Salute To The General
Chapter 3317 First Kill

Nathan cast a brief glance at Yelchin before turning his attention back to Gregg. With a calm expression, he remarked, "I anticipated that your King-Class vampires would be the ones to confront me. It appears that you lack the courage to lead the charge yourself and have chosen to send a reckless man to meet his demise instead."

Upon hearing Nathan's words, Yelchin's anger flared up like a raging fire. "You dare to call me reckless? Today, I will personally slay you and prove my worth. Prepare yourself for the battle!" Yelchin retorted. Nathan's voice turned cold as he responded, "Since you insist on seeking death, I shall grant your wish." With that, he advanced toward Yelchin, ready to engage in battle.

Ding!

Yelchin brandished his colossal sword, its blade as thick as a bowl's rim, and challenged Nathan with a deep growl, "Draw your weapon so that no one can accuse me of unfairness." Nathan responded, "There's no need."

After uttering those words, he swiftly increased his speed, charging toward Yelchin with the velocity of a lightning bolt. Yelchin was caught off guard by the astonishing speed of the attack. In a burst of fury, Yelchin raised his colossal sword high above his head, summoning the tremendous power of his move, Mountain Break.

The swing of his sword unleashed a formidable gust of sword wind, hurtling toward Nathan with incredible force. The sword, filled with overwhelming dominance, carried the momentum to cleave a mountain peak in half. As Yelchin's attack displayed its deadly force, Gregg's eyes lit up with excitement, and a smile of anticipation formed on his face. He was ready to cheer and shower praise upon Yelchin's remarkable display of power. However, before his cheer could escape his lips, Nathan swiftly reacted and made his move. To their astonishment, Nathan defied all expectations and raised his left hand, catching Yelchin's colossal sword with his bare hand. At that moment, Gregg was taken aback, and a thought crossed his mind, Could someone possess such immense confidence and arrogance?

Buzz!

As Nathan swiftly and cleanly caught the colossal sword that Yelchin had swung down with his bare left hand, the giant blade emitted a trembling hum. Yelchin was taken aback by the audacity of Nathan, who appeared gentle and refined, yet had the courage to catch his powerful strike with bare hands, despite his seemingly smaller stature. His face contorted in shock, and his eyes widened in sheer astonishment as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

"Duke Lionheart, you are not that strong."

While speaking, Nathan tightened his grip on the blade with his left hand and unleashed a surge of power.

Crack!

With that, the colossal sword, as thick as the rim of a bowl, astonishingly snapped in half under the strength of Nathan's left hand. Nathan held the broken half of the sword in his left hand, casually flicking it with his right hand. Cling!

The enormous sword, now broken into halves, shattered into countless fragments in Nathan's hand. Yelchin was filled with utter horror as he witnessed the astonishing display of strength. With a furious roar, Yelchin launched a desperate and reckless attack, risking his life as he lunged toward Nathan.

Unfortunately, Yelchin's extraordinary combat prowess, which usually emerged in life-or-death situations, proved ineffective against Nathan's formidable skills. Before Yelchin's imposing figure could reach him, Nathan swiftly balanced himself on one leg and unleashed a powerful high kick with his right foot. The kick, resembling a celestial meteor, left everyone in awe and wonder.

Bang!

Nathan's foot, clad in black combat boots, landed squarely on Yelchin's face. With the force of the kick, Yelchin's face was instantly shattered, and a cloud of blood mist erupted into the air. Boom!

Yelchin's colossal body crashed to the ground, resembling a crumbling mountain, and raising a cloud of dust upon impact. Tragically, Yelchin, the revered War God of the vampires, didn't even have the opportunity to unleash his formidable battle form before being swiftly and mercilessly kicked to his demise by Nathan.

A moment of silence ensued. Gregg's face contorted with a mixture of shock and anger as he witnessed the swift and brutal defeat of Yelchin. Meanwhile, Joshua and Verhand's gazes were filled with seriousness after they witnessed the unfolding events. At that moment, Max's already somber expression grew even darker.

The elite vampires standing behind them wore equally grim expressions, their silence filling the air like a solemn grave. In contrast, it was Colin and the others standing behind Nathan who reacted first, their cheers erupting like a thunderous earthquake. Hepburn gazed at Nathan with the eyes of an adoring fan, her eyes practically sparkling with excitement and admiration.

Colin's voice resonated with excitement as he exclaimed, "The Commander-in-Chief of the alliance, the God of War of Eurasia, has triumphed over the first challenger and vanquished the vampire War God, Yelchin!" Behind him, over fifteen thousand warriors of the alliance immediately followed suit, shouting in unison, "The Commander-in-Chief of the alliance, the God of War of Eurasia, has triumphed over the first challenger and vanquished the vampire War God, Yelchin!"

The unified voices of over ten thousand warriors resounded like thunder, echoing across the battlefield and reverberating far into the distance.