Salute To The General

Chapter 3343 A Million Bondslaves Block The Way

By midday, hundreds upon thousands of allied soldiers arrived at the outskirts of the vampire's headquarters.

The sun was blazing fiercely overhead, and every soldier found themselves drenched in sweat.

Just ahead, the sky was obscured by a mysterious veil of darkness, with everything there shrouded in obscurity. It was a darkness so profound that one could not see their hand in front of them.

Wolfric and the others all looked ahead with complicated expressions. The darkness that shrouded the path before them was like a gaping abyss waiting for them to step forward on their own accord to devour them.

Leopold turned to look at Nathan. "Are you really not going to change your mind, Commander Cross?"

Hepburn, Wolfric, and the others turned to regard Nathan.

"No need for that," Nathan said indifferently. "Stick to the plan. I will venture into the final territory and duel Herod. If you notice the dark veil ahead starting to lift, and this region illuminated by sunlight again, that would mean I have defeated Herod. Then, you can launch a full-scale attack. If you don't receive news of my victory, on the other hand, it probably means I've fallen in battle. Act accordingly."

After his speech, Nathan leaped off the command vehicle and began his solitary journey into the dark zone.

Colin and the Elite Eight hastily followed suit.

"You don't have to come with me anymore," Nathan said.

"We are your National Guard, Chief Cross," Colin said loudly. "Of course we will follow you every step of the way wherever you go."

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about to speak when Nathan said coldly, "It's

the

to orders was the foremost rule

at Nathan disappear into the darkness before their

darkness, he felt countless

this pitch-black environment without any discomfort. In fact, it felt as natural to

surprisingly normal in the darkness. In fact, it was exceptional; he could see farther than

of the

Nathan stepped into the

the army of the human alliance stay put

has always been arrogant," Max said. "Who knows what tricks he has up his

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countless bondslaves under our

not? Send them intercept him and wear down his strength. Can he kill a hundred bondslaves? How about

thousand? Or ten and

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