The First Heir

Chapter 4218

The Ultimate Sword Technique had to consume a lot of energy. Even if the special art Anthony used was not the strongest, the energy consumption was no different.

In their opinion, using the Ultimate Sword Technique twice in a row was the same as killing the goose for the golden eggs.

If Anthony’s energy was depleted, how could he deal with the rest of them?

Before those people could speak, Anthony looked at them coldly and said, “How can such a stupid person like you become a leader?”

With that said, the huge sword engulfed the three of them, and their miserable screams echoed in the air.

The corner of Philip’s mouth twitched. He finally understood why the man said that.

No matter what, Anthony was an indomitable talent.

If three talents on the talent list of equal strength were to deal with Anthony, they might be able to suppress or even kill Anthony. However, it was a little far-fetched for three ordinary level nine pseudo holy beings to kill Anthony.

No matter how little energy Anthony had, he was definitely stronger than these people! Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Most importantly, Anthony had to fight 12 people initially, where the energy consumption was much greater.

Now that he only faced three people, however, the energy consumption was lesser.

His opponents obviously realized this by now. Their expressions became grave, and one of them said solemnly, “We’ve underestimated this indomitable pseudo holy being. We still need to join forces if we want to kill him. Let’s do this, everyone.”

“Okay!”

“Agreed!”

“Let’s go!”

Voices of consent were heard. Everyone quickly reached a consensus and turned to look at Anthony.

Anthony returned their gazes with a frown. After pondering for a moment, Anthony said, “Parkham, take three of them. I’ll deal with the remaining nine.”

Parkham was the white tiger. He frowned and said, “Let me take four. They’re just a bunch of punks. Even if they have high levels, four shouldn’t be a problem.”

Anthony nodded and said, “Okay, let’s go with your suggestion.”

The two split up, and the white tiger attacked four of them at once.

The pseudo holy beings overheard their exchange and got upset. Coldness emerged in their eyes.

“A man and a tiger are dreaming of killing us all. What a joke!”

“Let’s split out three level nines and one level eight to deal with the tiger. The rest will join forces against Anthony. As long as he’s dead, this operation will be considered a success, and we can split the supplies among ourselves!”

“Anthony must die. Once he’s dead, the white tiger royal family will take a passive stance. We just received news from the Blood Moon Alliance’s battlefield in Lewe that someone is dealing with Oswald of the Oslo family.”

“As long as Anthony is dead, the chances of overthrowing the white tiger royal family will greatly increase.”

Obviously, some of these forces had planted people in the Blood Moon Alliance or the white tiger royal family or they would not have received the news so quickly.