Salute To The General



Right then, Nathan finally noticed the foreign boats around.

One of them was a cruise ship flying an Ariarican flag, and on that ship were numerous muscular figures.

There were also two familiar faces on board, Chev of Room of Taurus and Ricardo of Room of Aries, who had both escaped from Nathan the other time.

There were nine other people with Chev and Ricardo, and the Dean of Room of Leo was there as well.

Nathan knew that the Twelve Rooms of Heavenly City were all present.

There were a few other boats of various sizes and flags of different countries around the cruise ship.

On the boats were the elite fighters of their respective countries.

Evidently, they were Ariarica's allies.

They were all there to support Hidetake.

Hidetake, who had knocked on the grim reaper's door but had escaped alive, was gratefully exclaiming to Broderick, "Thank you so much for saving me, Mr. Broderick! If not for your kind act earlier, I'm afraid I'd be dead now! Jetroina and I will forever remember your kindness."

However, Broderick coldly uttered, “This isn't the right time to express your gratitude. We'll talk after we're done dealing with the enemies in front of us."

Hidetake was widely known as an arrogant man.

Yet, not only did he not get mad at the Ariarican's words, he even hastily said, "Yes, of course. You're right, Mr. Broderick. We have to deal with the enemies first."

While Broderick was talking to Hidetake, Chev, Ricardo, and the other elite fighters had leaped down from the cruise ship.

At the sight of his allies leaving the ship to get to the land, Hidetake turned around to look at the Jetroinian boats. He then raised his right fist before swinging it down in one quick motion.

That was a gesture for his subordinates to leave the ship and go ashore.

In an instant, the warriors onboard the nearly hundred ships jumped off the ships and went ashore.

Noticing that, Fang calmly said, "Chief Cross had wanted to quell this dispute by means of a duel, but it looks like the Jetroinians can't bear the risk of losing. Since our enemies refuse to make the right decision, we'll sober them up with our swords. Get ready for battle!"

Whoosh!

Over two thousand and five hundred Eurasian soldiers tightened their grips on their swords and prepped themselves in a battle-ready stance.

Meanwhile, their enemies had reached the beach and went into formation.

Broderick, Hidetake, Chev, Ricardo, and the other elite fighters all stood at the front.

Over five thousand Jetroinian warriors with katanas in their hands were standing in a line at the back, seemingly ready to strike at any time.

Hidetake was gleefully looking at

Nathan. "Haha, Nathan, I'm sure you never thought you'd end up in a tough spot like this, right? The elite fighters are all here to take you down. Daragon Island will be where you fall from grace today. There's no way you can escape this place!"

Nathan glanced at Hidetake and the others before muttering in a flat tone, "Mutts will forever be mutts. Did you really think that you'll

become a wolf just because

have a few more companions with you now?" C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Hearing that, Hidetake growled in fury.

Similarly, the expressions of Broderick and the others darkened.

Among the fighters behind Broderick, one of them-a Ferropenian-yelled, "You're arrogant, Nathan! I, the God of War of Ferropene, Mordred, shall teach you a lesson!"

With that, he bolted toward Nathan like lightning.

He then swung the sword in his hand diagonally, trying to hack Nathan into two pieces.

"Rash."

That was all Nathan said before he whipped out The Unsullied and took a step forward to swing his sword.

Swoosh!

The glint of the blade sliced through the air.

Crack! came the clear sound.

Mordred's sword had been cleaved into two.

At the same time, Mordred himself was also cleaved into two by Nathan's blade from the waist.

Ferropene's God of War was dead with one mere strike from Nathan.

The crowd gasped at the sight of that.

Nathan was still holding onto The

Unsullied, the sharp tip of the sword facing downward. A drop of blood glided down the blade and fell on the sand, creating a small crimson

flower.

After briefly scanning the expressions of his enemies, Nathan uttered, "Those who do not wish to make me their enemy can leave now."