Salute To The General

Just as Nuguri's walking cane shattered and he coughed up blood, the blood moon disappeared, and the mist cleared up.

The red glow in the werewolves eyes disappeared as well.

"Mr. Nuguri!"

"Mr. Nuguri! Are you okay?"

The werewolves rushed over to his side as they howled in dismay.

Shamans were held in high regard among the tribe and were usually second only to the elder.

Moreover, shamans were there to back the werewolves up, as they could give the werewolves all kinds of power.

Hence, shamans were usually very well respected in the tribe.

At that moment, everyone rushed to Nuguri's aid when they saw Nathan knock him out.

Nuguri had gathered everything he had left to summon the Wolf God. He had delivered his most powerful attack in an attempt to kill Nathan.

However, much to his dismay, Nathan had blocked the Wolf God's attack.

he was injured

he knew his

that moment, blood was spurting out from his

the state Nuguri was in. They howled in anger and were about to

couldn't be bothered to follow up with another

stand before him today even though we are born warriors. We came looking for trouble. And we lost because we weren't good enough. As for the rest of you, give up. Don't give your life away like that anymore. This guy blocked the Wolf God's attack. You guys are nothing to him. Don't sacrifice yourselves anymore." Nuguri's words hit the werewolves like a bucket of cold water as they

when they came to assassinate Nathan that day. They had thought

Eighteen Warriors and five hundred elite werewolf warriors, were

was a glorious

the brink of death after receiving a

out of the five hundred

had

of casualties and death if the rest of the werewolves teamed up and fought against Nathan with all

said coldly, "You

kill me just now. And now you

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cease-fire at will" when you're on the losing end. Don't feel like dying anymore?

colors drained from the