Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3311

“What did Nathan send you here to do?”

Gregg sat in the Marshall’s seat, looking indifferently at Sevan. He didn't even bother to ask Sevan's name; to a vampire, humans were nothing more than bipedal lambs. Who would ask for the name of a lamb awaiting slaughter?

Sevan glared at Gray.

“To pass on a message!” Gregg's lips curved into a cold smirk.

“What message did Nathan ask you to pass on?”

Sevan replied, “My master mentioned that if you don't want your hundreds of thousands of elite subordinates to die miserably, he can offer you an opportunity.”

Grey frowned, “What does that mean?” Sevan continued, “You can use the most ancient method and the smallest cost to resolve this battle.”

“And what method is that?” Gregg asked.

“My master awaits you at the peak of God's Palm, ready to accept the challenge of any powerful vampires,” Sevan declared.

“From tomorrow morning until midnight! He is willing to continuously accept challenges from your powerful elites. As long as any one of you can defeat him, the alliance will surrender unconditionally.”

Gregg was astonished when he heard this. Joshua and Verhand were also shocked to the core. Only Max remained calm.

“Hahaha!” All of a sudden, Gregg burst into laughter.

“I've heard that Nathan is quite reckless, but I never imagined he would be this extreme. Does he know that within my tent, four of us are King-Class vampires? Does he really think he's so invincible that he can treat the King-Class vampires lightly?”

Sevan simply replied with a blank expression, “My master has presented the opportunity to you. If you are brave enough, come and challenge him tomorrow. But if you're scared, then pretend this never happened, and let our armies come forth in full force and engage in a grand battle.”

This drop of blood seemed to have a life of its own, as it danced continuously on his fingertip without ever falling to the ground. The surrounding vampires started salivating when they saw the drop of blood on Gregg’s fingertip. This was Gregg's ancestral blood!

When a vampire obtained a prince's ancestral blood, his strength would greatly increase. If humans were to be injected with just a drop of ancestral blood, they would become a vampire themselves. All the vampires that were present were gazing at Gregg's ancestral blood with immense envy.

However, Sevan's expression subtly changed. The drop of ancestral blood was like sweet nectar for the vampires, but it was the deadliest poison for a human like him.

At that moment, he had already figured out Gregg's malicious intentions. Grey wanted to forcibly turn him into a vampire. Even Sevan, who was always calm and collected, couldn't help but feel a mix of shock and anger at this moment. “What is this...”

Grey let out a sinister laugh. “That's right. I'm going to bestow upon you a drop of my precious ancestral blood, turning you into one of us.”

Hong Qi roared, “I refuse!” Grey's face darkened. “In front of me, you have no choice.”