Chapter 1085 Gun Salute Sounds

In a flash of lightning, the battle was over. When Willis came back to his senses, what he saw was the crushed head of the 'Shadow Monster' falling to the ground, and 'Gluttony''s hands stained with blood.

"This this……"

"Your Excellency 'King of Gluttony', you should not be..."

Willis did not distinguish the difference between 'Gluttony' and Kieran, he said subconsciously, but before he finished speaking, Willis had to stop.

Because, 'Gluttony' is watching him.

That fierce and hungry look made Willis's back tingle.

At this time, Willis felt everything the just-dead ‘shadow monster’ felt.

The ferocious beast from ancient times has not only awakened, but is also very hungry.

"T-there's food!"

"If you want to eat it, feel free to eat it!"

Willis swallowed and tried to keep his words clear.

And just when Willis finished speaking, 'Gluttony', who had already been impatient, rushed towards the beef burgers that were still intact and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

He swallowed it almost without chewing.

Such a scene made Willis open his mouth.

He looked at 'Gluttony' in disbelief.

"Is this the origin of the 'Gluttony King'?"

"It's really, really... amazing!"

After thinking for a moment, Willis said a word that he thought was appropriate.

Then, Willis, who reacted very quickly, immediately picked up the phone.

"Hello, I need to order food."

"For thirty people, no, no! Let's serve for fifty people!"

“We are not having a dinner party, we don’t need ribbons and balloons!”

When Willis put down the phone, Gluttony had finished his beef burger and was looking at the assistant with a relatively peaceful look.

Willis was relieved.

At least it’s not the way I look at food anymore.

"Do you need anything else?"

"Do you have any taboos?"

"Or what do you want to eat most?"

Willis asked 'Gluttony'.

"More, more."

'Gluttony' replied.

"More?"

"You mean fifty people aren't enough? Or are there not enough varieties?"

"Got it, both!"

"Okay, I'll order it right away!"

No more dialogue is needed, Willis found the answer himself from the changes in Gluttony's expression and breath.

Another round of ordering has begun.

With more money, the takeout was delivered to the headquarters of the League of Legends at a speed several times faster than usual.

None of the delivery boys looked surprised.

They have long been accustomed to the huge appetites of the people here.

Foodie Alliance, as the name suggests.

In front of the mountain of takeaways, ‘Gluttony’ seemed to have entered the miser of Jinshan, and he pounced on it.

Without the intimidating gaze of 'Gluttony', Willis quickly contacted Dresden. He had to inform his boss of the news.

However, the next moment, Willis, who saw something, froze in place.

17 Langton Street.

Spicy kitchen.

Trish's Hot Dog Shop.

…

Kieran could be seen fighting super criminals in many places.

"Clone?"

"Could it be..."

Willis came to his senses after being stunned for a moment. Then, the assistant's expression changed drastically when he thought of something.

…

"Hahaha!"

"'Barrel' Herzik?"

"Gluttony King 2567?"

"It's such an obvious weakness!"

"What a waste!"

Deep in the Smallville neighborhood, the young and thin man had already received the news, and the other party laughed with great joy.

The other person's words were full of disdain and contempt.

And his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

"Clone is a good ability!"

"But there are bound to be many restrictions when using clones!"

"Either the main body strength is weakened, or the physical strength is doubled, or even other negative states may occur..."

"Which one would you be?"

"'Gluttony King'?"

The young and thin man murmured in a low voice.

Then, he waved his hand and ordered the people around him: "Tell them that they can attack. There is only one left, the Fist of Justice. If they still lose, I will feed them to the dogs."

"Yes, sir."

The messenger beside him ran out quickly.

Ten seconds later, all the super criminals hiding in the Smallville neighborhood were dispatched.

…

"coming!"

The 'Knight' standing on the roof at the edge of the Smallville neighborhood took a deep breath.

As the commander of this attack, the 'Knight' is no longer young. Even if he is wearing armor and holding a big sword, he cannot hide the traces of time.

His strength and stamina are passing by with the years.

But his experience is enough to support him in doing things that many young people cannot do.

As the oldest superhero in Ikende City, the 'Knight' knows exactly what to do now.

"Everyone, please charge with me!"

"for……"

"Peace to Ikende!"

The 'Knight' didn't turn around and just spoke.

That's all there is to say.

Even as soon as he finished speaking, the 'Knight' jumped off the roof and rushed towards the super criminal in the distance.

But, enough!

The Justice Extraordinaries standing behind the 'Knight' jumped down one after another, followed behind the 'Knight', and launched a charge.

These extraordinary beings of justice may have weird personalities or be unruly, but they have their own principles and kindness that can be called 'treasures'.

So, they didn't hesitate.

The charge began.

There is no sound of trumpets or drums of ancient battlefields.

Not to mention the flags waving and the horses galloping.

What they have is just the determination of a group of stubborn guys to fight for their beliefs.

They raised their fists against injustice.

They swung their long swords and smashed the tyranny.

They don't need more glory.

only hope……

Get peace.

"For Ikende!"

The 'Knight' shouted, chopping down the sword in his hand.

"For Ikende!"

These extraordinary beings of justice shouted, and flames, freezing gas, poisonous mist, and lasers exploded in this small range. Even if they faced more than twice their number, they did not flinch.

…

Boom boom boom!

The vibrations on the ground informed the 'Giant Arm' that the battle had entered a fever pitch and he needed to speed up.

Otherwise, those guys can't last long.

"Boost!"

The 'giant arm' growled to the subordinates behind him.

These former bodyguards from the Big Arm Company are now fully armed, equipped with the most advanced weapons and instruments, and are quickly shuttled underground in the Smallville neighborhood.

"Boss, we found the power station!"

"Boss, the material warehouse has been found!"

"Boss, I found the water purifier!"

These subordinates reported one by one.

"Act as planned!"

"Go!"

‘Juju’ waved his hand, and then directly picked up a backpack full of C4.

"Boss, you?"

The bodyguards who were supposed to take action couldn't help but be startled when they saw the movements of the 'Big Arm'.

"You guys don't think that I have the same mission as you, do you?"

'Big Arm' grinned.

"But boss, our mission is only to destroy..."

"That's your mission, not mine!"

"My mission is there!"

‘Big Arm’ pointed to the depths of the Smallville neighborhood, then pointed to the top of his head and continued talking.

"Those guys are fighting up there, and I won't fight side by side with them, because we have our own way of fighting!"

"But our goal is the same!"

"so……"

"I want to hear the 'gun salute'."

After looking around at his subordinates, 'Juju' turned around and walked away, quickly disappearing into the darkness underground.

The subordinates of 'Juju' watched their boss's figure, and only after he disappeared did they move quickly, completing all the arrangements twice as fast as before.

The boss needs a farewell salute.

So……

The salute is coming!