The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445 Get Lost!

"Shameless boasting!" Andy Cooke snorted.

"If you've got the guts, give it a try!" Scott Elliott had an equally disdainful expression.

"As you wish," Bob Stokes replied calmly.

Boom!

As he finished speaking, a formidable aura swept out, and he raised his hand to strike.

Scott and Andy chose not to speak and used their full strength to meet the attack. They knew Bob Stokes was incredibly powerful, so they didn't hold back.

However, it became evident that they had underestimated Bob Stokes's strength. After his strike, they were sent flying like projectiles, crashing into the wall several dozen meters away. Both of them coughed up blood and had at least a third of their ribs broken.

Both Scott and Andy were War Grandmasters at the later stage, but they were no match for Bob Stokes.

"How is this possible?!" They exclaimed in shock simultaneously, never expecting Bob Stokes to be so formidable.

"Surprising, isn't it?" Bob Stokes said, walking up to them with a hint of killing intent in his aura.

"W-what are you going to do? This is not Central Sky Office. You..." Andy shivered involuntarily upon sensing Bob Stokes's killing intent.

"If you dare to kill us, you won't leave this place alive!" Scott took a deep breath and added.

"Is that so?" Bob Stokes replied coldly, then raised his hand to strike.

"No!" Both Scott and Andy cried out.

"Mr Stokes, stop!" Stan Mitchell shouted simultaneously.

"Hold on!" At the same time, a voice from an elder sounded at the doorway.

Just as the others were shouting, two crisp sounds echoed, and Scott and Andy's heads dropped. Their eyes remained wide open, not closing in death. In that final moment, both of them were filled with regret. If only they had known Bob Stokes was as crazy as Billy, they wouldn't have provoked him. But now, it was too late for regrets; they would have to wait for their next life.

Jaws dropped to the ground. Including Harlan Holmes, everyone stared at Bob Stokes in shock.

"Damn it! You're damned!" the elder who had spoken earlier exclaimed in anger. "Apprehend him!"

With that, an elderly man, his body radiating anger, entered the scene. It was impossible to tell his actual age, but his face was so dark.

"Beard, you're almost in your two hundreds and still have such a fiery temper. Aren't you worried your liver and bile will burn you up someday?" Another voice, belonging to another elder, spoke up.

Then, three elders walked in steadily.

They were Otis Hum, the Chief of Central Sky Office; Amir Donald, the second elder of the War Department; and Cole Wilson, the top Commander of the War Department.

"Mr Hum, Mr Donald, General Wilson!" Upon seeing the three, most of the people bowed and paid their respects.

"Otis, what do you mean by this?" the old man named Beard angrily questioned.

"A minor deputy from Central Sky Office. Because of a verbal dispute, he dared to publicly kill high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Protocol and Buddha Hall? Has he no regard for the law?"

"You're just an old fool!" Donald coldly glared at him. "Since you're advanced in years, don't act foolishly in your position, it's time the Ministry of Protocol had new leadership."