Salute To The General

Nathan said, "Great, let's settle this." Gregg and Max exchanged glances. Max had lost to Nathan several times before. Moreover, Nathan continued his winning streak today, killing Verhand and defeating Joshua. So, at this moment, Max didn't dare to be overconfident and drew out a fine adamantine dagger at the outset.

Boom!

A powerful aura burst forth from within Max. He actually revealed his battle form directly. He released his fierce fangs and sharp claws and unfurled the skeletal wings on his back, exuding an imposing presence. Holding the fine adamantine dagger in his hand, he seemed like a demon incarnate at that moment. Upon seeing Max's cautious demeanor, Gregg hesitated momentarily before bursting into action, revealing his battle-ready stance.

His figure was even more imposing than Max, with a more aged and fierce countenance as he wielded a claymore, exuding a murderous aura. Gregg said, his voice booming like thunder, "Nathan, draw your weapon. We don't want people to say we're taking advantage of you since we have the advantage of numbers. So we're giving you time to get ready now."

Nathan saw that Gregg and Max were already in a do-or-die stance. Nathan was injured, so naturally, he couldn't afford to be careless. At this moment, Snowsphere slid out from his left sleeve and fell into his left hand. At the same time, he slowly drew The Unsullied from his waist with his right hand. Now, he had Snowsphere in his left hand and The Unsullied in his right. Nathan seemed to be ready to go all out. Nathan's gaze was icy cold.

"It's time to put an end to this." Gregg called out to Max, "Go!"

The two figures suddenly moved, simultaneously rushing toward Nathan. Max teleported next to Nathan's left side in the blink of an eye. A violent gust of wind roared as the former swung the adamantine dagger in his hand and attacked the latter from a tricky angle. Just like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, he aimed a deceptive stab at Nathan's left armpit.

Suddenly, Gregg lunged at Nathan's right side, raising his claymore high, and slashed down with an incredibly fierce strike. In Nathan's left hand, Snowsphere clanged as it blocked Max's dagger. Then, using The Unsullied in his right hand, Nathan swiftly met Gregg's claymore like lightning.

Clang!

Another sharp, thunder-like sound rang out. Gregg felt an unusually strong force coming from Nathan's weapon, so strong that it caused his arm to feel somewhat numb. What was even more terrifying to him was that Nathan, who was facing two opponents at once, managed to react with incredible speed and parry their attacks. The instant The Unsullied had just clashed with Gregg's claymore, Nathan used the knife twirl technique on his sword. The sword sprang up, swiftly slashing toward Gregg's throat like wind and lightning.

Gregg's pupils suddenly dilated. At

that critical moment, he leaned back in the nick of time, narrowly avoiding Nathan's sword. But Nathan's sword aura still managed to cut through his skin, leaving a shallow wound on his throat, from which blood seeped out Gregg hurriedly stepped back, raising his left hand to touch his throat, only to find it covered in blood. Instantly, he was both angry

and frightened.

It was so close. Just a tiny bit more, and Nathan would have killed me with a single stroke.

"D*mn it. I'm going to kill you!" He let out a low growl before brandishing his sword and leaped back into the fray, joining forces with Max to surround and attack Nathan. Even though Nathan was fighting two opponents at once, he managed to handle them with remarkable ease using his weapons- Snowsphere in his left hand and The Unsullied in his right.

Clang, clang, clang...

The sound of the three people's weapons clashing resonated in unison. At the scene, the elite vampires, as well as human warriors like Colin and Hepburn, could hardly capture the movements of Nathan and the others with their naked eyes. All that could be seen were three faint afterimages, suddenly merging and separating as the sword sparks and the sword shadows filled the sky. Moreover, every time Nathan's weapon clashed with Gregg and

Max's, it would cause the air to swirl in all directions. The erratic currents continuously struck the surrounding vampire elites and human warriors, causing injuries or even tragic deaths. Frightened, the vampires and humans retreated, and no one dared to step within a hundred meters of Nathan's range.

"Thunderclap!"

"Dragon's Thorn!" Gregg and Max used their finishing moves almost simultaneously.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

At the same time, Nathan blocked the killing moves of the two attackers, forcefully taking them head-on. Boom!

Two loud sounds rang out. Gregg

and Max both took several steps back. Nathan slid back directly for more than ten meters, his feet plowing two deep gouges on the ground before he finally managed to steady himself. His chest wound

was agitated, and his chest was net

already drenched in blood.

Additionally, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. It was evident that the powerful combined attack from Gregg and Max had once again inflicted more injuries on his body. When Colin, Hepburn, and the others watched as blood seeped from the corner of Nathan's mouth, their hearts tightened in an instant. They didn't dare to make a sound, fearing that even the slightest noise might distract Nathan and lead to irreversible consequences.