Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3470

Gryffen looked at Wolfric's vice admiral with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, calmly stating, “No, we are not Demigods. We are a level above Demigods. We are Gods.”

After saying that, he added flatly, “I'm granting you death!”

No sooner had his words fallen than Mila, the woman subordinate by his side, had already made her move. “Death!”

She swiftly pulled out something resembling a flashlight. With a swift flick, the flashlight transformed into a lightsword.

Before Wolfric's vice admiral could react, he was swiftly cut in half by Mila's lightsword, dying tragically on the spot.

In an instant, Wolfric's face turned ashen, and the expressions of everyone present also changed.

Gryffen didn't pay any mind to the insignificant beings before him, dismissing them nonchalantly. He walked straight past them, casually removing the medicinal drip from Lunar's body, and then placed his hand on Lunar's forehead.

His hand emitted a gentle blue glow as if he were healing Lunar.

Everyone around was watching, their eyes glued to the scene.

Only Wolfric was cunningly retreating because he had already sensed something was off, and he was about to make a run for it.

“Ah!”

After retreating to the rear, Wolfric suddenly let out a strange cry, like a startled dog, and began to scamper away in a disorganized fashion, heading toward the exit.

Gryffen, who was in the midst of treating Lunar, glanced out of the corner of his eye but didn't pay it any mind.

At the scene, there were about a dozen Gods. Mila slightly furrowed her brows, nonchalantly activating the laser weapon on her wrist. With the same casualness, she fired a beam of light toward Wolfric.

Mila thought she could kill Wolfric rather easily.

However, Wolfric suddenly stumbled, evading the laser attack.

Mila couldn't help but feel weirded out. Huh? Could that be a coincidence?

At this moment, Wolfric had already fled to the door. Mila didn't think twice. With a slightly serious expression, she raised her hand toward Wolfric's retreating figure and swiftly fired three consecutive laser beams.

Those three laser beams formed a triangular and shot toward Wolfric's back.

That was supposed to be a sure kill, but what happened next left Mila in shock.

Just moments ago, Wolfric, who had been stumbling, suddenly became agile. His body transformed into an afterimage, shifting positions three times in succession, remarkably evading three laser beams.