Salute To The General

On the deck of the Ghost Ship, the Twelve Spirits standing behind Black Hole immediately surrounded Nathan after receiving their orders. All members of the Twelve Spirits wore white navy uniforms with a single number, from one to twelve, etched on the back of their shirts. They were powerful fighters transferred from different troops in Ariarica to the team. Each of them was as powerful as a King of Warriors.

After the twelve of them surrounded Nathan in a semi-circle, they slowly moved forward, eliminating the space between them and Nathan bit by bit. Then, once they were prepared, they charged toward him at the same time to take him down.

Nathan stood arrogantly as he removed The Unsullied. With a bang, the sword and the sheath fell to the surface of the deck.

The Twelve Spirits glanced at each other before tightening their grip on the military daggers in their hands.

"Charge!" one of them growled.

It was as though the Twelve Spirits transformed into shadows as they all charged toward Nathan.

Black Hole narrowed his eyes.

The strength of the Twelve Spirits was above The Navy Four.

He was curious how long Nathan could last while fighting against all Twelve Spirits at the same time.

In the distance, the soldiers and staff of the Ghost Ship stared wide-eyed at the battle.

The Twelve Spirits moved so fast that the crowd of ordinary soldiers couldn't make out what they were doing.

they saw were

same time, Mable, who was standing behind Black Hole, couldn't help but speak up. "The fact that Eurasia's God of War can last even a minute against all Twelve Spirits at the same time is impressive." Black Hole didn't respond

though Nathan didn't see the enemies charging toward him at all

Spirits entered a three-meter range in front of him that he finally moved,

one step forward with his left foot, and

blood was spilled as limbs soared

of the Twelve Spirits had their right arms cut off and their

opportunity to attack. The daggers in their hands targeted Nathan's vitals as they

remained in the same spot as he swung The Unsullied again

Clang! Clang! Clang!

instant, the sound of metal clashing against metal

that Nathan was facing nine opponents at once, he was handling the situation pretty

It was as though he had grown multiple limbs and heads as he waved his sword around to block the attacks from all nine of the Twelve Spirits. Riled up, the nine men unleashed a barrage of assaults on

the nine of them surrounded their

was that Nathan continued to block all the

soldiers on the Ghost Ship weren't the only ones who

and Black Hole

had

he had to move terrifyingly