Chapter 790 Do You Think That’s Possible?
- The waitress’s throat was locked in the War God’s grip. She couldn’t breathe; her face flushed scarlet in a blink. Forget that she was a woman—even a trained fighter standing before the War God wouldn’t stand a chance. A War God’s power compared to a regular person was like heaven to earth.
- “Let her go.”
- Gale said, voice flat.