Salute To The General
Chapter 1918

Chapter 1918

His fist tore through the air like a meteorite and landed on Ashina Kuki's face, shattering his bones and making it cave in like a deflated ball. As blood and gore splattered everywhere, Ashina Kuki flew through the air and landed with a thud on the ground, crumpling into a lifeless heap. Matteo frowned while the fighters standing behind him took in a collective breath of shock.

Isn't he the Chief Military Governor of Eurasia? Why does he look stronger than the God of War himself?

Matteo studied Nathan from head to toe, as though it was their first meeting.

"Huh... interesting! Looks like I've underestimated the Chief Military Governor!

Well, in any case, this only makes the fight even more exciting!"

Nathan glanced at him coldly. "You're nothing but a bunch of diseased dogs to me. I'll just slaughter you like how one would butcher a pig." "How rude!" Matteo exclaimed. "You're not leaving this place alive today! I don't care who

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you are!

He turned to the other fighters and shouted, "Who else wants to have a go at slaying the Chief Military Governor of Eurasia?"

"Me!"

"I'll do it!"

Two skilled fighters from Archulea shot forward and charged towards Nathan at lightning speed.

You re asking for trouble!" Colin shouted. "Take them down!"

As he gave his orders, he rushed forwards and reached out to stop the fighter on the left, while two members of the Elite Eight halted the one on the right.

Colin raised his fist threateningly, and the fighter mirrored his movements out of shock.

Bang!

Their fists connected, and the Archulean fighter's bones shattered with a loud crack.

The fighter screamed, and Colin took this opportunity to land a flying kick to the fighter's chin, breaking it into smithereens.

The fighter's screams were silenced abruptly, and he fell to the ground in a heap.

On the other side, the two members of the Elite Eight whipped out their swords and chopped the fighter's body into several pieces. "Go!" Matteo shouted angrily. "Kill them all!"

“Kill them all!” the fighters repeated, barreling forward like a tsunami.

"Watch your backs and destroy them!" Nathan ordered.

"Yes, Sir!" Colin and the Elite Eight answered.

The two armies collided with each other at top speed.

Nathan was clad in a phoenix

Coat and a Leviathan mask

making him look like a war god that descended from the heavens.

had

He reached out and grabbed an enemy's neck before ramming his fist into the man's face, turning him into a bloody mess immediately.

Two dark-skinned fighters leaped towards Nathan, and he simply slammed his legs into their chests and sent them flying.

By the time they landed on the ground, their bloody, shattered innards were already spilling out of their mouths.

In just a few minutes' time, Nathan had already prated the enemy's formation like a dagger in flesh, whipping out half their men like they were mere ants under his foot.

However, Nathan was rather impressed by how determined and

united Matteo's troops were, despite being from an assortment of countries. Even as fighter after fighter fell, none of them backed off out of fear.

The bloody clash continued, with the enemy fighters stepping over their fellow fighters' dead bodies to charge into battle.