Salute To The General

Chapter 3104

Everyone's eyes widened while their jaws dropped as they gaped at Nathan and his entourage, who had appeared out of the blue.

Verily, they were torn between jumping for joy and hanging their heads in embarrassment.

The reality was ironic between words.

As members of the Eight-Nation Alliance, they had gathered that day to discuss going up against Eurasia and Nathan.

Unexpectedly, when they plunged into danger, on the brink of being sabotaged and turned into bondslaves by Max, it was the man himself who came to save them.

For a moment, a flurry of complex emotions flashed across their faces.

Shame, guilt, and gratitude blended together.

When Max saw Nathan, he was shocked beyond words.

But soon, he calmed down.

Eyeing the latter through narrowed eyes, he said with a smirk, "Haha, I originally planned to toy with you slowly, but you surprisingly offered yourself up on a silver platter. Since you're eager to die, don't blame me for granting you your wish."

"Gods of Warrior of

of Warrior with varying appearances exclaimed

the same time, they all took

seven of them, they gave others the illusion of a legion, radiating an overwhelming sense

Hepburn started having difficulty breathing. On

went on guard,

tensed up as though confronting

all around. They surreptitiously backed themselves into a corner of the room, having no desire to be caught in the crossfire. All the while, they wished that they could make themselves invisible so that no one would notice them. Nathan was the only person there who was still as calm

Max. Your plan today has failed, and all struggles will only be in vain. If

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that he let out a bark of laughter. "Have you never heard that the last person standing is the champion, Nathan It's still uncertain which of us is going to win in the end! Recently, I've

said that, he commanded his subordinates, "Kill everyone here other than the representatives of

Seven Continents and the hundreds of Apollyon Corps

heels of that,

Maiden, was exceedingly apprehensive right then, she didn't back down in the slightest. She whipped out

none other than Dictum, the creation of a renowned figure in the Curia that was used specially against the dark

fired a

mithril whizzed out of the barrel and hit an

in the man's bone and was initially nonfatal, but in the next second, thick smoke billowed from the spot where the bullet struck. Ultimately, a large hole