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.

Nathan and reached the surrounding God Warriors, their bodies instantly contorted grotesquely, their bones twisted in unnatural ways. They died on

King of the Universe, the

like ancient beasts, heading straight

a streak of flowing light, striking out seven times like lightning toward Medille. For the first time in many years,

calmly faced the

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

with each collision, the space around them would distort. The chaotic and uncontrolled energy, like winding lightning, darted wildly

if struck by lightning.

surrounding

l.ne

again,

from the battlefield

Nathan and Medille.

the waters. After delivering seven slashes, he immediately withdrew

did not

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Instead,

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

"Is that so? Let's see how you

took a step forward, and slashed down with the sword

of any frills. It was the simplest yet the