Salute To The General

Chapter 3311 You Have No Choice

"What did Nathan send you here to do?"

Gregg sat in the Marshall's seat, looking indifferently at Sevan. He didn't even bother to ask Sevan's name; to a vampire, humans were nothing more than bipedal lambs. Who would ask for the name of a lamb awaiting slaughter? Sevan glared at Gray.

"To pass on a message!" Gregg's lips curved into a cold smirk.

"What message did Nathan ask you to pass on?"

Sevan replied, "My master mentioned that if you don't want your hundreds of thousands of elite subordinates to die miserably, he can offer you an opportunity."

Grey frowned, "What does that mean?" Sevan continued, "You can use the most ancient method and the smallest cost to resolve this battle."

"And what method is that?" Gregg asked.

"My master awaits you at the peak of God's Palm, ready to accept the challenge of any powerful vampires," Sevan declared.

tomorrow morning until midnight! He is willing to continuously accept challenges from your powerful elites.

and Verhand were also shocked to the core.

All of a sudden, Gregg burst into

my tent, four of

a blank expression, "My master has presented the opportunity to you. If you are brave enough, come and challenge him tomorrow. But if you're scared,

sneered, "Are you trying

my master's message in its entirety. The choice is yours to

he's all that, if we don't accept the challenge, he'll probably think we're afraid of him! Go back and tell him to be prepared to

be waiting

After

turned to face Gregg Is there anything else?" Grey sneered sinisterly, "Nathan must value you highly since

master is no ordinary figure; there are many with brilliant generals and elites under his command. I am merely a humble servant, hardly worth mentioning." Gregg smirked, "Don't be modest. I can tell that you must be Nathan's right-hand man. Since you

picked up an exquisite dagger from the table and then made a light cut on his left index finger. The sharp blade sliced through the

on Gregg's fingertip,

as a tiny red

continuously on his fingertip without ever falling to the ground. The surrounding vampires started salivating when they saw the drop of blood on Gregg's fingertip.