what? Another 30 mysterious, powerful fighters?" The subordinate quickly shook his head. "No, not 30. Just one! "A single person, cloaked entirely in black, tore through our forces alone. Nearly no one survived the scene—it's like a living nightmare!" The air in the room grew heavy, the tension palpable. Everyone's brows furrowed deeply. "One person defeated nearly 100 of our men? Are you sure?" Gregory pressed fo