Immortal King

Chapter 72

Seeing this, the Shaw and Steele families were shocked!

"Fallen Devil, act quickly and kill him!" Zachary felt a foreboding sense of doom. 'If Drake's combat ability is this formidable, how powerful is Jack himself?'

The Fallen Devil was a thin old man who exuded a sinister aura. He darted towards Drake, aiming for his throat like a stealthy assassin.

"Filthy rat, get lost!" Drake shouted, and an overwhelming momentum burst from his body—a force honed through years of fighting alongside Jack on the battlefield!

The Fallen Devil's speed faltered under this terrifying pressure. In the next instant, Drake leapt forward and punched the Fallen Devil in the chest.

"Pfft!" Like Martial Master, the Fallen Devil spat out blood and crashed into the railing, unable to get up.

Zachary, Jerry, and the others were terrified, their faces pale, their legs trembling. They hadn't expected the two strongest fighters to be defeated with a single punch from Drake. And Jack hadn't even moved yet.

"Go, kill him!" Zachary shouted, his legs trembling. He ordered the henchmen behind him. The group of thugs brandished knives and axes as they rushed toward Drake.

Drake, with a disdainful smile, charged into the group, unleashing his violent physical skills. Every attack sent several fighters flying to the ground, blood spurting from their mouths! In less than a minute, Drake had defeated hundreds of fighters, leaving them writhing on the ground, screaming in pain.

Zachary, Jerry, and the others were so scared that their faces turn pale, their legs gave out beneath them.

"Run!" A member of the Shaw family shouted and turned to rush downstairs. The others tried to escape as well, but the first man who ran was kicked back.

At that moment, a disciplined combat squad in tight uniforms rushed upstairs, led by a beautiful, fierce-looking woman. She approached Jack, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "General, the 'Phoenix' of the Skyblade has been assembled. Please give us your instructions!"

The Phoenix was composed of forces beneath the ten great generals of Skyblade, with eleven such units in total. The primary reason for deploying the Phoenix was to protect Emily and Cindy, as all members of the Phoenix were women.

"General, we've contacted the city lord and had him encircle Martial Master and the Fallen Devil's troops. All their forces were wiped out three minutes ago!" the female captain reported to Jack.

Martial Master and the Fallen Devil turned pale. They couldn't believe what they were hearing. They called their trusted subordinates, but no one answered. 'How could this be possible?' They had collaborated with the City Lord in Wyndcrest several times. Why would he eliminate all their forces?

Suddenly, they remembered how the female general addressed Jack. 'General? Since when did the Federation have such a young general? Wasn't the only one General Steele? But he had already been declared dead...'

Martial Master and the others turned ashen. Jack Steele, General Steele! They had never considered such an obvious connection.

Jerry and his brothers shook their heads desperately in disbelief, their faces contorted. "No, it's impossible!"

Henry roared hysterically, trying to muster his courage.

"You're just a rat driven out of Wyndcrest. How could you be General Steele? It's a fake. You must be an imposter! The real General Steele is dead! How dare you pretend to be a general? You're asking for death!"

The others present didn't dare to say anything; the aura emanating from the soldiers of the Phoenix Battle Team was simply too terrifying. No elite troops on the battlefield had ever displayed such a bloodthirsty presence.

"Capture them all," Jack ordered. Ray was killed by them, and they all must die.

"Yes, General!" the Phoenix soldiers responded in unison.

Just as they were about to make an arrest, a furious roar suddenly sounded. "Let's see who dares!" Footsteps approached from the stairs.

Edward rushed up with a group of fully armed policemen, surrounding the Phoenix soldiers and Jack.

"Edward, how dare you show yourself in front of me?" Jack didn't care about the policemen pointing guns at him; he only stared at Edward.

Edward sneered with disdain. "I'm here! How dare you act so arrogantly!"

At this point, Henry was so scared his face turned pale as he shouted, "Dad, this guy might actually be General Steele!"

"Nonsense!" Edward scoffed loudly. "How could he be General Steele? I came here to expose his lies!"

Everyone was more inclined to believe Edward. If Jack were truly General Steele, how could these policemen dare to point their guns at him?

Then, a middle-aged man appeared at the door accompanied by several people. Jack turned his gaze and saw a familiar face—Zeke, Alan's secretary, by the man's side.

The moment the others saw the middle-aged man, they began discussing in shock.

"Isn't that Officer Adam of South State? He's one of the state government's favorite officers!"

"Yes, I've seen him on TV."

"Officer Adam has actually come here for such an important mission! He must be here to punish Jack!"

Everyone turned to look at Jack in shock.

Zeke added quickly, "Officer Adam, we found two documents on this man named Jack. He impersonated General Steele! Moreover, he privately established his own armed force and deceived the Lord of Wyndcrest into arresting all legal and illegal members of Wyndcrest. If we hadn't arrived in time, he would have executed all members of the Shaw and Steele families under the guise of General Steele!"

"This man is the real leader of the terrorists," Zeke shouted, pointing at Jack with a ferocious expression. "Such a terrorist should be executed on the spot!"

"Everyone, prepare to fire!" Zeke commanded loudly.

The group of policemen immediately raised their guns, aiming at Jack!