Alle Kapitel von Living With My Lady Boss: Kapitel 1311 – Kapitel 1320

However, a long sword had already appeared in Cameron's grasp as he pounced forward, shouting, "I don't have the time to worry about that anymore!" Dawson gritted his teeth at the sight, channeling a spear before following after him. The Teryan soldiers saw this and began firing at the two men at once. However, Cameron and Dawson were both at peak Ambience level and thus pretty skilled. Cameron swung his sword outwards while running wildly. The sword aura came whistling over, slicing the rifles and soldiers on one of the vehicles clean in half. Dawson let out a roar, hurling the spear out of his grasp. It struck one of the rifles on another vehicle, crushing the weapon as well as exploding the soldier wielding it. The remaining vehicle saw that things were not looking good and turned sharply to flee at once. The other two cars were about to turn back as well, but Cameron and Dawson had already arrived at the border. Cameron let out a cry, slicing the vehicle nearest

Cameron let out a loud cry, meeting the warrior's sword with his own. A deafening sound rang through the air as Cameron's sword was crushed in a second. He was sent flying from the impact, landing heavily against one of the trucks and leaving a deep dent. Blood trickled out of the corner of Cameron's mouth, and he widened his eyes in shock. The power of the holy warrior was terrifying, and clearly on a higher level than Cameron was on. Just then, the warrior took one big stride over to Cameron, lifting him into the air. Cameron struggled with all his might, but the warrior's overwhelming power made all his efforts in vain. "Tell your men to surrender, or they will die." The holy warrior put his sword to Cameron's neck, the blade ice-cold. A terrible chill spread through Cameron's body, lowering his temperature at an alarming speed. Cameron was certain that all it would take was a little bit of force from the holy warrior, and Cameron's head would be separated from his b

Michael smiled. "That's right. You came in the end." He seemed to be spinning a ring encrusted with a red gem on his hand as he smiled at Wilbur. "So, you were waiting for me?" asked Wilbur. Michael nodded. "You're the head of these unholy spawns. Come back to the Holy Church with me to face your judgment and dissolve your Flame Dragon Lord church. That way, your believers won't have to die." "What makes you think I'd go back with you? Besides, are you saying no other churches are allowed aside from yours?" Wilbur asked coldly. Michael smiled. "Your church members are all unholy spawns because you harmed members of the Church of Holy Illuminati, and thus you must all face judgment." "That's hilarious," Wilbur mocked. Michael's expression shifted at once. He spun the ring on his finger, and a flaming cross sword appeared in his grasp. The temperature in the cellar rose at an alarming rate. Wilbur let out a cry, lighting up with spirit flames. He darted over to Michael

Wilbur fell silent for a beat, before saying, "Tell the president that I won't let the enemy set foot anywhere further beyond this land." "I'm going to be honest here. I really doubt your power. From what I can see, you've only got about a hundred men here, and they're not armed with any firearms. Terya has the Scorpion Army and the Church of Holy Illuminati. Everyone knows how powerful those holy warriors and church militia knights are," Tarron said, looking right at Wilbur. Wilbur glanced at him. "And I just said that the enemy won't get past that border to us, regardless of how strong they are." Tarron frowned. "Your Holiness, I know that the Flame Dragon Lord Church has been doing very well, but Milo Konos has thirty thousand 'soldiers' under his wing. Are you really confident enough to go up against Gary, Michael, and Milo as well?" "You're welcome to stay and watch if you want to know that bad. I'm sure you'll get an answer soon enough," Wilbur said coldly. Tarron pause

Wilbur and Michael's gazes met from either side of the border. They were the strongest fighters and thus faced each other. Neither of them was going to let the other party kill their own men. One foul move and a huge war was going to break out between both sides. A few minutes later, both sides gathered before the border. The holy warriors' cross swords all lit up with golden spirit flames. A terrifying pressure spread out, making the air ring with a sharp whistle. Karl let out a cry, an ice sword appearing in his grasp that he pointed at the holy warriors. "Take down the unholy spawns in the name of the Holy Illuminati Lord!" The holy warriors chanted the words, charging at Karl. Karl let out a cry, launching into a fierce battle against all nine holy warriors at once. The holy warriors were absolutely ruthless, ganging up against Karl and swinging their swords at him sharply. Karl met their attacks with an ashen expression, deflecting their swords with his own