Salute To The General

Deep within Mount Eoncrest, thick primordial trees were everywhere.

Each one was extraordinarily tall, their branches and leaves blotting out the sky and sun.

Even at high noon, the sunlight could only pierce through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

At that moment, dusk was setting in, and the primeval forest was already shrouded in darkness everywhere.

At that moment, several of the Curia's warriors clad in armor were treading carefully. Their steps on the thick layer of fallen leaves produced a faint rustling sound. Those guys were all experts from the Curia.

The leader of the group was named Cassius. He was the head of the five-person team.

At that moment, Cassius raised his right hand, signaling the team members behind him to stop.

He murmured to himself, "Huh? I clearly saw some traces earlier that suggest someone had moved through here. How come there's nothing here once I get here?"

He and his subordinates carefully surveyed their surroundings.

At that moment, a drop of blood fell from the sky, landing on Cassius' face.

At first, Cassius didn't pay much attention, assuming it was just ordinary droplets of water falling, which were all too common in the forest.

In the very next second, he realized something was amiss because he distinctly smelled the scent of blood.

He lifted his hand, gently touched his face, then brought his finger close to his nose for a sniff. His eyes suddenly widened. This smells like human blood!

His hand instantly gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist. Slowly, he lifted his head, gazing up at the crown of a tree so thick it would take two people to wrap their arms around it.

His nearby teammates were puzzled. One of them couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

Cassius' face changed instantly, and he quickly raised a finger. "Quiet!"

Sadly, Nathan, who had been in a deep slumber up in the tree canopy, was awakened by the noise.

In a state of grogginess, Nathan faintly heard someone speaking, which abruptly jolted him awake.

After consecutively defeating two of Morgon's top generals, he engaged in a fierce battle with Morgon himself. Both of them were seriously injured Following that, he escaped into the primeval forest known as Mount Eoncrest. novelbin

Injured, he ran desperately to shake off the pursuing Gods. He sprinted for several hours without stopping.

Before finally losing consciousness, he found refuge in the crown of that towering tree.

In his daze, Nathan had no idea how long he had been unconscious. It was only when he heard voices speaking from under the tree that he was jolted awake.

After being startled awake, he abruptly sat up.

However, he forgot that he was currently on top of a tree canopy.

Before he knew it, he had accidentally fallen from the tree.

Just as he was about to fall hard, he forcefully executed a somersault in mid-air, then landed back on the ground somewhat unsteadily. He steadied himself by placing a hand on a tree trunk, barely managing to stay upright.

"Nathan... Ah, no, I mean, Mr. Cross!"

Upon seeing Nathan, Cassius

couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement. He blurted out Nathan's name but changed his mind at the

last second because he felt it was inappropriate.

His companions were also looking at the severely injured Nathan in surprise and delight, subtly exchanging glances with each other.

They were shocked to stumble upon Nathan by chance.

What was even more surprising to them was that Nathan was clearly severely injured, having difficulty moving.

At that moment, they were all secretly thrilled.

After all, the pope told them that whoever slayed Nathan would receive a generous reward.

Nathan, supporting himself with one hand against the tree trunk, had just fallen from the tree canopy. Although he reacted in time to avoid injury, the fall aggravated his wound, causing him considerable pain.

At that moment, he was enduring the pain in his body. After glancing at Cassius a few times, he slowly asked, "Who are you, and how did you end up here?"

Cassius quickly said, "We are all

from the Cura. Pope Eugene heard

about your predicament and has

sent quite a few people to look for

you. Mr. Cross, are you all right? We will take you away immediately for treatment."

As he spoke, he shot a glance at his companions. "What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and come over here to help Mr. Cross."

His companions replied in unison, "Yes!"

They then pretended to step forward to help Nathan while actually gripping their sword handles tightly with a malicious expression.