Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 2797

The three werewolf generals of Shadow Fang launched an attack on Nathan together.

Yet, Nathan kept his composure. He narrowed his eyes and snorted.

At the same time, he raised his right arm.

A white blade glinted from within his shirtsleeves, reminiscent of snowfall during a winter season.

Nathan had unsheathed Snowsphere.

Crack!

The mace, battle-axe, and scimitar were cut into half by Nathan's dagger almost at the same instant.

The cracking sound of the weapons being shattered echoed consecutively in the air.

Thundra, Boca, and Shamo widened their eyes in utter disbelief at what remained of their weapon in their hands.

Without giving them any time to react, Nathan thrust three palm strikes in succession at each of their chests with his left hand.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The three werewolf generals' ribs were smashed into pieces as their torsos caved in.

The trio flew backward while spewing blood from their mouths. Then, they landed heavily before Moab like three dead dogs.

All four werewolf generals of Shadow Fang were eliminated.

Most werewolves at the scene lost their will to fight as they stared at Nathan with terror written all over their faces.

Moab stared intently at Nathan. “Your abilities are truly exceptional. Where did you learn your skills, and which remarkable individual is your teacher?”

Teacher?

Upon hearing Moab's questions, Nathan's dazzling eyes gleamed with an unusual nostalgic sentiment.

He was reminded of the kind old man who taught him his skills in the past.

Most people were only aware that Nathan was Hansel's favorite disciple. Back then, a crucial reason behind Nathan's smooth-progressing career was that Hansel admired and regarded him highly. Nathan could repeatedly prove his worth because Hansel continuously provided the former with such opportunities.

Unfortunately, his master did not stay long with him. After teaching Nathan the skills for some time, his master left in a hurry, claiming he had something urgent to attend to.

Then, Nathan went to join the army. He honed his abilities further and began to shine in the military.

Since he became the Commander-In-Chief of the North Army, he started instructing his men to find out the whereabouts of the master who taught him his skills in the past.

Nathan wanted to know if that old man was doing well.

He wished to know if his master had stumbled into any trouble when the latter left in a hurry previously. Nathan did not have the capabilities to provide any assistance back then, but he reckoned he had the ability to share his master's burden now.

However, even with his yearning to return his master's favor, Nathan failed to track the old man down as the latter seemed to have vanished.

There was not any information available even when Nathan requested the military's intelligence department to help in his search.

Nathan had gradually forgotten about his master because of the lack of news.

Unexpectedly, Moab’s words had prompted him to take a walk down memory lane on the cruise ship sailing across the ocean that night.