Salute To The General

Chapter 3477 So Strong

Nathan said coldly, "Come!"

This time, it was Gryffen's turn to dispense with the formalities with Nathan.

Gryffen slowly pulled out something resembling a metal flashlight and then activated the device. Immediately, a buzzing sound of electricity filled the air.

A lightsword appeared in his hand.

He declared solemnly, "I am a Swordmaster in the Divine Realm, so it's only natural that I fight against you with a sword as a sign of respect for you. Of course, you can also use weapons."

At the scene, Wolfric, Leopold, and Gods of War from various countries blanched when they saw the God pulling out a lightsword.

Although many of them were seeing the God's weapon for the first time, they could tell just by looking that this alien's lightsword was extraordinarily powerful.

The Eurasian warriors on the scene were filled with anger.

Heptakill didn't hesitate to yell, "What kind of respect is this toward Chief Cross? You're just a sore loser."

Gryffen paid no attention to Heptakill as he fixed his gaze on Nathan. He asked, "Do you think I can't afford to lose, or do you believe my use of the lightsword is unfair in a duel?"

Nathan calmly said, "You are a God, so it's only natural for you to use the weapons of your kind. Moreover, the notion of a duel being completely fair is simply non-existent. I only care about winning or losing, not about fairness."

A slight smile played at the corners of Gryffen's mouth. "Well, I'm beginning to admire your confidence. Draw your weapon."

Clang!

the blade pointed diagonally toward the ground as he stood there, radiating

finally understand why your subordinates get so upset when they see my lightsword. The gap

couldn't help but get a bit angry. "I hope your blade is as sharp as your

after he said that, he made

every step he took, another apparition

in front of Nathan, he had already left a series

Swoosh!

raised his lightsword, and with a swift and forceful motion, he

witnessing this scene, the Gods of War from various countries couldn't help but widen their eyes, revealing expressions of

When the Divine Realm

there was still no flamboyance, nor was there much technique involved. He relied solely on speed to win, a speed that had already reached its

of War like Wolfric and Leopold couldn't clearly see

be seen was a blurry figure approaching Nathan,

a streak of flowing light,

reach its target, Nathan made his move

Swoosh!

a wicked wind, met the Gryffen's light sword head-on, its speed

seemingly not expecting Nathan

icy glint flashed in his

God's lightsword, while Nathan's was merely an ordinary sword

his view, Nathan was simply pitting an

just a gentle swing, his lightsword could slice Nathan, along with