Salute To The General

After a dozen exchanges of attacks, one of Nathan's attacks struck Lothar's left cheek.

In that split second, Lothar closed in on Nathan and pounded him heavily in the chest with his elbow.

Nathan stumbled, staggered a few steps backward, and coughed out another mouthful of blood.

Lothar was still enraged at being bested. He lifted his hand gracelessly to touch the corner of his lip where Nathan's blow had hit.

It was only then that he discovered that he was bleeding.

The elites of Heavenly City gazed at one another, completely dumbfounded.

The supreme Allfather was actually bleeding.

The invincible impression they had of Lothar crumbled.

Nathan felt a fiery sting in his chest where he was just hit.

He hadn't been injured in a long time.

Therefore, he had to admit that Lothar was the most formidable opponent he had ever faced in his life thus far.

it made him ecstatic as he experienced

battle spirit within his soul began burning, and he yearned for

himself gradually and bit out

dashed toward Lothar and appeared

slightest and seemed to produce the opposite effect of

thoroughly ticked off and

was a better

spite of that, Nathan's fighting style

disregarded his injuries and was only focused on destroying Lothar at the expense of his

dealing with his opponents and would often take them down without even having

for the past twenty years

on par with Nathan, the God of War who weathered countless

akin to a double-edged blade was too much

bring himself to accept that he was capable of

All of a sudden, Lothar was bested by Nathan, who put his own life on the line.

to exert the full force of

Lightning Fists landed on

flying backward for the first

crashed through the wall of a nearby

of the Heavenly City cried