Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chapter 483

The four of them walked up from four directions, each of their bodies exuding a powerful force. Cyrus and his men didn’t even dare let out a breath.

It felt like four large mountains had fallen from the sky and onto their heads. Over a thousand of the weaker Eastwell soldiers fell straight to their knees due to the oppressive spiritual energy pressing inward from four directions.

Hundreds of them suddenly turned pale and coughed up blood from their internal injuries.

On the other hand, Isaac was still kissing Evie, his hand caressing her face. Even though Isaac’s body pressed into her, Evie didn’t feel any of the pressure. Her focus was more on the power and heat of the man in front of her.

Her initial shock had disappeared. She was now lost in the moment, unable to get out.

With a gasp, Isaac finally let her go. Looking into Evie’s dazed eyes and seeing the blush on her face, he laughed lightly and said, “Eradicate the Eastwell Army. Leave no one alive!”

Elliot, who was standing