Salute To The General

Chapter 3790 The True Blood Of Medille

Upon hearing this, the elites of the Gods race looked at Dinko and Moblan in astonishment. Everyone was perplexed. Given the situation, why didn't they seize the opportunity to take down Max while he was injured? In fact, Dinko and Moblan had always harbored the desire to personally punish Max, the villain who had desecrated their ancestors' sanctum.

Over the past year, the mighty warriors of the Gods clan had been engaged in a series of bloody battles, suffering heavy casualties and losses. Once upon a time, the Gods, in all their glory and invincibility, had now, sadly, withered away to the point of being unrecognizable.

The paladins the Gods could truly be proud of were none other than the individuals before them.

Max was so fierce that if the remaining God Paladins were to continue fighting, it was likely that the Gods clan would be left without successors.

Dinko and Moblan, these two cunning individuals, were actually well aware that Nathan was dealing with Max to provide an explanation to the Gods on the surface.

But in reality, wasn't Nathan also striking against the Gods clan?

Not long ago, Hodges, along with a group of God Paladins, plotted a rebellion. However, it was quelled by Nathan.

It was likely that Nathan was already quite dissatisfied with the Gods Clan back then.

On the surface, today, he was dealing with Max, but in reality, wasn't it also about using Max to further deplete the strength of the Gods' elites?

Now, the elites of the Gods had ended up in such a pitiful state after their battle with Max.

were in agony, unwilling

all, Max was gravely injured. So, they could simply pretend they couldn't stop him, allowing Max to

Dinko and

elites of Gods might not have understood the intricacies, but with their slight

free from the encirclement. He transformed into an afterimage, charging toward the main hall of the Divine Palace up ahead. "Nathan, Nathan, Nathan... Come out and face me in a

voice echoed throughout the entire

in the Divine Palace, Nathan sat with

a white handkerchief in his hand, he was

Dynan was a mole he had planted in Max's camp long ago, specifically tasked with monitoring the actions

many secret guards like Dynan, most of whom were strategically placed around important subordinates whom

Shadow Guards usually

when their surveillance targets encountered significant incidents. Only then would they report

the opportunity to replace

that was

had already obtained it late last night in the

recover from his injuries as quickly as possible,

he was alternating

and fever.

sweat. In reality, his body was undergoing the excruciatingly painful process of

precisely because of this that he