Salute To The General

Chapter 2129



Ten thousand men alone looked like a boundless sea of people.

With the Davier family's twenty thousand men charging ahead ferociously, they resembled raging waves trying to wash Nathan and his men away. For the very first time, Nathan's expression became serious.

He barked out his orders in a deep voice, "Colin, Elite Eight, protect Penny, don't let her come to any harm."

Upon hearing their orders, Colin and the Elite Eight drew their swords and replied in unison, “General, don't worry. As long as we're alive, no one will be able to touch a hair of hers."

Nathan replied, “Excellent. In that case, there's nothing for me to worry about anymore.”

With that, Nathan stepped forward and joined his three subordinates. The four of them taking on twenty thousand well-trained enemy fighters alone.

Whoosh!

A large group of men armed with machetes had arrived in front of Nathan. Raising their weapons, they slashed aggressively in Nathan's direction. Snorting in response, Nathan waved his hand.

From his sleeves, one could see a flash of glistening light which looked like a reflection from a dagger.

He had drawn out Snowsphere!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

All the enemies' blades that were slashing in Nathan's direction were sliced in half.

At the same time, the men who surrounded Nathan realized that there was a bleeding cut on their necks.

next moment, the cuts burst open with

by one, they collapsed to

"Die!"

ambushed

even looking, Nathan whipped out his leg and slammed it into

victim's ribcage punctured on itself as he flew backward, crashing into tens of

as he swung his

his wrist with his left hand and broke the attacker's

out in excruciating pain as

with

l

formed a circle to protect Penny. Just like a harvesting machine, they mowed down every single enemy they encountered. Their attackers were like moths

Fang, Destroyer, and Heptakill were battling ferociously, deep within enemy lines. They massacred anyone that

on as the Davier family army surrounded

he saw the

Nathan is ridiculously strong.

yet his movements were fluid and explosive at

made would result in an agonizing

battle style wasn't brash at all and neither did

Nathan fight, Clifford could only think of

fighting stance was extremely stable, just like a lifelong blacksmith who hammered away with

with ease and kill with the simplest of moves, to the extent it was a pleasure to watch him

intensity of the battle, Nathan was still able to calmly dispose of his opponents,

help but wonder to himself, Is this the true strength of Eurasia's God of

martial arts, it was still obvious to