Chapter - 3126

The prime minister's manor was filled with strong warriors, yet no matter how powerful they were, they seemed as weak as ants in the face of Zeke's energy as they were indiscriminately blown away.

Zeke was Sun and Moon Class, so how could he be compared to a group of people below Celestial Class?

Zeke casually strolled into the room of the prime minister.

The guards had learned their lesson this time. They dared not to attack recklessly. Instead, they fortified the exterior, setting up a foolproof trap, ready to trap Zeke within.

"Notify Mr. Xenos and Mr. Felix immediately. Ask them to return and take control of the situation."

"Yes!"

Zeke searched in the prime minister's room and quickly found a safe.

The safe was made of a light and impossibly strong metal. Not even Celestial Class warriors could open it.

However, Zeke was not in the Celestial Class but in the Sun and Moon Class.

He effortlessly opened the safe.

Inside the safe was a thick stack of documents.

He glanced over the stack, where names, contact information, and respective positions were listed.

This must be the information of the spies from Netherworld planted among the humans.

Zeke shouted, "Nightingale Squad, show yourselves."

Outside the door, amidst the crowd surrounding Zeke, a young soldier suddenly rushed forward. He leaped through the window and knelt before Zeke.

"Master, Nightingale Thirty here."

Nightingale Squad members were everywhere, even within the enemy's camp.

Zeke said, "Hand this list over to the Hundred Thousand Troops of Alpha Suicide Squad. The Hundred Thousand Troops need to enter the city immediately and apprehend the spies. Permission granted to execute first and report later!"

Thirty couldn't help but shudder all over.

The Hundred Thousand Troops of Alpha Suicide Squad was the very force that once marched with the Great Marshal to wage war against the armies of eight nations. They were unstoppable, slaying all powerful individuals in their way-an invincible presence.

Since the last resounding victory against the eight nations, the Hundred Thousand Troops had remained stationary for several years.

With their movement once again, a storm of blood and carnage sweeping across the vast lands of Eurasia was imminent.

However, this was not something Thirty should be concerned about.

The duty of Nightingale Squad was to obey their master's commands.

He held the list in his hand, hastily departing.

Zeke searched the room once again but didn't find anything else of value.

He walked out of the room, ready to leave.

Before his death, the prime minister urged him to take good care of his daughter. Zeke decided to ensure his daughter was taken care of.

Outside the door, the guards blocked the way out so securely that nothing could pass through.

Unfazed, Zeke strode forward with his head held high.

The thousands of guards were intimidated by Zeke as they continuously retreated.

They were terrified by the ferocity Zeke was displaying.

Just as they were about to leave the prime minister's manor, a furious roar suddenly echoed from the crowd. "Everyone, stop right there!"

The guards, who were just feeling desperate and helpless, perked up upon hearing this voice, instantly gaining a sense of direction and spirit.

A middle-aged man emerged from the crowd.

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at Zeke and said, "You audacious rogue! Trespassing into the prime minister's manor is punishable by death! I advise you to surrender peacefully. Otherwise, I will report you to the president and let him decide your fate. You probably wouldn't want to make a big deal out of this either."

Zeke asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man replied, “I am the second son of the prime minister, Felix Xenos!"

Smack!

Unexpectedly, Zeke "teleported” next to the middle-aged man and, without any hesitation, slapped him.

This slap left the other person's face red and swollen.

Felix was dumbfounded.

No matter how much he thought about it, he never imagined that the other party would slap him without a word.

D*mn it! D*mn it!

He found this outrageous! After all, he was the son of the prime minister. Being humiliated in front of his subordinates left his dignity and reputation in shambles!

How was he supposed to lead the group in the future?

Felix gritted his teeth. "Kill him. Kill him for me. Act now."

Although the guards were afraid of Zeke, they dared not disobey their master's orders.

They slowly approached Zeke, gradually closing in on him.

Felix cursed angrily, "D*mn you all, do it now!"

The guards bit the bullet and charged forward.

However, before they could get close to Zeke, they were blown away by the energy he released.