Salute To The General

Both Nathan and Lothar went all out.

They fought from one building to another.

The two men were like ancient beasts. Wherever they were fighting, it looked as if a cyclone had swept through the place, leaving chaos in its wake.

"God Slayer!"

Amidst the crumbling ruins, Lothar could be seen flying into the sky before raising his arm and slashing Nathan through the air.

With one move of Lothar's arm, a gigantic force of more than ten meters long came striking down at Nathan.

Standing among the ruins, Nathan immediately crossed his arms to hold off the attack.

Boom!

Blood gushed out from Nathan's arms. The cuts were so deep that his bones were nearly exposed.

A crack that was half a meter wide and more than ten meters long had appeared behind him.

From a bird's eye view, the crack looked as if someone had split the ground with an enormous sword that was over ten meters long.

Once Lothar had executed the God Slayer move, he instantly felt a little exhausted.

After living in comfort for such a long time, a high-intensity fight like that was too much for him to take.

However, things were different for Nathan.

To him, life-and-death fights were nothing out of the ordinary after years of gruesome battles he had endured in the military.

Even though Nathan was more seriously injured compared to Lothar, the former did not seem to falter in his stance. On the contrary, he became more confident and showed no sign of giving up. Sensing Lothar's exhaustion, Nathan charged at him at lightning speed.

expect the injured Nathan to be so dauntless and turned pale

Punch, Breakthrough!" roared

appeared behind him. The huge phantom raised his

eyes were wide open, and his mouth was slightly agape. He uttered in a hoarse voice, "Surprisingly, your power

that would only show up when a top elite fighter was in

a good example. When he attacked with his fist, a towering image of the

mind that Nathan had

latter's move caught him off guard, so Lothar

palms hastily in an attempt to fend off the

Boom!

deafening sound thundered in the

instantly

a dozen meters before he hit a wall and collapsed to

"What?"

"Allfather is hurt!"

The God of War of Eurasia

City began to exclaim

struggled to get up in a disheveled

pieces and his sleeves were torn, but what sent him flying into a fit of rage was the fact that the flesh on both his hands was marred with deep, gaping wounds, and blood was gushing out of

his hands up to the other parts of his

since he last suffered

time,

the first time, his confidence

was not

he raised his head and stared furiously

was also covered

the ruins, Nathan could be seen catching his breath as

his eyes were filled with