Dustin took a step forward and leaped into the air. He
moved as fast as lightning. "Quick! Kill him!" Edward immediately tensed
up and yelled when he noticed Dustin make a move. However, before the
armed elites could react, Dustin had already leaped forward. Dustin
reached out and kicked one of the armed elites, who flew away like a
piece of paper. A hole was pierced through the bulletproof vest on his
chest. Even his bones were shattered! Before he could land, Dustin
swerved before another person and kicked him in the neck. After killing
two people in a row, Dustin did not stop and continued his attacks
frantically. Anything he touched was destroyed in mere seconds. No one
could stand in his way. These armed elites could not even react to his
speed and strength. In a short time, they were defeated one after
another. Their guns couldn't keep up with his speed. Not even a single
shot had been fired. The entire time Dustin had been holding on to Dahlia
and attacking with his feet! Edward was dumbfounded as he watched what
unfolded. He looked like he had seen a ghost. These elites were
experienced in battles and each one were heavily armed. It should be
effortless to defeat Dustin. How come they were the ones on the chopping
board? What was happening? "Is he a martial arts expert? No wonder he's
so full of himself!" Travis narrowed his eyes in surprise. It had not
been easy for him to obtain his current position. He was also quite
skilled and knowledgeable in martial arts. All the elites in the army
have to be trained in martial arts. With the exception of intelligence
agencies, proficiency in martial arts greatly affected the ranking of
military personnel. The skills displayed by Dustin easily qualified him
to be a highly ranked officer! "General, this man is quite powerful,
should we retreat?" the adjutant asked in a low voice. "There's no need.
It's rare to come up against such an expert. I want to personally fight
him!" Travis loosened his muscles. That burly body of his carried the
strength of a panther. "Your turn!" When the last person fell, Dustin's
eyes once again fixed on Edward. "Uncle Travis! Save me!" Edward stumbled
back in fear. "Nobody would be able to save you today!" Dustin stepped
forward and headed toward Edward. "Your opponent is me!" Travis roared
and leaped toward him. He threw a punch at Dustin. Dustin didn't even
look at him as he severed Travis's leg without any hesitation. As Edward
was calling out for help, Travis landed his fist on Dustin's back. There
was a loud explosion. Dustin was unmoved, but his clothes tore open,
revealing his muscular body.
Travis, on the other hand, was taken aback by the impact and spat a mouthful of blood as
he stumbled to the ground. "General!" The adjutant was overcome by worry
and he quickly helped Travis up. Travis coughed violently, feeling a
surge of blood rising inside. His fist, especially, was trembling
uncontrollably, as if it had lost all senses. "This is not possible!"
Travis was shocked as he stared at his trembling arms. His eyes were
filled with shock. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine Dustin's
body would be so impenetrable. His full strength did not even make a
scratch on his opponent, yet he had sustained multiple internal injuries.
Dustin was an absolute beast! Who on earth was this man? Travis raised
his head in confusion and doubt. In an instant, he stood there
dumbfounded as if struck by lightning because he realized that there was
a large tattoo on Dustin's sturdy body. It was an animal with a dragon's
head, an ox's tail, a tiger's back, a bear's waist, and a snake's scales.
It was a black beast! The tattoo of the beast was so realistic that, as
Dustin breathed, it looked as if it was coming alive. It looked so
majestic and ferocious! It was so daunting! "A kirin tattoo?" Travis was
stunned, as if he had suddenly remembered something. He looked terrified.
His surname was Rhys, with a tattoo of a black beast, and he knew the
commanding general. Could he be the Rhys family's Kirin?! No! That wasn't
possible! Why was the man that stirred up the whole of Chouxe and
disappeared for ten years here? "Are you of Chouxe descent?" Travis asked
tentatively, his lips quivering. "Oh? You finally figured it out?" Dustin
slowly turned around with a blank expression. There was no harm in him
knowing as he was going to die anyway. "It really is you. Why are you
here?" Travis was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. His
confidence from before completely dissipated. There was nothing but fear
on his face. No wonder he knew Adam Spanner. It turned out he was the
legendary Kirin! Travis was done for! He had angered someone that made
even Sergeant Adam uneasy! "General? What's wrong?" The adjutant was
horrified. He had never seen Travis with such a terrified expression. He
could remain calm even on a mountain of corpses on the battlefield. He
had always been fearless in the face of danger. What happened to him now?
How could a tough guy like him be trembling from fright? Who was this man
Dustin? "We're done for." Travis fell to the
ground with a thud dejectedly. He knew he would die today. The only
difference was if he would die in one plece. "General! I've called for
backup. They'll be here soon! Hold on!" the adjutant tried to encourage
him. "There's no use." Travis shook his head as if he had been exhausted
of all strength. "General, what's wrong?" The adjutant started to panic.
Travis trembled as he pointed at Dustin and stammered, "He's the Kirin of
the Rhys family, Logan Rhys!" The adjutant froze when he heard this name.
His face was as pale as ash. They were done for! The dead had come back
to life.