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.

and staggered backward as though he was

out of the corner of his mouth as he tried his

calmly upon

gloomy as he stared at Nathan in shock

had fought each other three hundred times inside that mental world when

the onlookers, however, it looked as though Baccio had been knocked back and injured

prideful look in Baccio's eyes was gone when he heard what Nathan

so much that he looked as if he had aged

Holy Knights who came to hold him steady. "Your strength is something out of

marched into the palace hall with Colin and

sat elegantly on his throne with the Holy Maiden, War Gods of the Light,

and every one of them

had fought his way through an army of fifty thousand warriors from

that none of the Curia's

got nervous and stood up as Nathan made his way over. "Ah, Mr. Cross! What a