Salute To The General

"Insolence!"

With a low roar, Nathan flapped his six wings in unison.

In that instant, three pairs of massive skeletal wings stirred up powerful gusts of wind that formed into a multiple-vortex tornado barreling toward the surrounding god warriors.

The god warriors were swept up by the tornado and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Meanwhile, Arlo charged fiercely at Nathan, forcibly splitting one of the tornadoes with his lightsword.

Nathan raised his sword and engaged in a fight with Arlo.

A series of thunderous explosions were heard as their swords clashed., leaving the god warriors around them rattled.

Some of the more powerful god warriors forced their way into the battle between Nathan and Arlo, but they were quickly sliced into pieces by Nathan's blade.

Nathan was an incredibly strong fighter as he went all out.

His attacks were deadly, and anyone even grazed by his sword would be harmed. Even if untouched by the blade itself, one could still be singed by the searing air currents stirred up by the sword's motion. In a matter of moments, the god warriors fell to Nathan's blade one after another.

Yet, they weren't cowed by Nathan; rather, his killing frenzy ignited their bloodlust, and they began to relish the act of killing.

One by one, they surged forward, disregarding severed limbs and spilled blood, their charge unyielding as they closed in on Nathan.

The god warriors were inherently formidable, and with their ferocious assault, even someone as potent as Nathan struggled to manage their onslaught.

He released a chilly breath as he quickened the beat of his wings.

In that fleeting moment, his six wings beat furiously, creating a formidable blast of wind resembling a cyclone.

The trees encircling them snapped like twigs under the ferocious wind, and the god warriors were pushed back.

In the midst of the tempest, only the formidable Arlo managed to hold his ground, locked in combat with Nathan.

The other god warriors couldn't approach Nathan within a thirty-meter radius for the time being.

Nathan deduced that Colin must have already made his getaway based on his calculations.

Therefore, he had no intention of prolonging the duel with Arlo.

If the battle dragged on, not only would he risk being overwhelmed by the gods, but his secret could also be exposed to the humans.

Consequently, he withheld nothing

as he initiated a fierce onslaught t

against Arlo, intending to eliminate the gods' leader and secure escape.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh

Nathan moved with the agility of a phantom, his blows rapid and forceful.

Each strike resembled lightning in speed and the weight of a mountain in impact, each succeeding strike more potent than the previous one. "It's time to end this!"

Nathan unleashed an unrelenting

sequence of thirty-two strikes,

ultimately unveiling Arlo's

vulnerability. He deflected Arlo's lightsword, exposing Arlo's chest for an opportune strike.

Seizing the moment, he acted swiftly and swung his sword down in one fluid motion.

Arlo was caught off guard, barely able to lift his sword in time to parry the ferocious strike.

Snap!

A resounding snap reverberated across the surroundings as Nathan successfully cleaved Arlo's lightsword in half with his attack.

Furthermore, his battle sword retained its momentum, descending toward Arlo's head.

Arlo looked on helplessly as Nathan's sword bore down on him, his options for evasion limited.

Not far off, the severely injured Cassandra couldn't help but scream, "Look out, move!" Arlo intended to evade, but his strength was waning.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

He understood he couldn't evade the strike and that death was imminent. His gaze held a trace of fondness as he glanced at Cassandra, before his expression turned determined.

In fact, he broke into a sinister grin as he turned to confront Nathan once more.

"You believe you can kill me and emerge unharmed? Come then, let's meet our end together!"