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.

Instead, it made him ecstatic as he experienced the sublime pleasure of pushing himself to

battle spirit within his soul began burning, and he

gradually and bit out coldly, "Bring

Lothar and appeared right before the latter

did not slow him down in the slightest and seemed

off

was a better fighter

that, Nathan's fighting style

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

Lothar rarely broke a sweat when dealing with his opponents and

past twenty years nor partaken in such a high-intensity

was not necessarily on par with Nathan, the God of

was akin to a double-edged blade was too much for Lothar

that he was capable of being wounded, even if his injuries

hyper-fixated on avoiding the attacks that his advances had become restrained. All of a sudden, Lothar was bested

of Lothar's moment of distraction to exert the

Triple Lightning Fists landed on the same spot on Lothar's

indomitable Lothar was sent flying backward for the

body crashed through the wall of a nearby building, creating a gaping hole.

of the