The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Whoever Blocks, Slays

Vermilion Bird was a Tier-two Warlord, while White Tiger and Black Tortoise were Tier-one Warlords. These were the results of the message Casey had sent to Azure Dragon and the others last time, informing them not to suppress their cultivation anymore and to break through freely. In fact, they could have broken through to become Warlords long ago, but they had been intentionally restraining themselves.

On the one hand, they didn't want to draw too much attention. By doing so, they could deceive the enemy nation and make potential enemies lower their guard. On the other hand, they wanted to break through the barrier to Warlord in the best possible state. That way, once they shattered the barrier, they would be able to directly advance to the mid-level of Warlord.

This was the strength of the Western Border Army-four legion commanders, along with Azure Dragon, were all Warlords. Looking at the other four major regions, none could compare.

"Thank you for your affirmation, Boss!" The three of them bowed simultaneously.

"It's been a while. How have you all been?" Stout greeted them with a grin.

"You dead fatso, sticking by Mr Gardner's side and getting him injured. When we get back from Tyren, I'll show you!" White Tiger glared at Stout fiercely.

"White Tiger, this isn't my fault. Who could have known that they would send waves of people after us?" Stout wore a look of grievance.

"Can you pay a little attention to me? If it wasn't for the Boss this time, you wouldn't have seen me again!"

"Go away. Stop acting pitiful. With you, who's as slippery as an eel, I'd have a hard time killing you!" Black Tortoise added.

"Come on, they had two advanced Warlords attacking me, if it weren't for not wanting to burden you all, I wouldn't have been able to hold on for this long." Stout pouted and continued, "Enough with this. I'm going to find a nurse to treat my injuries."

Stout ended the banter and left.

"Boss, are you sure about Casey and Azure Dragon being transferred to the eastern district?" inquired Black Tortoise.

"Yes," Billy nodded. "The eastern district is too weak. It needs to be reinforced."

"Boss, can you send me there too? There won't be much happening in the western border for at least the next ten years. It's boring to stay here. My sword is getting rusty!" White Tiger expressed his desire to move.

"Do you want to get ravaged?" Billy gave him a stern look.

"You know me. I can't go three days without a fight." White Tiger scratched his head.

"Well, you can spar with Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise!" Billy suggested.

"Vermilion Bird is too abnormal, I can't beat him, and Black Tortoise is too slippery, he never fights with me." He complained.

"You really want to fight that badly?" Billy paused for a moment, a thought crossing his mind.

"Of course! I miss the days when I was fighting alongside you." White Tiger said and grinned.

He didn't have many other hobbies; he was only interested in perfecting his martial skills.

"In that case, I'll send you to a place that will satisfy your desire for a fight!" Billy's lips curled up.

"Really?" White Tiger's eyes lit up. "Where?"

"Place of Darkness," Billy responded. "When you're there, as long as you have the strength to protect yourself, you can fight as much as you want."

Billy had been contemplating matters concerning Place of Darkness during this time. Rakshasa was still a bit weak; waiting for her to mature would take too long. He was worrying about the shortage of manpower on that side. Just now, after White Tiger's reminder, he immediately felt a sense of seeking far and near.