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

corner of his mouth

Nathan said calmly upon exiting that mental

gloomy as he stared at Nathan in shock

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

it looked as though Baccio had been knocked back and

look in Baccio's eyes was gone when he heard

so much that he looked as if he had aged ten years in an

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

palace hall

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

and every one of them was staring at Nathan in

thousand warriors from the Curia and defeated Arlo, the Sword Saint of

Curia's most powerful fighters were able to stop

nervous and stood up as Nathan made his way over. "Ah, Mr.