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.

Moab. He began to

Boom!

instantly. Moab's indiscriminate barrage of attacks riddled the deck with

intensity as though it could capsize at any

onboard the ship clung to any railing they could get their

noticed his storm of attacks

jaw, he decided to unleash the technique he had

slammed his cane

arms slightly and gazed up at the glowing moon as he mumbled, "To the

faces a

moon shone brighter as the strange hum

from the field of stars

stars on each side of the moon glimmered unusually bright. They looked like a pair of eyes overlooking the sea and the ship floating above the waters with a piercing gaze. Moab's lilting voice rang

Wolf God! I'm willing to sacrifice ten years of my life, so please grant me your almighty power just this once!

overtook his body as though a

nearly three meters high. He had grown

with the other werewolves and humans, all

eerily green like

out foggy white puffs as

his ferocious face and gigantic body to make him look like a beast from a prehistoric era. It was utterly

werewolf on the scene immediately dropped to

Jurgis and the

stared at the frightening Moab with sheer terror in their eyes. Some

the other hand,