The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577 The Hope

The high–ranking officials, who had been directing the helicopter to land, froze in place, their jaws slack as they leaned out to get a better look below.

Moments ago, all they saw was Raven opening the helicopter door. Before they could even process her movements, she was already standing firmly on the ground, unscathed and composed.

“That’s Raven?” a guy was stunned.

“No way. How is that even possible?” Another exclaimed, his tone filled with shock. “She jumped from hundreds of feet. How did she survive that?”

Below, the soldiers were equally stunned, their eyes wide and their minds struggling to comprehend what they had just witnessed.

Tyler’s smug expression froze, his confidence shattered. He stared at the white–clad figure in the distance, his voice shaking as he muttered, “Raven?”

“Commander Valor,” Randolph shouted, his voice filled with excitement.

“Captain Valor?” another member of the Sirius Pack echoed.

Randolph and the rest of the Sirius Pack lit up with renewed energy, their once–crushed spirits reignited in an instant. Meanwhile, Tyler calmed down, and his eyes gleamed with venom as he sneered at Raven, “Well, if it isn’t the mutt cast aside by the Vyrdenia Military.

“You’ve been stripped of your rank and citizenship. What’s the matter? Still planning to stick your neck out for Vyrdenia?” Though Tyler’s tone was sharp, Raven’s sudden appearance had clearly unsettled him.

Anyone who had ever clashed with Raven Valor and her Sirius Pack knew just how formidable she was.

If she truly decided to rejoin the Vyrdenia Military and fight for her homeland now, the invading forces hoping to exploit Vyrdenia’s vulnerability would be in for a rude awakening.

Tyler deliberately hurled those words at her, hoping to provoke Raven into staying out of the conflict to protect her pride. However, just as Tyler’s mocking words fell, Raven suddenly raised her hand, unleashing a surge of overwhelming energy that swept toward him.

Tyler’s eyes widened in shock, and a soldier beside him instinctively stepped forward to shield him.

Garth grunted as he stumbled backward, barely staying upright thanks to Tuesday, who rushed to steady him.

The moment the energy struck the soldier, he was sent flying backward like a ragdoll.

Bang. The next second, a sharp slap echoed through the air. Tyler let out a pained cry, his voice trembling uncontrollably. At the same time, a vivid red handprint appeared on his face.

Meanwhile, the oppressive energy spread outward, engulfing the soldiers surrounding Tyler.

In an instant, dozens of Chontix soldiers clutching their guns collapsed to the ground, their faces contorted in agony. “Raven, what the hell are you doing?” Tyler clutched his burning cheek, his voice trembling with fury and frustration as he shouted at Raven. At the same time, a wave of relief swept through him.

Thank goodness someone had stepped in to block Raven’s strike. Otherwise, that slap would have completely wrecked his face.