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.

ecstatic as he experienced the sublime pleasure

spirit within his soul began

straightened himself gradually and bit

dashed toward Lothar and appeared

not slow him down in the slightest

ticked off and immediately engaged

was a better fighter than

Nathan's fighting style unnerved

and was only focused on destroying Lothar at the

his opponents and would often take them down without even having

had not sustained any injuries for the past twenty years nor partaken in

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

to a double-edged blade was

himself to accept that he was capable of being wounded, even if his injuries were less

attacks that his advances had become restrained. All of a sudden, Lothar

of Lothar's moment of distraction to exert the

landed on the

sent flying backward for the

loud crash sounded, and his body crashed through the wall of a nearby building,

the