The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge
Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Zayn couldn't believe what he was seeing before his eyes.

He watched as the bullet he fired was effortlessly caught between Gavin's two fingers.

The bullet had lost all its momentum after it was shot from the gun.

Gavin held the bullet as easily as if he was picking up a peanut with his fingers.

At this moment, he looked at Zayn, who was trembling with a pale face and a fierce expression. It was as if he were watching a clown.

His gaze seemed to be saying to Zayn, "Are you ready?"

Indeed, Zayn was ready to accept defeat.

With a clatter, the handgun in his hand fell to the ground.

Zayn now understood the insurmountable difference in strength between them.

Gavin gazed at Zayn and spoke slowly, "I have only one question for you, Who ordered the massacre of my Clifford family?"

Yes. Gavin's top priority at the moment was to find the mastermind behind the destruction of his family.

Upon hearing Gavin's question, Zayn's face contorted into a bitter smile.

Then, he shouted hoarsely, "No one ordered us!

"Blame it on your Clifford family. They all deserve to die. They're not worthy of living in this world!"

He continued, "You can kill me! After all, my son has already been killed by you. And now, you're killing me too. My Holman family will never let you off! The Holman family will want you dead more miserable than all the vermin of the Clifford family!"

Hearing this, Gavin's emotions were no longer stirred.

He said in a calm tone. Then go die. Rest assured, all the members of your Holman family will soon join you."

With these words, Gavin clenched his fist with one hand and struck toward Zayn's head.

"Stop it!"

Just at that moment, a furious shout echoed through the forest. The voice was so powerful that even the trees in the forest

trembled.

However, could a loud voice alone stop Gavin's action?

With a light sound, Zayn's head was instantly crushed like a watermelon.

At the very moment of Zayn's death....

Boom! A figure landed heavily about 30 feet away from Gavin.

It was a middle-aged man who appeared to be about the same age as Zayn.

He was wearing a uniform that looked like a standardized combat attire.

Looking at Zayn, whose head had exploded, this man's eyes were filled with rage. He clenched his fists tightly and roared.

"Kid! You've got some nerve. How dare you kill him in front of me?"

What was this man saying?

Gavin looked at the furious man standing before him.

He calmly asked, "Who are you? Are you from the Holman family?"

"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly and shouted loudly at Gavin.

"Kid, you're dead today. I'll let you know my name before I kill you!

"I am Dexter Dunlap, the Southland Overlord's trusted subordinate. I am the commander of the Brookspring Battlefield"

Dexter continued, "This Zayn was my closest friend. How dare you kill him in front of me? Are you prepared to face death" Dexter, the trusted subordinate of the Southland Overlord and the commander of the Brookspring Battlefield?

Gavin vaguely recalled having crossed paths with this Southland Overlord ten years ago.

Southland Overlord ruled the entire Riverrun Command

He was the highest-ranking figure in Rivernun, second only to the war general.

He held an immensely prestigious position, surpassing the vast majority of individuals in Riverrun. However, now that Zayn was already dead.

What difference could it make even if the commander of the Brookspring Battlefield himself came?

Even if Southland Overlord himself were here, Gavin would still kill Zayn!

Gavin gazed at Dexter with a hint of disdain in his voice.

"You're the commander of the Brookspring Battlefield, yet not a single one of your warriors is here. Where are the warriors. of the Brookspring Battlefield?" Hearing Gavin's contemptuous tone, a smirk appeared on Dexter's face, as if he found the situation amusing.

He said. "To deal with you, there's no need for our warriors from the district to take action. I alone am sufficient!"

Then, Dexter looked at Gavin from a distance, adopting a stance.

He spoke slowly, "Although I haven't met you, I've heard of you.

"You're Gavin, originally from the Frostpeak Dark Warriors, right?

"Your dark warriors' tactics are indeed formidable, but they are merely for dealing with ordinary warriors!"

Dexter continued, "On the other hand, I am an expert warrior! The ordinary warrior or even your Frostpeak Dark Warriors. will not be a match for me.

