Chapter 112. An Unimaginable Feat

As Lucien fixes his gaze on Mr. Corbin and notices how his expression keeps changing and changing he shakes his head and sighs.

From just a stare at Mr. Corbin’s face, he can tell what he is thinking.

It is something he has heard a million times.

Something his comrades will always ask him at any slightest opportunity they get.

The questions had become more heated after he attacked a gang of over a thousand men and killed them all in a single night in a matter of minutes. Not even up to two minutes.

The time it took him to kill all of them is comparable to the time it takes to snap a finger.

It happened so quickly that as he walked out of the camp of the gangs unscathed, composed, and without a single bead of sweat on his face even those way above him then in the regiment dared not to look him in the face again. Everyone was so terrified of him.

The feat he achieved was something not even Tsar Bomba would achieve in such a little time thus it