Salute To The General

The moment Lothar realized mental attacks didn't work on Nathan anymore, the former changed his fighting style.

His body moved swiftly, disappearing like a phantom as he closed in on Nathan. Raising his palm, he struck Nathan with a deceptively gentle attack. Nathan remained standing at the same spot. It seemed that he intended to receive his opponent's attack straight on without dodging.

Bam!

Lothar's palm hit squarely on Nathan's chest.

Nathan's body trembled.

And in the next second, a giant palm-shaped hole appeared on the wall dozens of meters behind Nathan with a loud rumbling sound. Immediately afterward, Lothar weightlessly leaped backward with a smile creeping up his face. "After this hit, you will die—"

Initially, Lothar wanted to say that Nathan would certainly die after receiving his palm strike.

However, before he could finish, his words came to an abrupt halt.

To his surprise, he found that Nathan was standing perfectly fine with only a little blood on the corner of his mouth.

His breathing was somewhat regular, too.

Although he was hurt, he was far from dying.

This time, even Lothar was astonished.

What a strong will to live!

this the iron will and sturdy body honed from

Spit!

to his

Lothar frowned.

of Heavenly City

really lives up to his name. He managed to withstand two of the Allfather's strikes wholly without dodging or

side, Colin was so anxious that sweat beaded all over his head. He desperately wished

other hand, tightened her fists, and worry was

as if he had

with murderous intent and hatred evident

idol, but you thought of me as a test animal? You tricked and lured me to Heavenly City, imprisoned me, and transformed me into a human weapon. You're also the one who made me do your dirty work when I lost my memories. Now that my memories are back,

Sevan rushed toward Lothar

when

had arrived in front of Lothar and unleashed a barrage of attacks

effortlessly blocked

former threw both

Sevan, too, threw both his

Bam! Bam!

two loud sounds

and silver gloves. The golden side was as hot as fire, while the silver side was as cold as

in agony, and crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. Looking at the dying Sevan,

attempted to land one last

he could do that, however, a figure blocked