Salute To The General

Chapter 3239 Hang Him

"I'll handle the cigar-smoking one. You guys take care of the others."

After Nathan had said those words to Wolfric, he rushed toward Lambert, giving him no chance to react. Nathan moved at an impossibly fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of Lambert.

The latter let out of low growl, his cigar still hanging from his lips, and raised his fist to strike Nathan.

At the same time, Nathan threw a punch.

Pow!

A sound like a thunder boom echoed loudly around the room.

The collision of the two men's fists sent a powerful ripple of energy outward, impacting everything in its path.

The walls around them collapsed instantly. Slowly, the entire building began to crumble as well.

Wolfric and the others quickly raised their hands over their heads to block any falling debris.

As the building came crashing down, the vampire prince, Gerart, made his move. Amidst the chaos, he launched his attack on Wolfric and the others.

Wolfric was startled. In his fright, he held up his mithril pistol and shot multiple bullets indiscriminately in Gerart's direction.

Gerart dodged the bullets easily, moving fluidly through the gaps between the bullets. He emerged in front of Wolfric, completely unscathed, and delivered a powerful punch, sending Wolfric flying through the air. Pow!

the ground with a loud thud. He struggled to his feet and spat out

punch had wounded

to react and were rushing

and Betty, masters of the Curia and armed with deadly

were like the wind. He couldn't be seen and

he was not victorious yet. Colin, Sevan, Monica, and the others immediately jumped into

a dozen warriors, Gerart appeared calm and

his ground despite the

getting heated Neither of them was holding back

Then, he suddenly kicked him squarely

Pow!

kick sent Lambert crashing through several walls before he finally managed to

Lambert got himself back

suddenly threw his

and screamed in

figure seemed to lengthen in front of their eyes. In the span of

he

in size. His handsome face turned ferocious and a

few spars with Nathan, he had been forced to transform into his

on guard duties outside

opponents, Gerart was reaching his limit. He, too, transformed into his fighting form

Nathan pulled out The Unsullied and rushed toward Lambert with

strong nor for

twisted his stance into a lunge and increased the force bearing down on his sword. Lambert had begun sweating profusely from holding onto Nathan's blade, desperately resisting his