Salute To The General

Chapter 1604

Quirrell didn't stop there. Instead, he swooped over to Nathan again with a murderous look in his eyes.

The cars and concrete slabs around them had all been reduced to dust by Quirrell's fearsome power.

In fact, Quirrell had a lesser-known nickname —'the King of Destruction'. Wherever he went, he brought destruction.

The people around him gazed at him in shock. Even Colin and Kylie, who were rarely panicked, gazed anxiously at Nathan and were worried for his safety.

However, while Quirrell was forceful and violent, Nathan had the steadiness of a mountain to counter him.

Quirrell had thrown out ten blows in a row. However, not only had he been unable to bring Nathan down, but he had barely been able to touch Nathan at all.

This made Quirrell a little stunned. Evidently, Nathan's appointment as the God of War had not been an accident.

Just as he had finished landing those blows on Nathan, Nathan spoke up.

“Well, you've had your chance. It's my turn now.”

“I'll take you down in one strike!”

Nathan's time of avoidance was over—it was time for him to attack. As he crouched in an aggressive stance, he started to look more fearsome than he did before.

leaped forward, his hand

fist.

first move they learned in military combat

move from his years of experience on the battlefield—it incorporated the fighting skills taught in the

Quirrell, a horribly dark look on his

part. There was even a distinct crackling sound not unlike the noise produced by a clap of lightning as

Meanwhile, Quirrell's expression changed.

Nathan's punch packed the power of a thousand bolts of lightning. For some reason, Quirrell had the sense that

him, Quirrell felt all the heat drain out of him, as though he

as he tried to control his fear, he couldn't help but marvel at

like turning around and fleeing.

that Nathan's fist was already too close to him. There was no way he was going to be able

ground. Summoning up all the energy in his body, he

Bang!

fists crashed against each other with a loud bang that sounded like a menacing boom

perfectly rooted to his spot like

though he

of Nathan's fist was so strong that it had managed to shatter the bones in

power had radiated through Quirrell's body so his insides

himself only after seven or eight steps. As

pale as a sheet as