Salute To The General

At Victoria Cathedral that night, a blonde man with blue eyes carried a suitcase and pushed open the heavy doors to the big hall.

It was Fate, who slowly walked in.

Many lighted candles lit up in the large cathedral.

There were about twenty over people sitting sparsely apart on the seats in the hall.

They were all of different races with different nationalities.

Some prayed in the cathedral while others sat indifferently, staring at the statue at the front.

The sound of footsteps made them turn.

They all noticed that it was Fate.

Fate glanced at everyone with a faint smile on his face. "I apologize for running late, and I hope all of you did not wait long."

It turned out that that group of people were the ones handpicked by the Eight-Nation Alliance.

They all snuck into Eurasia via different means, and Victoria Cathedral was their meeting point.

Fate was a man with superpowers, and Max from Ariarica had recruited him to head the assassination operation.

When all of them saw him appear, they quickly stood up to exchange greetings.

Later, Fate asked, "Is everyone here?"

One of them replied, "Mido Swordman from Jetroina and Nine Lights from Xyperia are not here yet."

When Fate heard that people were coming later than him, his face darkened, and he showed displeasure.

that moment, they all heard someone speak with

of wind passed through the cathedral doors, and a middle-aged man in Jetroina's traditional outfit appeared. He carried a katana and was in wooden sandals as he walked in. He

though lasers were shooting from his

he could influence others with it. He could make them

man from Jetroina, he

might not work on

who is on par

moment, another cold voice

earlier."

to scan the room to look

from

was barefooted, in a sleeveless shirt and worn-out pants. It seemed like he was a

eyes lit up, and

made everyone

every step he took.

feel his murderous aura

surprised by

composure, he guessed, "If I'm not wrong,

Lights from Xyperia."

entered shortly before. "You should be Mido Swordman

slightly. "Yes, it's

the other hand, Nine Lights seemed indifferent. "I only came here because I heard Eurasia's God of War isza

wanted to

I don't care who the rest of you are or what's your nationality. Don't

furrowed his

other fighters also grew agitated

be strong, but rest assured that all of us are equally powerful. We might come from different nations, but none of us are