Salute To The General

In the midst of the chaotic battle, another helicopter appeared on the opposite side of the window.

However, Nathan swiftly and decisively responded. Before the helicopter could engage, Nathan unsheathed his sword with a rapid motion, unleashing a powerful slash through the air towards the helicopter. Whoosh!

The sword's strike was a blur of speed and precision, manifesting as a brilliant streak of white light that effortlessly sliced through the window and struck the hovering helicopter.

The impact was immediate and catastrophic; the helicopter was cleaved in half, followed quickly by an explosive detonation.

This display of raw power sent waves of fear through the onlookers, prompting the bodyguards to hastily retreat, prioritizing Bryon's safety.

Seizing the moment of distraction, the remaining elite forces launched another coordinated attack.

Amidst the chaos, a tank, driven by sheer determination to eliminate Nathan, burst through the wall. Its cannon was aimed directly at him, showing no regard for potential collateral damage to their own ranks.

Nathan's swordwork was a display of lightning-fast efficiency, mercilessly cutting down his opponents. Before the tank could even fire, Nathan's ten wings fluttered powerfully, lifting him into the air. He descended with crushing force onto the tank, his left foot smashing down onto the turret.

Boom!

The impact of Nathan's kick caused the turret to cave in, effectively reducing the formidable tank to mere scrap metal.

His onslaught continued unabated; he soared into the sky, only to dive back into the fray, his descent heralding further carnage.

after another, even the strongest among his adversaries fell to

with sheer

battle from a

chest, Bryon spoke in a grave tone. "Wolfric, even if we were to double our forces by gathering elites from dozens of countries, I doubt it would be enough to bring him

the severity of the situation, gave a terse

received the order, he swiftly grabbed the walkie-talkie and issued a directive. "Commence the

with Guinevere and others, was captivated by the beauty of

muffled sounds of gunfire and

spotted helicopters and tanks

expressions of Colin and

Guinevere, her voice tinged with both surprise and frustration. "Ma'am, what's happening?" Guinevere, appearing somewhat perplexed, replied, "I'm not certain, it seems

but not before calling out for Paulo in a loud

Paulo promptly arrived,

group of heavily armed subordinates, exuding an air of menace. In a commanding tone, he instructed, "Ensure Penny Smith's safety at all costs. The fate

"Yes, Sir!"

opening fire on

fountain

the remaining bodyguards in a spirited