Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3282

Meanwhile, Nathan spitted his words coldly when he saw Parkhurst's move. “All bells and whistles!” After speaking, he put away his dagger, bent his knees slightly, and placed his right hand on the hilt of The Unsullied that was placed on his waist. Nathan got himself, growling, “Thunderstrike!” At that moment, the four mirror clones of Parkhurst had already arrived before Nathan.

The sword on Nathan's waist came out of the sheath swiftly, stunning everyone on the scene. Accompanying the sword was a bolt of winding lightning in the dark sky of Eternal Darkness. The winding lightning charged at the four mirror clones of Parkhurst simultaneously.

Boom!

Nathan's sword aura instantly struck the four mirror clones of Parkhurst while four thunderous claps resounded throughout the space. The four thunderclaps overlapped, forming a slightly prolonged rumble. Parkhurst's four mirror clones flung backward like trees hit by lightning as his piercing scream filled the air. Then, his four mirror clones retreated and overlapped, revealing Parkhurst's true form and the broken dagger in his hand. His chest bore a deep wound, so deep that the bone was visible. Surrounding the gash was a ring of burn marks, while the air was filled with the acrid scent of charred flesh.

Injured, a horrified Parkhurst stared at Nathan with his mouth, and his eyes widened. He couldn't speak for a very long time. The surrounding vampires were stunned, too, as if facing a great enemy. They stared at the sword-holding Nathan, terrified. On the other hand, Leopold, Rogan and the other Infernal Warriors watched the scene unfold with ecstatic and excitement. Someone in the crowd couldn't help but shout, “The God of War of Eurasia is undefeatable! Commander Cross is the greatest! Oorah!”

“Oorah!” Countless warriors looked at Nathan fervently as they shouted enthusiastically, showing their respect for him in their ways. Nathan looked at the inexplicably terrified Parkhurst and stated coldly, “You're not the first King-Class vampires to die in my hands, and you won't be the last. Die!”

A large number of vampires gathered at a section of the canyon. Among the crowds of vampires were two banners held high in the air that represented the two King-Class vampires, Max and Buro, who had arrived. Almost at the same time, Colin, Sevan, and Shadow Widow showed up on the other side of the canyon with thirty thousand mercenaries of Hydra Brigade, Tiger Brigade and Rose Brigade in tow. The reinforcements for both humans and vampires arrived almost simultaneously. Max, whose capabilities had improved drastically, showed up on the battlefield in a vim and vigor manner with Buro.

With a playful smile, Max said to Buro beside him, “We rushed here initially to ambush Leopold without killing him so that Nathan and the rest would show up to rescue him, thus falling into our trap. Who would have thought Nathan would readily show up to meet his death? He made things so much easier for us.”

Buro praised, “The eastern route army has rendered meritorious service by ending Nathan. Patriarch Herod will definitely reward you handsomely for your work, Admiral Max!” Max laughed heartily with delight when he heard Buro's words.