Kingsley was Volk the Mighty, and he had been on the battlefield for a long time.
He quickly recovered from his shock and immediately ordered his men to form a barrier to withstand the Eighteen Riders of the North.
At the same time, he turned toward Nathan with deadly intent.
He decided that by taking down the latter, his men and powerful knights would halt the attacks and surrender immediately.
Kingsley sneered, "Your men are good fighters, it's no wonder you could fight against Mr. Barton. It's a pity you met me. Your time has come!"
As soon as Kingsley finished his words, a loud boom sounded from beneath him. The ground shook and collapsed from beneath his feet.
He shot toward Nathan Cross like a cannonball.
Zizan and his men watched in awe at the extraordinary strength of Volk the Mighty.
Nathan watched as Kingsley charged toward him. His lips curled with a smile.
In anger, Kingsley threw his signature punch.
With his raised fist, there was a sharp piercing sound from the force of his punch.
Zizan couldn't help but exclaimed, "What an amazing punch! That is indeed the power of Volk the Mighty."
Just then, Nathan also made his move.
He took a step forward and threw a powerful punch with his raised fist.
Kingsley Ruane felt the wind from the punch and he was stupefied instantly.
He yelled in fright. Gathering all his might and increasing the speed of his fist, he headed toward Nathan.
Boom!
Both of their fists collided and then there was a loud thunderous sound.
Kingsley felt a powerful force from Nathan's fist.
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