Salute To The General

Chapter 3777 Assassins

As night fell over the mountain, Nathan and his group concluded their visit to the sanctum and began their descent. The atmosphere was light, filled with conversation and laughter.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already reached the halfway point of their descent. While everyone appeared cheerful, Max's attention seemed divided, his eyes scanning the surroundings as if anticipating something. Observing Max, Nathan allowed a knowing smile to briefly cross his face, a gesture that seemed both deliberate and accidental.

At that moment, a robust figure, draped in a cloak, suddenly emerged on their path, halting their progress.

Hepburn and her companions were taken aback by this unexpected obstruction.

Hepburn, with a gesture, brought the group to a stop and eyed the cloaked figure with suspicion. In a frosty tone, she demanded, "Identify yourself. Why are you obstructing our path?"

The mysterious individual was Lucius, the leader of the Four Emperors. His cloak concealed his identity, and he disguised his voice to sound cold and hoarse, sneering, "I am but a nameless soldier of the Gods, here to avenge our fallen God King, Medille." A God came to avenge Medille?

Hepburn tensed up, as if bracing for a significant threat.

Dinko and Moblan, meanwhile, exchanged a confused look. They wondered if someone within their ranks, disapproving of Nathan, had emerged to seek vengeance for Medille.

Gods were visibly uneasy, concerned about being caught in the crossfire of this

one God King in the Divine Realm, and that is none other than Mr. Cross. The Gods have long since

command, several vampire warriors, each with the prowess of a vampire viscount, moved to apprehend the assailant, showcasing their

they could reach him, the cloaked figure, Lucius, sprang into action. With a swift draw of his

towards the cloaked figure were severed in half at the waist, their blood painting the ground in a grim spectacle.

strength! Hepburn's pupils

"Protect His Majesty-"

assassin herself,

assailants appeared

encircled them, revealing

taunted, "Did you think I'd

"More assassins! Vampire warriors follow me to protect His Majesty Gods keep your distance to

realizing the need for swift action, rallied his comrades, "Charge!" He led the assault with his lightsword drawn.

a swift, slender lightsword, her movements as quick as the wind and elusive as a phantom. Hepburn and her squad confronted Lola, while on the right, Mentzer faced off against the