Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3610

Nathan asked with a cold demeanor, “Is there anyone else here who wishes for a swift death by a bullet?”

The corridor fell into a profound silence.

No God dared to request such an end, and none dared to vocalize a desire for a swift death.

Nathan appeared content with the reactions of the remaining Gods.

Hands clasped behind his back, he strolled leisurely down the corridor, his voice resonating throughout the prison.

“As I declared earlier, you have all been sentenced to death. However, among you, who desires to survive? I might be inclined to grant you a chance at life. The sole condition is your unwavering obedience to my commands and your willingness to work under my guidance. Whatever task I assign, you must fulfill.”

What does that mean?

Confusion filled the eyes of all the Gods in the prison.

Suddenly, a tall, statuesque female God spoke with cold determination, “Are you asking us to betray our own kind, to defect to the enemy?”

Nathan fixed his gaze on her.

To his surprise, this female God met his gaze without fear. There was something distinct in her aura that set her apart from the other Gods.

As expected.

Percival promptly provided Nathan with an introduction, “This female prisoner is named Eve. She held a relatively high-ranking command position among the Gods, similar to a centurion.”

Nathan regarded Eve with interest, a faint smile gracing his lips as he replied, “Instead of 'betrayal' and 'defection' as you've put it, I prefer to think of it as 'renouncing darkness and seeking the light'.”

With this statement made, Nathan surveyed the Gods surrounding him, addressing them in a composed tone. “I have extended an opportunity to you; whether you seize it is your decision. Will you agree to serve me?”

Eve remained silent, and the other Gods exchanged uneasy glances, refraining from expressing their stance.

They were not foolish; they understood that refusing outright meant certain death.

However, embracing Nathan's offer implied collaboration with the enemy, a notion utterly unacceptable to the God Warriors.

Stuck between refusal and immediate agreement, their chosen path was silence.

Unable to bear the fear any longer, the trembling God fell to his knees with a thud, repeatedly pleading, “Spare me! I don't want to die! I am willing to serve you...”

Upon hearing these words, many of the imprisoned Gods erupted in fury.

They berated the timid God, labeling him a coward unfit to be among them.

Yet, those who were the most vocal in their cursing were swiftly singled out and executed by firing squad.

Consequently, silence fell over the Gods, and none dared to voice their opinions.

Among these Gods, the most resolute among them had already been executed.

What remained were individuals who feared death and clung tenaciously to life.

With the first God setting an example by agreeing to serve Nathan, the rest of the Gods, resembling lifeless souls, relinquished their resistance one by one, yielding to Nathan's terms and accepting service under his command.

Ultimately, the remaining five hundred imprisoned Gods all acquiesced to work for Nathan.