Salute To The General

Nathan arrived at the entrance of the Curia palace with Colin, Ava, and the Elite Eight following closely behind.

Before Nathan could enter the palace, however, a white-haired old man appeared before him and blocked his path. The old man was dressed in white robes and had a cane in his hand.

He was none other than Baccio, the head of the Ten Elders.

The tension in the air was intense as Nathan and Baccio stared each other down.

Both of them then activated their respective auras and engaged each other in a mental battle.

The world in their minds was completely empty, so Nathan and Baccio were the only ones in there. Neither of them said a word as they charged at each other and fought with all their might. Bam! Bam! Bam!

They both unleashed their full potential and were zipping around the blank space like lightning bolts.

In just the blink of an eye, they had exchanged three hundred blows.

Eventually, Nathan was able to break through Baccio's defenses. He landed a punch on the latter's chest.

in the real world and staggered backward as

the corner of his mouth as he tried his best to

calmly upon exiting

expression was extremely gloomy as he stared

hundred times inside that mental world when they made eye contact

onlookers, however, it looked as though Baccio had been

Baccio's eyes was gone when he

him so much that he looked as if he had

who came to hold him steady. "Your strength is something out of this world, Mr. Cross. I humbly

palace hall with Colin and the

elegantly on his throne with the Holy Maiden, War Gods of the Light, Holy Guardians, Holy Knights, and cardinals

of them was staring

Nathan had fought his way through an army of fifty thousand warriors from the Curia and defeated Arlo, the Sword

powerful that none of the Curia's most powerful fighters were able

up as Nathan made his way over.