Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3661

Nathan put his combat form away and reverted back to his normal appearance.

He looked at the pirates, who were still immersed in the aftershock, including Toothless, and said with a smile, “Gentlemen, have you gained a bit more confidence in me now?”

Of course! That's only natural!

Although the Gods and vampire were both elites, the former often were often stronger than the latter.

However, Nathan had eight wings.

That were two more wings than the six-winged God King, Medille.

If anyone in the universe could challenge God King, it would undoubtedly be Nathan.

Excitedly, Toothless exclaimed, “Haha! You're actually an eight-winged elite, Mr. Cross! We were truly ignorant to underestimate your capabilities.”

Scarbrow also changed his previous skeptical attitude toward Nathan and seconded flatteringly, “Exactly! Considering your capabilities, Mr. Cross, we're naturally willing to collaborate with you.”

Those words had barely left his lips when he was rebuked by Toothless.

Toothless chided irritably, “What collaboration? It's more apt to be termed as aligning ourselves with him!”

After saying that, he grinned widely and said to Nathan ingratiatingly, “Mr. Cross, as the captain of the pirates, I, Toothless, formally swear my allegiance to you. From now on, my pirate crew will follow your orders. My only hope is that after you've successfully conquered Divine Realm, you can provide us pitiful space wanderers with a place to belong to, allowing us to have a peaceful life again.”

While saying that, he prostrated himself before Nathan, a gesture of the highest respect among space pirates.

Scarbrow, alongside the other pirate leaders, all knelt down and vowed in unison, “We are willing to follow and fight for you, Mr. Cross. We only hope that you can give us a place to belong to in the future!”

Nathan stared at the pirate leaders before him in slight surprise.

He had never thought that the pirates would actually pledge allegiance to him outright.

That was truly a pleasant surprise.

Moreover, the pirates' highest gesture of respect surprisingly bore much resemblance to the human act of prostrating oneself. It would seem that no matter the time or place, the signal of submission remained more or less the same.