Salute To The General

Surrounding them, more and more God Warriors arrived. Just as Cassandra had said, there were over a thousand God Warriors, and they formed an impenetrable circle around the scene. Nathan and Cassandra were like two wrestlers trapped in the very center of the arena. Until a victor is decided, neither of them could escape the "wrestling ring."

Even so, Alden was standing with his arms crossed and squinting, personally providing cover for Cassandra.

Without a doubt, even though it was Cassandra who was challenging Nathan to a duel now, Alden would definitely not stand by and do nothing if Cassandra was in danger. Actually, before more God Warriors arrived, Nathan could have forcefully broken through.

He stayed behind and tangled with those Gods only because he was worried that Colin had not escaped yet. It was also to buy time for Colin to flee.

Cassandra halted five meters away from Nathan. She gripped her lightsword and stood gallantly to confront him.

Cassandra said coldly, "The strongest God of War in the world, draw your sword. Let me see just how powerful the human who was able to kill Revent and Gryffen truly is." Nathan calmly said, "As you wish!"

After saying that, he drew The Unsullied slowly from his waist. The blade quivered slightly as it was unsheathed and emitted a sound akin to a dragon's roar. The sword's aura was frosty as it swept across the entire field.

All the Gods present felt a sudden drop in the air temperature as if they had instantly transitioned from summer to winter. Their hands and feet turned icy cold.

Everyone was shocked once again.

Nathan was the perfect fusion of an earthling and the Divine Realm vampire. The murderous intent he exuded was truly overwhelming.

Even Alden could not help but frown. For the first time, a serious look appeared in his eyes.

Alden had already realized that today's battle to kill Nathan would undoubtedly be a fierce one. He wondered how many God Warriors would have to be sacrificed to finally slay Nathan! Nathan drew his battle sword with the tip slanting toward the ground. He stood calmly and said lightly, "Let's fight."

With a cold tone, Cassandra said, "Fine!"

The moment the word left her lips, her figure had already vanished before Nathan's eyes.

The very next moment, ripples appeared in the air to Nathan's left. A graceful figure emerged from those ripples. It was none other than Cassandra herself. Swoosh!

She appeared beside Nathan like a

ghost with the lightsword in her hand transforming into a cold. gleam. With lightning speed, she aimed for the aorta at the side of Nathan's neck. en NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Her sword struck like a startling thunderbolt, and its killing intent was chilling to the bone.

If the sword were to sever Nathan's aorta, Nathan probably would not survive even if he was an invincible warrior.

The lightsword moved as fast as a laser. It looked like it was about to pierce Nathan's neck.

However, in the nick of time, Nathan leaned back ever so slightly with remarkable composure, narrowly dodging Cassandra's lightning-fast sword strike.

Cassandra initially thought that even if her sword strike could not kill Nathan, it would at least leave him injured.

To her surprise, at the critical moment, Nathan effortlessly dodged her lightsword.

Her confident strike missed its mark.

However, her movements were incredibly swift. The moment her sword pierced the air, her body seemed to vanish into thin air.

Once again, ripples appeared in the air behind Nathan. Like a phantom traversing through time, Cassandra reappeared behind him and thrust her sword toward the pit of his back. The Gods valued martial prowess.

Even though they possessed a

multitude of advanced technological equipment, at their core, they still revered the most primal form of martial strength. They often preferred to slay their enemies with lightswords and took great pride in that.

At that moment, Alden and the God Warriors saw Cassandra unleash her unique battle skill, the Micro-Wormhole Sword Art.

Everyone was swept up in the moment, and their hearts were pounding with excitement as they cheered for her exceptional combat skills.

The cheers only added to Nathan's troubles, making it harder for him to use his senses to track the elusive Cassandra.

Just as Cassandra, launching a

sneak attack from behind, was about to pierce Nathan's heart with a single sword strike, Nathan's ears twitched slightly. Without needing to turn around and check, he could swiftly determine Cassandra's position just by the fluctuations in the air behind him as welbas the speed and angle of the incoming lightsword.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Nathan drew his sword back.

Clang!

The clash of weapons echoed a sharp, thunderous sound that commanded the attention of the entire area. Cassandra could feel the power emanating from Nathan's sword. It was as strong and fierce as a raging storm and tsunami.

Her body jolted as if shocked by electricity, and she staggered back seven or eight steps before she could barely steady herself.