Salute To The General
Chapter 1919

Chapter 1919

The Dragonslayer Special Troops was made up of fighters from all over the world, and they were forces to be reckoned in their respective countries. Even so, they were nothing compared to Nathan and his bloodthirsty troops.

In just five minutes, fifty fighters' lives ended in the hands of Nathan, and that in itself would be earthshaking once the public heard of it.

Matteo and the fighters were rather apprehensive at first, but they soon forgot about their fears and threw themselves into battle with much fervor. Bang!

Nathan punched a man in the face, sending him flying backwards.

At that moment, a stout, pale-skinned man with dreadlocks grabbed a dagger and drove it into Nathan's side, piercing through his coat and bulletproof vest.

The man was strong, and he was very close to killing Nathan, if not for the resistance the coat and vest provided.

In the end, the dagger came to a stop just under Nathan's skin and in between his ribs, making him frown a little. When was the last time I got injured?

Even so, he simply raised his hand and snapped the pale-skinned man's arm in half, making him scream in pain.

Without wasting another second, Nathan pulled out his own dagger and thrust it into the man's mouth, piercing through his head like a piece of meat on a stick.

The man fell to the ground in a lifeless heap, unable to make a sound.

Bang!

A fighter from Jetroina flew into the air and rammed his foot into Nathan's chest, making him wince in pain.

However, Nathan managed to grab the man's ankle and smash his leg into pieces the very next moment.

"Be gone!" a tall, dark-skinned fighter shouted as he charged towards Nathan at top speed, as though he was going to knock Nathan off his feet. However, Nathan simply braced himself and shot forward like a bullet, ramming his head into the man's chest.

Boom!

The man lay sprawled on the ground the very next moment, as though he had been run over by a train.

Zoom!

Before Nathan could do anything else, a shadow whizzed across his vision, and an Ariarican woman dressed like Catwoman materialized before his eyes all of a sudden.

She let out a low growl like an irritated cat and clawed at his chest with her titanium claws, as though she was going to dig out his heart.

Nathan tried to evade her attacks, but she was too fast for him. Her claws made contact with his chest, leaving several bloody marks behind.

The titanium claws were so strong

that they tore through his coat and

the bulletproof vest. The pain from the claw marks made Nathan wince a little.

However, he grabbed her head and crushed it into a bloody sludge before she could land another hit.

For the next few minutes, Nathan

brought down another few dozen et

people with his Military Punch, until a sudden dizzy spell almost made him fall to his knees.

He shivered a little as a strange feeling of impending doom descended upon him.

Weird... I've never run out of steam so fastlWhat even happened back there?

He lowered his head a little to look at the wounds on his chest, and he gasped when he noticed that the scratch marks were turning black. Those claws were poisoned!