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. As long as any

Verhand were also shocked to the core.

All of a sudden, Gregg burst

imagined he would be this extreme. Does he know that within my tent, four of us are King-Class vampires? Does he really think he's so invincible that he can

"My master has presented the opportunity to you. If you are brave enough, come and challenge him tomorrow. But if you're scared, then pretend this never happened, and

sneered, "Are you trying to provoke

passed on my master's message in its entirety. The choice is yours to make," Sevan uttered casually. Gregg fell silent momentarily. It seemed he had

we don't accept the challenge, he'll probably think we're afraid of him! Go back and tell him to be prepared to meet his end

be waiting

After

Gregg Is there anything else?" Grey sneered sinisterly, "Nathan must value you highly since he chose you to deliver the message. 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 to rise in his heart. However, he still calmly asked,

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

Gregg's fingertip,

as a tiny

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. This was Gregg's