Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3281

The dagger in Parkhurst's hand transformed into a cold glint, aiming straight at Nathan's chest before he got near to the latter. In response, Nathan raised his hand. Parkhurst was about to sneer, thinking Nathan would block his attack with bare hands. However, the man suddenly noticed something was amiss. The light of a blade flashed across Nathan's sleeve.

Snowsphere!

Parkhurst's pupils dilated rapidly when he realized what was happening.

Clang!

A loud thunder-like sound reverberated, stunning the entire venue. Nathan's Snowsphere and Parkhurst's adamantine dagger collided with each other forcefully.

The moment the two weapons knocked into each other, a powerful wave of energy rippled through the air, spreading outwards. The next second, Parkhurst was jolted backwards at lightning speed. Meanwhile, Nathan moved agilely and landed himself on the ground effortlessly.

As for Parkhurst, the moment he retreated backwards, he readied himself for battle as his body became more muscular, and his face aged quickly into a ferocious state. Moreover, a pair of enormous red skeletal wings also grew from his back.

Parkhurst flapped his wings fiercely in the air before slowly descending onto the ground. Parkhurst stared at Nathan intently. “You truly deserve the title of the strongest God of War of the human species. No wonder Patriarch Herod warned me about you because your capabilities truly are out of the world.”

He continued, “Not even Leopold could force me to reveal my battle form even after we fought for so long. And you, you forced me to show my battle form with just one move! You're a worthy opponent that fills me with excitement!”

At that moment, Leopold's expression was particularly serious as he muttered, “We humans are fortunate to have such a powerful person like Mr. Chen among us!”

Meanwhile, Parkhurst noticed that Nathan's capabilities were stronger than he expected. He panicked, for Nathan could stand his ground no matter how rapidly he attacked the latter.

“Mirror Clone!” Parkhurst shouted, his body splitting into two, then doubling again into four mirror images. Each of his images held a sharp blade, simultaneously charging toward Nathan with murderous intent. Leopold's expression turned grim.

He whispered, “It's that move again. This is the very move that this guy used to defeat me.” At this moment, he was both worried for Nathan and secretly looking forward to seeing whether Nathan could hold up against Parkhurst's killer move.