The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197 Striking the Heart of the Enemies

"Hmm!?" Lincoln Romero was slightly taken aback when he heard Billy's words. "You guys are from Glavale?"

"Hand over the person!" Casey said in a low voice.

Lincoln Romero snorted coldly. "You Glavale people are getting more and more arrogant. Just three of you want to come to Oriana for someone! Do you think that Oriana has no one left?"

"Enough talk, die!" Casey responded coldly.

"I've heard that everyone from Glavale is a martial arts genius. Let me learn something today!" Lincoln Romero shouted angrily as his aura burst forth, causing all the men in Dao robes behind him to be blown away.

"Take this palm strike from me!" Then, with a deep voice, he used all his strength to strike at Casey with his palm.

Casey took two steps forward and flicked his wrist, sending out a sharp blade energy towards Lincoln Romero's attack.

Upon sensing the power of Casey's attack, Lincoln Romero's pupils shrank in shock. It was only then that he realized that he had greatly underestimated Casey's strength.

Without much time to think about it, he quickly withdrew his move and crossed both arms in front of him while using all his chi to form a defensive shield around himself in an attempt to block this blade energy attack. However, he was unable to withstand such an attack from someone who was two levels higher than him.

After the blade's edge passed, Lincoln Romero's two palms fell to the ground, and at the same time, a line of blood appeared across his chest. A massive amount of fresh blood gushed out.

"Ah..." Lincoln Romero cried out in pain, sliding at high speed for forty to fifty meters before coming to a stop. Right after, his legs went limp and he knelt down directly, his entire body sagging like a deflated balloon. His eyes were filled with utter despair.

He himself was even stunned by the fact that he failed to withstand Casey's blade as a Warlord. Moreover, he could feel that Casey had shown mercy, otherwise he would have already lost his breath now.

'Are all of Glavale's warriors this strong?' Lincoln Romero couldn't help but wonder.

"Elder Romero!" One hundred men in Daoist robes shouted in unison.

"Can you hand him over now?" Billy spoke again, his tone casual, "If I don't see Lance Glisson within a minute, I'll slaughter your entire sect."

"You bastards, daring to harm our leader, I'll fight you to the end!"

The hundred men roared, raising their hands and charging towards Billy and his group.

"Stop!" Lincoln Romero shouted hysterically, "You are not their match, don't go up and die!"

Before his words had even settled, Casey had already cleaved forty of them at least in half with a single stroke.

"STOP IT, STOP!" Lincoln Romero shouted again.

This time, he didn't even need to shout. The remaining people turned pale and trembled as they retreated to their original positions. Casey's skills had filled them with despair. He was on a completely different level than them, and in his hands, they were nothing more than insects.

"Where is he?" Billy looked at Lincoln Romero.

"I... I already handed him over to the war department... he should have been taken to the military camp by now..." Lincoln Romero spoke with difficulty.

"Hmm!?" A wave of anger emanated from Billy, "Where exactly?"

"At... the headquarters base outside the capital city..." Lincoln Romero responded again.

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp gust of wind swept out from Billy's hand like a blade. In the next moment, Lincoln Romero's head flew up into the air with an extremely unwilling expression on his face.

As one of Oriana's few Warlords, Lincoln Romero held a high status and position in Oriana. He had been looking forward to a promising future, but little did he know it would all end just like that, in his untimely death.

"Elder Romero!!!"

Fifty disciples in Daoist robes cried out in pain, their faces filled with despair.