Salute To The General

Chapter 1093 Are You Going To Kill Us All

Nathan Cross is the God of War?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It was especially the case for Cicero's remaining men, who were desperately backing away in fright.

The God of War had once single-handedly pulverized the Coalition Army, spilling blood that could dye a whole river red, and leaving a pile of bodies from eighteen nations.

Cicero's men were evidently scared witless when they were struck by this revelation.

Cicero recovered from his initial shock and refuted loudly, "He can't possibly be the God of War! The God of War is the General of the North. He should be in the North commanding his troops, so why would he appear in the South? Furthermore, if he is the General of the North, why would he be dressed like a commoner? And why is he not protected by his army? He's definitely not the God of War!"

After Cicero said that, his men, as well as

Gabriel and the rest, were put at ease.

Cicero turned to look at Nathan with eyes that revealed mixed feelings. "I admit that you're very skilled! But there are hundreds of elite men under my command. I don't believe that you can kill all of them on your own. Today is the day you die!"

Then, he turned towards the remaining of the Twelve King's Knights, and also his royal elite army of a hundred fighters whom he had handpicked to follow him here. In an authoritative voice, he said, "This man killed William, the Fierce Four, and also four knights! What do you think we should do about that, my loyal warriors?"

his elite fighters chanted,

voices filled the air with murderous

looked at each other and silently agreed that it was time they pledge their loyalty to their

Nathan and the Smith's a cold look before announcing, "The Lambert's are willing to help Mr. Trumbo eliminate

his men to stand with him and he declared, "The Jackson's are also willing to offer

men and yelled fervently, "The Lockhart's from the East are

Trumbo."

figures at the scene came forward one after

her family instantly paled as fear

Smith's. Many big figures from the South and the East also wanted to be

Smith's. As all of them

ashen-faced and trembling in

remained calm and composed. He looked at Gabriel and the others with a scornful expression, then spat, "What a bunch of faithful dogs! I thought that the lot of you joined the Omniscience under the coercion of Cicero Trumbo. It turns out

rest had

widened with unpleasant surprise, and he stared daggers at Nathan. "I don't know what you're talking about. You killed Mr. William, so you deserve

contemptuous gleam in his eyes as he looked at Nathan. "Nathan Cross, it seems like you know quite

slightly. "Are you going to kill us

of my loyal followers,

has the last laugh then," Nathan replied