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.

in agony, unwilling to let their

they couldn't

also the reason why Dinko and Moblan signaled everyone

elites of Gods might not have understood the intricacies,

charging toward the main hall of the Divine Palace up

sound of Max's voice echoed

Palace, Nathan sat with

white handkerchief in his hand, he

turned out that Dynan was a mole he had planted in Max's camp long ago, specifically tasked

were strategically

Shadow Guards usually

only revealing themselves when their surveillance targets encountered significant incidents. Only then would they report to Nathan. en

opportunity to

Medille blood that was switched was

it late last night

of the situation and recover from his

was

fever. One

feet were icy cold; the next, he was drenched in sweat. In reality, his body was undergoing the excruciatingly painful process of assimilating the blood of

of this that he