Salute To The General

Chapter 3084



Still, Daveth refused to admit defeat.

Thus, he summoned his strength for another outburst.

Boom!

A wave of unparalleled power burst out from his body and traveled toward Nathan's hand in a frenzied manner.

Nevertheless, Nathan remained unflinching as he added more force to his grip.

The two intense powers collided.

More and more cracks were forming beneath their feet, extending further and further.

The people around them hurriedly retreated.

To their astonishment, they noticed the space around Nathan and Daveth had even started to warp.

A black aura manifested around Nathan, who was wearing a black suit. At the same time, a white aura started shrouding Daveth, who was in the Curia's white armor.

In no time, the two auras tangled and started to fight each other, which warped the space around them.

Wide-eyed with amazement, everyone was riveted by the scene before their eyes, and they all held their breaths.

It was obvious to everyone that Nathan and Daveth were competing.

They did not dare to move an inch at the tension.

All of a sudden, bell sounds came from the church nearby, frightening a flock of gray pigeons into flight.

However, when those pigeons flew past the top of Nathan's and Daveth's heads, they abruptly let out an agonized cry before plummeting to the ground.

The pigeons that had fallen around Nathan were all blackened and dead.

On the other hand, the dead gray pigeons that fell around Daveth had their feathers all turned white while blood oozed out of their beaks and eyes. At that sight, the jaws of the onlookers dropped open in terror.

Nathan drew his brows together.

"Daveth, this is too warm of a welcome. I'm not used to holding hands with a man for such a long time," he said.

With that, a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes for the first time, and he finally exerted his true strength in his grip.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Boom!

An immense burst of power blasted out like the shockwave of an explosion.

"Ugh!"

As if struck by lightning, Daveth shuddered and groaned before letting go of Nathan's hand and taking several steps back.

He could even feel his organs trembling inside him.

A metallic taste shot up his throat, and he nearly coughed blood out there and then.

However, he forcefully swallowed

the blood in his mouth back down, barely managing to retain the last shred of his dignity before his subordinates and the believers.

Yet, if he had coughed the blood out, he would have found relief in the discomfort in his chest.

Even though he had salvaged his pride by swallowing the blood, it caused greater harm to his body.

In other words, Daveth had sustained internal injuries.

He was astounded and livid.

He was astounded by Nathan's strength-by how he, one of the Five War Gods of the Light, was not even a match for him.

At the same time, he was livid that Nathan had won against him, a War God of the Curia, in public, and his loss was humiliating.

Slowly exhaling and enduring the

pain from his internal injuries, Daveth then forced a smile onto his face and said, "I heard that Eurasia's God of War is unrivaled. Now that I've witnessed your strength in person, I have to agree with it."

Hearing that, the bishops and the Holy Knights around them blinked in confoundment.

It was not because they found out about Daveth's injury but because they were puzzled as to why he was suddenly praising his opponent.

Nathan stated, "I'm here to meet Pope Eugene. Let's not make him wait any further. Mr. Daveth, please lead the way."

"Of course. This way, please, Mr. Cross."

Nathan did not bother exchanging any more pleasantries, striding forward with his subordinates.

A few bishops then crowded around Daveth.

One of them whispered to him, "Lord Daveth, the pope has asked you to intimidate Nathan, but why are you being so courteous toward him now?" Daveth's face flushed immediately.

Inwardly, he fumed. Did you think I didn't want to put him in a difficult spot? Nathan has already injured me! If don't stop before I hit my limits, I'm going to be making a fool of myself instead!

However, all he did was shoot his subordinates a glare before catching up with Nathan to lead the way.

The bishops could only exchange a glance with each other, baffled.