Mercenary King Candidate Avak tried his best to get up from his knees. However, he was no match against the legend among legends, the man that ended the mercenary hunt and united all of the mercenaries from all over the world. He could not even lift a single finger in front of Mercenary Emperor Brod and the ‘Mercenary King’s Aura’ that he was exuding.

There were even those thousands of books that released lightning that the handsome black-haired man used to sweep away the mercenaries around them in an instant. What about that old man that was wielding the white spear over there? Every swing of his spear made dozens of mercenaries disappear without a trace.

Tremble, tremble, tremble—

Avak’s body shook. ‘That guy is a king that commands these men…?’

Only then did he realize that the only reason why he thought he could kill Minhyuk was because he came here without any of his vassals. But the moment he had them by his side, he was like a huge, overbearing mountain that seemed impossible to overcome.

In just a few short minutes, most of the Black Panther Mercenaries were already killed. The enemy did not show them any mercy, even after they fell on their knees without being able to move.

That was especially the case for Venteio. He even took the lead in punishing them.

‘These are the men that followed Avak and wanted to sell the pride and dignity of the mercenaries to the empire.’

Because of that, Venteio made the choice to kill them. He did not have any intention of letting anyone with such ideals live.

“Ve, Venteio… there wasn’t anything I could do. Avak is holding my family...