Salute To The General
Chapter 3479 Who Will Have the Last Laugh

Combat form?

The humans present at the scene wore expressions of utter bewilderment upon hearing Gryffen's words.

Does Mr. Cross also have a combat form? But Mr. Cross is not a God. Did Mr. Cross beat this God up so badly that he's now talking nonsense?

Wolfric, Leopold, and the War Gods of other nations, on the other hand, were frowning discreetly.

Of course, Nathan was not a God, but there had been many rumors recently, especially from the Curia, which has been spreading the news about Nathan being infected with the blood virus and turning into a vampire. The Gods of the Curia even openly stated that Nathan might already be the new king of the vampires.

If Nathan really became a vampire and ascended to the throne as the vampire king, then Nathan would possess the combat form of a vampire.

For a moment, Wolfric and the others had different thoughts. Their gazes toward Nathan were filled with worry and apprehension.

The arrival of aliens, coupled with the emergence of so many terrifyingly powerful gods, had already started to give various countries a headache.

If the humans' strongest God of War, Nathan, were a vampire, then the human race on Earth would be in even greater danger. There was a chance that humanity could face extinction!

Nathan stared coldly at Gryffen, who was waving a pair of huge white-feathered wings and had become exceptionally handsome. The former responded with a smirk.

Upon seeing Nathan smirk, Gryffen immediately felt a great sense of insult.

Nathan's attitude clearly suggested that he could defeat Gryffen without even needing to go into combat form.

That made him, the Divine Realm Swordmaster, thoroughly enraged.

"Go ahead and laugh all you want. I want to see how long you can keep it up."

After saying that, a pair of white wings sprouted from his back, flapping fiercely twice in quick succession.

He soared into the sky like an eagle, his hand gripping a lightsword. In the next second, He swooped down toward Nathan from mid-air with the glinting lightsword aimed straight at Nathan's forehead. Nathan lifted his sword and went into deep concentration before striking out with a single slash.

Clang!

The blade struck precisely at the tip of Gryffen's sword.

Sparks flew, and Nathan's feet sank deep into the ground.

Meanwhile, Gryffen was sent flying backward from the collision, but the white feathered wings on his back fluttered twice, stabilizing his figure. Thanks to his wings, he was surprisingly suspended in mid-air. Swoosh!

He dove down again, faster and more ferocious than before.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed beneath Nathan, causing the ground to collapse.

He shot out from the earth like an eagle, meeting Gryffen in the sky.

The weapons of the two beings clashed in an instant, creating a series of thunderous echoes that resonated through the air.

Once again, both parties immediately flew away from each other.

After retreating, Gryffen still hovered in the air with the help of his flapping wings.

When Nathan was flung out, he landed effortlessly atop the flagpole in the prison square.

Gryffen stared at Nathan atop the flagpole, scoffing, "I refuse to believe you can still hide your true power in my presence."

At that, Gryffen's wings flapped behind him, allowing him to charge toward Nathan at incredible speed.

Nathan slightly bent his legs, then propelled himself forward, facing Gryffen once again. The two exchanged several blows in mid-air before Nathan took advantage of the situation to land on a nearby rooftop.

Thanks to his wings, Gryffen could stay in the air for longer periods.

When Gryffen saw Nathan land on the roof, the former pursued without any hesitation.

In an instant, the rooftop was

occupied with sword shadows,

sword auras, and the blades' glints Their radiance scattered in all directions. Wherever the two fought, destruction was left in their wake.

The two figures dashed around incessantly.

They fought from one rooftop to another, their battleground growing larger and further at the same time. Gradually, they faded from the sights of the people on the scene. Mila and the Gods quickly commanded, "Go after them!"

With a whoosh, they transformed into streaks of afterimages, darting onto the rooftops in hot pursuit.

War Gods from various countries present at the scene, Heptakill, Colin, and the Eurasian soldiers were both shocked and angered.

Colin quickly said, "Protect Chief Cross!"

Heptakill commanded the surrounding troops, "Let's go!"

Large groups of warriors hurriedly pursued in the rough direction where Nathan and Gryffen had disappeared.

However, they did not possess the

terrifying strength of Nathan and Gryffen, nor did they have the Gods agility to move as easily on rooftops as on flat ground. They could only pursue through the streets and alleys.

With the massive crowd, their speed had significantly slowed down.