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.

out. Instead, it made him ecstatic as he experienced the

spirit within his soul began

gradually and bit out coldly, "Bring

he dashed toward Lothar and appeared

battered body did not slow him down in the slightest

was thoroughly ticked off and immediately engaged

he was a better

that, Nathan's fighting style

only focused on destroying Lothar at the expense

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

had not sustained any injuries for the past twenty

to tolerate attacks was not necessarily on par with

style which was akin to a double-edged blade was too much for

couldn't bring himself to accept that he was capable of being wounded, even if his injuries were

restrained. All of a sudden, Lothar was bested by Nathan, who

took advantage of Lothar's moment of distraction to exert the full force of his Military

Lightning Fists landed on the same

sent flying

crashed through the wall

elites of the Heavenly City