Salute To The General
Chapter 3025

After a dozen exchanges of attacks, one of Nathan's attacks struck Lothar's left cheek.

In that split second, Lothar closed in on Nathan and pounded him heavily in the chest with his elbow.

Nathan stumbled, staggered a few steps backward, and coughed out another mouthful of blood.

Lothar was still enraged at being bested. He lifted his hand gracelessly to touch the corner of his lip where Nathan's blow had hit.

It was only then that he discovered that he was bleeding.

The elites of Heavenly City gazed at one another, completely dumbfounded.

The supreme Allfather was actually bleeding.

The invincible impression they had of Lothar crumbled.

Nathan felt a fiery sting in his chest where he was just hit.

He hadn't been injured in a long time.

Therefore, he had to admit that Lothar was the most formidable opponent he had ever faced in his life thus far.

However, the pain didn't wear Nathan out. Instead, it made him ecstatic as he experienced the sublime pleasure of pushing himself to his limit.

The battle spirit within his soul began burning, and he yearned for more.

He straightened himself gradually and bit out coldly, "Bring it!"

After that, he dashed toward Lothar and appeared right before the latter before he could react.

Nathan's battered body did not slow him down in the slightest and seemed to produce the opposite effect of spurring him forward.

Lothar was thoroughly ticked off and immediately engaged in battle.

In truth, he was a better fighter than Nathan.

In spite of that, Nathan's fighting style unnerved him.

Nathan disregarded his injuries and was only focused on destroying Lothar at the expense of his own body.

Usually, Lothar rarely broke a sweat when dealing with his opponents and would often take them down without even having to lift his finger.

He had not sustained any injuries for the past twenty years nor partaken in such a high-intensity duel.

Therefore, his ability to tolerate attacks was not necessarily on par with Nathan, the God of War who weathered countless battles on the battlefield.

Nathan's battle style which was akin to a double-edged blade was too much for Lothar to endure.

Lothar couldn't bring himself to accept that he was capable of being wounded, even if his injuries were less severe than Nathan's.

He was so hyper-fixated on avoiding the attacks that his advances had become restrained. All of a sudden, Lothar was bested by Nathan, who put his own life on the line. Bam! Bam!

Nathan took advantage of Lothar's moment of distraction to exert the full force of his Military Punch.

The Triple Lightning Fists landed on the same spot on Lothar's chest.

The indomitable Lothar was sent flying backward for the first time ever.

A loud crash sounded, and his body crashed through the wall of a nearby building, creating a gaping hole. "Allfather?"

The elites of the Heavenly City cried out.

Lothar emerged from the rubble in a loud blast. His hair was disheveled, and he resembled a madman. "Your days are numbered, brat!"

He had not endured such humiliation in decades and was incensed.

Whatever concern he had for appearing refined or avoiding injuries was secondary at this point in time.

Lothar put his all into the ensuing fight and swore to wipe Nathan off the face of the earth.

There was no hesitance on Nathan's part as he met his opponent head-on, living up to his title of God of War.

Nathan endured a hit from Lothar and slammed through a wall into a building.

Lothar hounded him and was determined to finish him up.

Under the astounded stares of the spectators, deafening blasts sounded from within the building.

Those who weren't aware of the battle between Lothar and Nathan would have mistaken the blasts for the sound of bombs being detonated.