Salute To The General

Chapter 3791 Only One Move

Max was able to step through the grand entrance of the main hall, covered in blood, without being intercepted by the guards along the way, due to Nathan's orders. Behind him, the rallying cries of warriors echoed as large contingents of troops rushed in from all directions, effectively surrounding the square in front of the main hall. Max realized that escape was impossible.

He seemed to accept his inevitable fate and didn't even bother to glance back at the various clans that had appeared behind him.

As he entered the grand hall, he slowed his pace, leaving a bloody imprint with each leisurely step.

Inside the hall, Nathan sat on the throne, while numerous warmongers such as Hepburn, Toothless, Solo, and Sinistral stood before him, all casting their gaze toward Max. Everyone's gaze held different emotions.

After all, many people had fought alongside Max and didn't want to see him in this situation.

Of course, there were also loyal subordinates who believed that Max had brought it upon himself.

When Max reached the center of the hall, he halted and lifted his gaze, fixing it on Nathan. "Nathan," he challenged, "Let's battle."

Nathan looked down at Max from his higher position. "When you were human, you never defeated me. After turning into a vampire and submitting to me, why did you choose this path?" Max said in a deep voice, "I refuse to believe that I can't beat you even once in my lifetime."

Nathan smiled. "There are many who couldn't beat me. You don't need to feel regret."

Max said firmly, "I don't believe it. Let's fight. I'm seriously injured right now, and you're still nursing old wounds. If you've got the guts, let's have a fair fight!" Nathan stood up. "Are you sure?"

Max raised his voice and said, "Enough with the nonsense. Either command them to attack me all at once, hacking me to death, or face me like a man for a fair fight." Nathan smiled and said, "All right. I'll grant your wish."

Nathan descended the steps and spoke lightly, "I will only make one move. If you can counter it, consider yourself the winner." Just one move?

Max displayed an expression of disbelief.

who had just rushed over with his

recently heard rumors that Nathan was seriously injured and his

various factions were eager to make their move, attempting to overthrow Nathan while he

astonishingly, he claimed he

be that Nathan was trying to prove his strength to everyone

Moblan exchanged a

sparred with Max, so they were

could indeed

entire Divine Realm would dare

approached, Max felt an overwhelming

His heart jolted!

Such a powerful aura.

was reminded of the fear he

came to a halt five meters away from Max, and the two of them

clashing like thunder

handling the situation as if it were nothing, exuding an extraordinary sense of ease

feeling the intangible pressure from Nathan, blurted out,

was taken aback, his face quickly turning

revealed his deep-seated fear of Nathan within his own

afraid of you," was less of a threat and more of a self-encouragement. Nathan beckoned, "Come

"Grah!"

as if he was ready to explode

that Nathan