Salute To The General



Kiyoshi hadn't expected Nathan to make a move first, so he was greatly surprised.

Nathan leaped into the sky, streaking through the air like a flash of lightning as he soared and landed in a split second.

Kiyoshi's eyes abruptly went wide.

He gaped at the man descending from the sky with panic and fear etched across his features.

"Ahh!"

With a cry, he mobilized all the energy within him and thrust the red-tasseled spear in his hand at Nathan, who was falling from the sky.

Whoosh!

Cutting through the air with a burst of wind, it headed straight for Nathan's chest.

Nathan shot his left hand out toward the tip of the spear while punching his right hand at its body.

Snap! Snap!

The red-tasseled spear was promptly broken into several pieces.

At the same time, a deafening boom rang out.

Like a meteorite hitting the earth, Nathan knocked Kiyoshi to the ground hard.

Kiyoshi collapsed into the crater with agony written all over his face, and his chest sunken deeply.

Nathan rode him like a mighty hunter astride his prey. Raising his right fist, he rained blow after blow on the man's head. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just after a few punches, Kiyoshi's head had lodged deep into the ground.

Despite being one of the Four Gods of Warrior, he ended up pummeled to death the first time he encountered Nathan.

Throughout it all, admiration showed in the eyes of the Elite Eight.

This is the capability of Eurasia's God of War!

The soldiers behind Colin were similarly thrilled to the core at that sight.

In fact, many of them started cheering.

Kiyoshi and the other three Gods of Warrior took turns leading their troops in invading Daragon Island that night and killed a lot of Eurasian soldiers.

Therefore, the rancor and fury within them finally had an outlet as they bore witness to Nathan beating Kiyoshi to death then.

After killing Kiyoshi, Nathan slowly stood up.

He swept his gaze around. Everywhere his gaze fell, the enemy backed away in terror.

Even Kogoro, Yukio, and Shohei couldn't help the terrified expressions on their faces.

In terms of brute strength, Kiyoshi ranked last among the Four Gods of Warrior.

However, the gap wasn't all that big.

Yet, the mysterious Eurasian soldier in a Leviathan mask before them pummeled him to death. Kogoro and the others were a tad daunted.

If it weren't for the fact that they had issued a military order before setting out that night and Eurasia had already flown their flag on Daragon Island, they might very well flee with their tails tucked between their legs presently.

Alas, they had no other choice then.

They had issued a military order.

Besides, as Kiyoshi said earlier, they were left with no retreat once Eurasia flew its national flag on Daragon Island. They had to fight to their deaths.

If they were to back down, the citizens of Jetroina would never let them off the hook even if their general, Hidetake, spared them.

Right that moment, there was no other recourse left for them.

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Suppressing the fear within him, Kogoro proclaimed loudly, "Yukio, Shohei, we have no other way out tonight. We'll only have a ray of chance at life by fighting to our deaths."

Yukio clenched his fists and replied in a grave voice, “You're right. It's either us dying in battle tonight or our enemy."

Right then Shohei held two swords

of different lengths in both hands. He stated coldly, "Regardless of whether we win or die tonight, we'll be Jetroina's heroes, battling for the sake of glory."

Their words and fighting spirits swiftly spread to their subordinates.

The Jetroinian soldiers present whipped out their swords, their fighting spirits soaring to the skies.

"We shall battle for the sake of our fighting spirit! We shall battle for the sake of glory! Let's kill them all!"

By then, Colin and the hundred soldiers behind him had all gone to Nathan's side.

Regarding the enemy across from him, Nathan scoffed chillingly, "What glory and spirit are there for a group of invaders? You'll all be slaughtered like wild dogs, then abandoned by the world!"

After saying that, he ordered Colin and the Elite Eight, "The lot of you don't need to follow me into battle. You've only got one mission-guard this flag and have it fly on Daragon Island forever."

"Understood!" Colin and the others replied in unison.