A few people did not have long-range weapons, so they hid nearby, intending to separate and take them down one by one.
At that moment, an armored vehicle drove over and stopped at the dock. Looking at the position where Adrian Desmond and his team had been standing, it shouted loudly, "Sixth Master, our General has come to see you personally, please come out."
"Sixth Master, I've heard a lot about you. I am Abraham Nathaniel!" a deep voice said.
During this trip to Kalare, Adrian had always wanted to avoid dealing with this Abraham Nathaniel, yet he unexpectedly came knocking at the door.
With things having reached this point, Adrian certainly couldn't avoid seeing him.
Adrian slowly emerged from behind a container, standing tall and imposing, surrounded by a murderous aura, his eyes coldly fixed on the other party.
Abraham was a man in his fifties, pot-bellied, standing in front of a group of dark-skinned soldiers, like a fattened pig ready for slaughter.
