Chapter - 3066

King of Dragons resided within Zeke's body, prompting him to hasten his departure.

"Help... Help..."

Upon reaching the entrance of the cave, a faint cry for help could be heard.

Zeke turned towards the sound, only to discover that the one calling for help was indeed Zyreth.

Zyreth was already flattened into a "meat pancake" by this overwhelming pressure, his body tightly pressed against the ground, no longer maintaining a human shape.

However, those from Netherworld weren't really living creature. Despite his current state, he still retained consciousness, and able to speak and move.

The dark aura around him has already become quite faint, on the verge of disappearing at any moment.

After a moment of contemplation, Zeke decided to infuse him with some spiritual energy, helping to boost his vital energy.

This guy will surely come in handy sooner or later.

Eurasia Arena.

The new Great Marshal continued to exert his overwhelming power, suppressing Sole Wolf and his gang.

Their bones were nearly crushed to dust, blood flowed from every orifice, and their skin was split open. They were drenched in their own blood.

They looked no different from a "blood man".

They had reached the end of their lives, death could come at any moment.

Even so, they did not beg for mercy, nor did they show any signs of admitting defeat.

Petalblade scoffed, "Hmph, are you still planning to keep on struggling?"

"Even gold cannot buy a prodigal who has turned over a new leaf. I can offer you a chance to start anew."

With gritted teeth, Sole Wolf spoke, pausing after every few words, "If you want us to surrender, fine... but... but... you have to call me 'Dad' first."

D*mn!

Petalblade was livid.

Ezra also advised, "Hey, you guys are really stubborn. I truly regret bringing all of you out back then."

"The new Great Marshall can now bring peace and wealth to Eurasia. He is the rightful martial lineage of Eurasia, and the hope of the people."

"You refuse to surrender to the new Great Marshal because you want to rebel against Eurasia and its people?"

"If that's the case, then you simply cannot stay."

Looking at the crowd, Haydn said, "Everyone, I am open to your suggestions."

However, the pawns he had arranged earlier began to shout loudly, “Kill them, kill them!"

"We absolutely will not tolerate traitors in Eurasia!"

"Those who do not support the new Great Marshal are against the people, and they must be eliminated for the greater good!"

With that, Haydn declared, “Alright, then I will respect the will of the people!"

"Just die, traitors!"

Once he finished speaking, Haydn suddenly exerted a bit more pressure.

Snap! Snap!

The sound of bones breaking echoed. continuously.

Boom!

The overwhelming force of the new Great Marshal was so formidable. It even crushed the arena, sinking it into the ground.

Sole Wolf and his gang were also buried in the ruins.

The onlookers watched with tingling scalps, their blood boiling with excitement.

He is so powerful!

The new Great Marshal is truly powerful!

With just the force emanating from his body, he managed to collapse the entire ring.

If he were to take action himself, wouldn't he be able to shatter the heavens and obliterate the earth in an instant?

Cough, cough!

Alfred coughed, blood spilling from his mouth.

He had reached the end of his life, unable to go on any longer.

Sole Wolf's eyes bled as he painstakingly crawled towards Alfred, step by step.

With every movement he made, the flesh on his body fell off like fish scales.

But he still climbed towards the old man without hesitation, wanting to alleviate his burden.

Alfred strained to blink at Sole Wolf. "Don't... don't come any closer. I... I'm old... not worth... not worth saving...””

Sole Wolf said, "You can't die! Without Zeke's command... no one is allowed to die!"

"We... we still haven't found Zeke. If you die... it's like you're betraying him!”

"Screw you!" Alfred mustered all his strength and cursed, "Today... I... I will show you... how loyal I am to Mr. Williams!"

"Even if I were to fall into the eighteenth layer of hell, I would never betray Mr. Williams!"

Once he finished speaking, Alfred found some unknown source of strength and suddenly crawled towards Petalblade and tightly clung to his leg.

"We are going to die together!" Alfred roared, then fiercely slapped his chest, ready to detonate his life force.

D*mn it!

Petalblade was taken aback, and with a swift kick, he attempted to send Alfred flying,