Salute To The General

Chapter 3352 Road To Hell

Catching sight of the brutally killed vampires from the corner of his eye, Nathan snorted disdainfully, "Ridiculous!" Then, he suddenly exerted force with his left hand.

Swoosh!

The black vortex before his palm suddenly increased its suction force, pulling Herod toward it with irresistible strength.

Seizing the moment, Nathan stepped forward. With his left hand, he gripped Herod's throat tightly while swinging his right fist at the latter's face, delivering a flurry of punches. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every punch from Nathan was filled with all his might, striking Herod's face like a giant axe chopping wood and a big hammer smashing stone.

Even though Herod was known as the strongest creature on Earth, after taking a beating from Nathan, he became severely wounded, and his face was covered in blood. "Ah!" Herod roared angrily in pain, fiercely kicking Nathan in the chest and taking the opportunity to retreat several meters in haste.

He steadied himself, raising a hand to touch his face, only to find it smeared with fresh blood.

Fury! Overwhelming rage surged within him.

His body trembling as he seethed in anger.

He couldn't even remember the last time he had taken a beating, as something like that had happened ages ago.

never thought he'd get beaten

Sword!" In a fit of rage, Herod completely went out of

hand while letting out

and pebbles on

changed as soon as she witnessed that scene,

vampire elites were still cluelessly rooted to their

quickly realized that

the vampires present felt as if they were submerged three thousand meters under the sea as the pressure around them seemed to have increased by hundreds, if not thousands, folds. Max and his King-Class vampires were fine, using the power within them to

less powerful vampire

become twisted, and in the end,

landing in the raised right hand of Herod. The

Bang! Bang! Bang!

died, and the resulting blood mist flew toward Herod's hand. Max and several of the vampire elites couldn't hold on any longer, and they

hand. Enraged, Herod wasted no more

from his waist,

single breath, each

each attack, retreating seventy-two steps before successfully fending off Herod's seventy-two

attacks, he began to counterattack, and his first move was his

was taken

carrying an overwhelming momentum,