Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 3738

Nathan was so shaken by Medille that he suffered internal injuries.

He felt a profound discomfort in his heart and lungs, especially the latter. Each breath he took was accompanied by waves of piercing pain.

The King of the Universe had gone berserk. His power was not to be underestimated!

However, after Nathan was injured, his will to fight only grew stronger.

A stabbing pain radiated from his chest, stimulating his nerves and turning him into a creature of frenzy and bloodlust.

It seemed that only through battle could one fully vent the restless energy pent up in their chest.

Surprisingly, Medille, despite his full-on effort, failed to take down Nathan, which caught him off guard and made his face even more unpleasant.

At this moment, he was panting heavily, his head drenched in sweat.

From the looks of it, the fierce onslaught he had just unleashed had also significantly drained his energy.

Nathan asked coldly, “Are you tired? Since you're tired, it's my turn to take the offensive now.”

Medille's expression subtly changed.

Before he could even speak, Nathan roared, switching from defense to offense, and launched an attack toward him.

Nathan's sword danced like the wind, striking thrice in quick succession.

Even though Medille managed to stop it, he was still knocked back repeatedly.

Nathan did not rush to pursue him but suddenly raised his sword, shouting, “Ten Princes of Hell!”

He directly used his strongest move—Ten Princes of Hell.

Boom!

A powerful aura burst forth from his body, sweeping across the entire area.

Medille prepared to bear the brunt of it.

His head buzzed.

Then, everything before his eyes turned black, and the surrounding sounds seemed to fade away.

Immediately after, the sound of scripture reading began to echo in his ears, growing louder and closer with each passing moment.

In the end, the sound became thunderous, constantly exploding in his ear.

Meanwhile, the ground rumbled, and ten colossal Aplothian God of Wars emerged around him.

These figures, crowned and armed with a variety of weapons, had Medille completely surrounded.

In the next moment, the Ten Princes of Hell, each holding their weapons, simultaneously struck down toward Medille.

Medille was taken aback in shock.

For the first time, he felt panic. With a strange cry, he began to wildly swing the greatsword in his hands.

Boom! Boom! Boom!