When that person appeared, almost all of the half-demons and their subordinates were extremely respectful.
Even in Song Ziwen's eyes, there was a trace of respect.
Because this person was a master in the Divine Realm.
Known as the War God, Frederick!
Ren Feng looked over, his expression ice-cold.
Standing before him was a foreigner about thirty years old, wearing only a simple robe, with a square face and yellow shoulder-length hair, reminiscent of the Prussian soldiers of old.
Frederick's gaze appraised Ren Feng, and even his look carried endless aggression.
Ren Feng was utterly unafraid, his eyes filled with a chilling intent to kill.
"Not bad, your strength seems acceptable."
Frederick said calmly, "My name is Frederick. I think you must have heard of me. Fight me, and I'll grant you an honorable death."
Frederick?
Ren Feng's heart began to sink gradually at this point.
