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

soul began burning, and he yearned

himself gradually and bit out coldly, "Bring

he dashed toward Lothar and appeared right before the latter

did not slow him down in the slightest

was thoroughly ticked off and immediately

truth, he was a better fighter

that, Nathan's fighting style

injuries and was only focused on

broke a sweat when dealing with his opponents and would often take

sustained any injuries for the past twenty years nor partaken in such

tolerate attacks was not necessarily on par with Nathan, the

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

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

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

to exert the full force of his Military

landed on the same

Lothar was sent flying backward

the wall

elites of the Heavenly