Might of a Sword Master

“He actually died, just like that…”

“That’s Martial Dragon! How could someone possibly kill him with one hit?! When did that frightening NPC appear?!”

For a time, the upper managers of the various Guilds spectating the battle were stupefied.

“Commander!”

Martial Dragon’s abrupt death stopped the Dragon-Phoenix Pavilion members’ rising momentum cold.

As the Commander of the War Dragon Legion, Martial Dragon had never died, not even once, ever since he entered God’s Domain. Not even Hell Mode Team Dungeons could end his life.

The elites of the Dragon-Phoenix Pavilion and the members of the War Dragon Legion all admired Martial Dragon greatly, using him as their role model.

One could say that Martial Dragon was the symbol of the War Dragon Legion, as well as the legion’s backbone.

Now that their backbone suddenly disappeared, even the members of the War Dragon Legion were dumbfounded.