Salute To The General

Nathan was furious. Those vampires who had witnessed Nathan's terrifying power were all awakened to the most horrifying images in their memories, recalling how Nathan had once slaughtered their members.

In that instant, a substantial number of vampires found themselves gripped by fear, their very beings trembling in response.

On the other hand, Shadowbeard and a few of the primordial vampires from the Divine Realm had never witnessed Nathan's prowess, so they did not take Nathan too seriously.

Therefore, they remained calm, undeterred by Nathan's threats.

Observing Nathan's demeanor shift into a more resolute state, Hepburn discerned his readiness to take action.

At that point, she knew she could no longer remain silent. Just when she was about to speak, Shadowbeard, who stood next to her, stepped forward and said, "This must be the renowned Mr. Cross, right? I know you're powerful, and I'm aware that you've slain many of the vampires, but you can't threaten us like this. We'll never bow down to you."

Nathan had long noticed Shadowbeard, who had accompanied Hepburn by her side.

Though Shadowbeard's clothing did not set him apart in a gathering of refined and elite vampires, he seamlessly blended in. Yet, Nathan could still perceive the subtle yet powerful aura emanating from Shadowbeard.

As Hepburn's aura underwent a dramatic transformation and her power surged unmistakably, Nathan could tell that Shadowbeard, positioned alongside her, was undeniably a formidable presence of exceptional strength.

Even Nathan experienced an inner shock. Why have I never heard of this elite warrior before? Where did he emerge from? Where did Hepburn recruit such a powerful subordinate?

Shadowbeard stepped forward, and for the first time, Nathan's gaze met with Shadowbeard's.

Shadowbeard emanated a simplistic and unembellished air, devoid of any overt exhibition of authority. Nevertheless, his inadvertent projection of immense power was sufficient to evoke a sensation akin to gazing up at a towering mountain.

Undoubtedly, he was a formidable elite, and from Nathan's initial appraisal, it was evident that Shadowbeard's power was on par with, if not surpassing, that of Herod.

Nathan was secretly alarmed.

Likewise, Shadowbeard was also startled.

Nathan's eyes sparkled like stars, holding a depth and mystery akin to the pitch-black seabed three thousand meters below. Their profundity was such that one could not discern their depths, creating the illusion of being drawn into their depths.

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core. This man is even more

terrifying than I imagined. Who could have imagined that a planet as small as Earth could give rise to such formidable beings? It's no surprise that Swordmasters and Gods of War like Gryffen and Revent met their demise on Earth.

Nathan stood with his hands behind his back before speaking icily. "Who are you to interrupt? I'm speaking with the vampire queen. What gives you the right to butt in?"

Shadowbeard, who remained

unperturbed by the comment,

responded with a subtle chuckle.

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"I've lived my entire life in the wilderness, but Ms. Hepburn recognized something in me, prompting her to invite me as her advisor. My primary role is to provide guidance and solutions to assist Ms. Hepburn in overcoming challenges. Given the disturbance you're causing for Ms. Hepburn, I find it necessary to step in and converse with you. If you're questioning my ability to engage with you, we can certainly put it to the test and find out."

Nathan snorted coldly. "Let's give it a try then."

Nathan had long been aware of Shadowbeard's considerable power, and a curiosity to gauge its extent had taken root in him. Upon hearing Shadowbeard's response, he wasted no time in springing into action, eager to assess his true might.

As his words fell, Nathan assumed his customary stance, with his left hand positioned behind his back, and simultaneously executed a forceful strike with the palm of his right hand. Huff!

The wind surged akin to a resounding drumbeat, materializing into a tangible form-a colossal, translucent hand. With a resounding howl, it hurtled toward Shadowbeard. Interestingly enough, Nathan's desire to measure Shadowbeard's strength was reciprocated by Shadowbeard's curiosity about Nathan's true capabilities.

Observing Nathan's action, Shadowbeard let out a chuckle and remarked, "Very well."

After speaking, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

The initial gust of wind coalesced into a substantial, see-through fist, emitting a piercing whistle as it collided with Nathan's immense palm.

Boom!

Thunder roared across the plain, and the earth trembled.

Nathan and Shadowbeard each took a step back.

The vampire elites surrounding them were jolted by the impact, left dizzy and disoriented, their ears ringing from the reverberation.