CHAPTER 647
"Ugh! Ack!" Two men groaned together as Killian's punch smashed into their faces, sending both bodies tumbling across the floor.
Right now the warrior stood in the middle of dozens of enemies.
Surrounded on all sides, he still refused to back away.
He tanked hits, returned blows, and fought like someone who had lived through countless brutal battles.
Every strike he delivered carried the raw force befitting a stage 6 warrior.
Mere stage 2 and stage 3 fighters like these men were simply not on his level. Their blades and fists barely scratched him.
On any normal day, handling them would have been nothing more than a small warm-up.
The only true problem was their sheer quantity. Their endless numbers were overwhelming, but even then he stubbornly refused to retreat.
None of the attackers had been able to push him a single inch from his position.
