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!

the iron will and sturdy body honed from

Spit!

of blood next to his foot before saying,"

Lothar frowned.

elites of Heavenly City exchanged

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

over his head. He

was evident on

Sevan seemed as if he

with murderous intent and hatred evident in his

as my 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

soon as he finished, Sevan rushed

Guardians present were about to step forward and intercept him when Lothar snorted in disdain. "Don't stop him. Let him come

in front of Lothar and unleashed a barrage

effortlessly blocked all of Sevan's

the former threw both his

Sevan, too, threw both

Bam! Bam!

loud sounds

revealed his twin gold and silver gloves. The golden side was as

arm froze, whereas his left arm was charred black. He flew backward, screaming in agony, and crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. Looking at the dying Sevan, Lothar harrumphed before saying, "Now, you're not even qualified to

Lothar raised his palm and attempted to land one last strike on

that, however, a figure blocked his