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.

morning until midnight! He is willing to continuously accept challenges from your powerful elites. As long as any one

when he heard this. Joshua and Verhand were

a sudden, Gregg burst

he would be this extreme. Does he know that within my tent, four of

replied with 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,

"Are you trying

in its entirety. The choice is yours to make," Sevan

thinks he's all that, if we don't accept the challenge, he'll

be waiting for

added After he

anything else?" Grey sneered sinisterly, "Nathan must value

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 are the messenger sent by Nathan, I would like to give you something in return." Sevan observed Gregg's cruel smile. A bad feeling began

made a light cut on his left index finger. The sharp blade sliced through the skin instantly. And a drop

Gregg's

a tiny red

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