Salute To The General

Chapter 3735 The End Of Words Are Fists

With a cold tone, Medille said, "Nathan, you should not have set foot in Divine Realm, nor should you have started this war. Do you know that after I annihilate you, I will exterminate all of your races? You've implicated the earthlings, the vampires, and these other alien

clans. They all worship what you bestow, only to meet their ultimate demise!"

Nathan calmly said, "It is you who shouldn't have created a weapon of mass destruction and attempted to destroy the Earth. I merely struck first to gain the upper hand. I was forced to fight back! As for the extermination you mentioned, I'm not as bloodthirsty as you are. After I kill you, I will allow the Gods to surrender, giving them a chance to live. Once the universe regains its peace, you, the tyrant of the universe, will forever be nailed to the pillar of historical disgrace."

Upon hearing this, Medille laughed without any sign of anger. "Hahaha... Kill me? You sure talk big. It's been ages since I last encountered a presumptuous and audacious man like you! Today, I will show you why the God King is called the God King!" At the end of words were fists.

Issues that could not be resolved through conversation often could only be solved by force.

Nathan had no more patience for idle chatter as well. He beckoned, his voice cold and detached as he said, "Let's fight!"

At this moment, Medille was also filled with a murderous intent. He stopped talking, drew the greatsword from his waist with a backhand grip, and strode toward Nathan.

With each step he took, the earth trembled slightly, and with it, the hearts of everyone present.

Those weaker warriors, their faces instantly filled with pain, fled in terror.

Nathan drew The Unsullied. Facing Medille, he strode forward.

With every step Nathan took, the ground rippled like the surface of a lake, creating an illusion as if lotuses were blooming under his feet.

the ripples spread out from beneath Nathan and reached the surrounding God Warriors, their bodies instantly contorted grotesquely, their

as the King of the Universe, the other

ancient beasts, heading straight toward

into a streak of flowing light, striking out seven times like lightning toward Medille. For the first time in many years, Nathan took the initiative to steal the limelight,

calmly faced

wind, astonishingly managing to parry all seven of Nathan's lightning-fast

space around them would distort. The chaotic and

around were hit by the erratic energy as if struck by lightning. In an instant, they were smoking all over and were

the rampant energy, the surrounding God Warriors, as well as the

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once again, din

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Nathan and Medille.

seven slashes, he immediately withdrew his blade and ceased

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Instead, he

"I thought the legendary strongest God of Warwould be incredibly powerful. But

"Is that so? Let's see how you handle this strike of my

raised The Unsullied, took a step forward,

devoid of any frills. It was the simplest