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.

thought he'd get beaten up so

of rage, Herod completely went out of

his right hand while letting out a

shake, and astonishingly, the branches and pebbles

as soon as she witnessed that scene, and she turned

were still cluelessly rooted to their spots, not understanding what was

quickly realized

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

less powerful vampire warriors couldn't

the scene began to become twisted, and in the end, their

raised right hand of Herod. The mist transformed into blood water, which quickly solidified,

Bang! Bang! Bang!

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

died, a crimson sword, Blood Sword, now rested in Herod's hand. Enraged, Herod wasted no more breath talking to Nathan. He charged directly at Nathan, stirring a gust of wind in his wake.

he drew The Unsullied from his waist, ready

launched seventy-two strikes in a single breath, each

steps before successfully fending off Herod's seventy-two sword

Nathan took on all of Herod's attacks, he began to counterattack, and his

was taken aback,

carrying an overwhelming momentum, was already slicing