"In my eyes, you're nothing more than a rat that can be crushed underfoot!"

Expert warrior?

When Gavin heard this title, a hint of resignation appeared in his eyes.

He recalled that it had been about twenty years since he had attained the status of an expert warrior.

In this world, people were divided into ordinary individuals and warriors.

Warriors were further categorized into low-level warriors and high-level warriors.

Low-level warrior was the same as the people Gavin had met previously. They were all low-level warrior.

As for high-level warriors, it was divided into four levels. They were divine rank, celestial rank, supreme rank, and expert

rank!

The expert rank was the lowest, while the divine rank was the highest.

Although an expert warrior was only one level higher than a low-level warrior, not all warriors could ascend to the status of an expert warrior. Each expert warrior held immense power in a small city.

Even if they didn't join a war zone, by joining a family, they could become the chief that held authority in a powerful clan!

Hence, expert warriors were incredibly formidable.

This was likely the reason for Dexter's confidence.

On the other side, Dexter looked at Gavin, who remained silent. A proud smile appeared on his face.

Dexter said, "What? You're only a low-level waste! Are you scared now?

"It's too late! You know you'll be doomed. Why kill them?"

He smiled sinisterly. "I'll tell you, I won't kill you. I'm going to take you to the Holman family and let Mr. Zachary decide

your fate!"

Hearing Dexter's voice, Gavin still showed no change in expression.

He calmly said, "You won't kill me? But I will kill you."

"Haha!" Dexter burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke of his life.

He said directly, "How can a stinking idiot like you can kill me? I like to see how!"

"Ahr

Following this, he let out a loud shout and leaped into the air, charging toward Gavin.

There was actually a faint yellowish aura swirling around Dexter

This was the mark of a high-level warrior!

Dexter's fist, mixed with this aura, reflected his fierce expression as it came crashing down toward Gavin's head.

It even created a sonic boom in the air.

Gavin stood in place without making any move. In Dexter's eyes, Gavin seemed completely incapable of catching his speed. He thought Gavin couldn't react in time.

Dexter even thought, "Should I put in less effort? It wouldn't be good if I accidentally crushed this brainless fool."

However, the next second, there was a light sound of "snap."

Dexter was stunned.

He found that the fist he hadn't yet put force into was actually held steady in Gavin's palm.

"No. Impossible?"

Dexter exclaimed in his mind.

Initially, he thought Gavin didn't move because Gavin's strength was too low to catch his speed.

But now, Gavin effortlessly caught his powerful punch.

It was not because Gavin's strength was too weak. It was because his strength was too great, and he felt there was no need to dodge Dexter's attack.

Dexter was about to use all his strength to pull his fist from Gavin's hand.

The next second, there was a crisp sound.

Dexter's gigantic fist was actually crushed by Gavin in his hand.

"Ah!"

Bones fractured, and fresh blood gushed out, accompanied Dexter's agonizing scream.

His fist had been reduced to a pulpy mess. If it weren't for the gushing blood from his forearm, proving the hand's existence, one might have thought Dexter didn't have a right hand at all!

"Pound, pound, pound!" Dexter's body hurriedly retreated. His left hand tightly clutched his right forearm.

However, he still couldn't stop the bleeding.

The blood gushed out like an unrestrained flood.

Dexter stared in horror at Gavin, who stood motionless.

He cried out. "Impossible! You definitely can't be a supreme warrior! Absolutely impossible!*

Supreme warrior?

In Dexter's understanding, a supreme warrior was already at the pinnacle!

Especially for Gavin. At such a young age, Dexter couldn't believe he was even an expert warrior, let alone a supreme

warrior!

But was Gavin really just a supreme warrior?

Gavin's true strength was something a dead man wasn't worthy of knowing.

He looked at Dexter coldly.

He asked, "Since you and Zayn were such close friends... back then, did you have any involvement in the destruction of the Clifford family? Did the warriors from the Brookspring Battlefield participate, or did the Southland Overlord himself?"

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