Salute To The General

After being lost in his memories for a brief moment, Nathan pulled himself together.

He leveled a cold gaze at Moab and said indifferently, "You don't deserve to know who my master is."

Moab's expression turned hostile at Nathan's reply.

He's clearly looking down on me.

Anger stirred within Moab at the slight. "You're the most arrogant man I've ever met. I hope you can keep that attitude till the end."

He lifted his walking cane, and in a flash, he charged toward Nathan.

This guy's speed is superbly fast, almost to the extreme.

In the blink of an eye, Moab had disappeared from the crowd's sight and reappeared in front of Nathan, seemingly out of thin air.

His movement speed was so fast it was akin to teleportation.

With a step, Moab closed in on Nathan. Using his cane as a spear, he thrust it toward Nathan's neck.

Nathan retreated, narrowly dodging the tip of the cane.

Moab's attack was like a flowing river. There was no stopping it once it started.

His hand was moving so fast that an afterimage that looked like ten million silver snakes slithering in mid-air formed as his cane weaved through the air. Nathan's speed wasn't too shabby either. His silhouette flickered readily among the cane's afterimages while he dodged, making it seem easy.

Moab jabbed several hundred times within a breath, but his attacks didn't even graze Nathan's sleeve.

knowledge frustrated Moab. He began to attack more

Boom!

brunt of the attack almost instantly. Moab's indiscriminate barrage of attacks riddled the deck

with an intensity as though it could capsize at any given

the ship clung to any railing they could get their hands on, afraid they would be thrown

he noticed his storm of attacks was futile

he decided to unleash

Moab slammed his cane

gazed up at the glowing moon as he mumbled,

moon, your kin faces a calamity now Please open your eyes and

moon shone brighter as the

shine from the field of stars

pair of eyes overlooking the sea and the ship floating above the waters

I'm willing to sacrifice ten years of my life, so

Moab's roar, a shocking change overtook his body as

one-point-five-meter stature suddenly shot up to nearly three meters high. He had grown

one-point-eight meters tall, along with the other werewolves and humans, all seemed like nothing

were gleaming eerily green like a pair

foggy

gigantic body to make him look like a beast from a

scene immediately dropped to their knees

and the

they stared at the frightening Moab with sheer

the other hand,