Salute To The General

Boom!

Where King William fell, a massive crater was formed with dust billowing.

Nathan's eight wings fluttered gently behind him as he descended from the sky at a leisurely pace. Finally, he hovered at the edge of the deep pit.

He stared indifferently into the deep pit at the bloodied and disheveled King William, and said coldly, "You've lost.

"According to our agreement, the losing side should lead everyone to surrender.

"Now is the time for you to fulfill your promise!

King William's face alternated between shades of pale and green. Next, he lashed out fiercely like a wounded beast.

"I haven't lost yet!"

With a roar, he exploded out of the deep pit and lunged at Nathan once again.

But it was clear now that he was at the end of his rope.

Nathan slightly furrowed his brow. He raised his hand and was ready to deliver a killing blow, but he changed his mind at the last moment. Hmm, a living King William was far more valuable than a dead one. His fist which was originally brimming with power, ultimately lost a significant amount of its force, and he struck out gently.

Even though the punch had been stripped of most of its power, the severely injured King William still couldn't take it. He was once again knocked down by Nathan's punch, falling heavily into a deep pit. This time, even the mighty King William was now at his last gasp, utterly devoid of any ability to resist.

Nathan no longer paid attention to the injured King William on the ground. Instead, he suddenly turned around, gazing into the distant sky, and declared in a deep voice, "The duel is over, and the outcome has been decided. "Your Grand Marshall has already lost to me. It's time for Gods' army to fulfill your promise and surrender to me."novelbin

In the distant sky, there was a blanket of tranquility.

Within Gods spaceship, the four Marshals-Filo, Kilan, Dunn, and Fleming-wore grim expressions. Their faces were ashen.

They never imagined that Nathan could actually be an eight-winged vampire.

They never imagined that King William would end so quickly, and in such a disastrous way.

Now, Nathan asked them to fulfill their promise to lay down their weapons and surrender. What should we do now?

Do we surrender, or should we just play dirty and go straight to war?

King William is gravely injured from the battle, barely clinging to life. If we go to war rashly now, it might directly cost Grand Marshall his life!

With a stiff expression, Filo asked the other three Marshalls, "Grand Marshall has been defeated, what should we do now? Fight or surrender?"

Fleming replied in a deep voice, "We have over a dozen fleets and a large number of ground forces. A third of Gods troops are here. How can we surrender just because of one man, King William?"

Kilan agreed, "That's right. If we

surrender, then Divine Realm will truly be in danger. If Divine Realm falls because of this, we will aff become a laughingstock, and we will all become sinners of Gods

"I believe not only must we not surrender, but we also need to launch an immediate counterattack. We should fight to the death against Nathan and Earth Fleet, defending Divine Realm at all costs."

Dunn slowly said, "If I remember correctly, according to the rules, if all four of us vote, we have the power to dismiss Grand Marshall of his duty, don't we?

"I suggest we vote now, to first dismiss Grand Marshal. That way, the four of us can take over his position.

"If King William is no longer Grand Marshall, naturally his bet with Nathan has nothing to do with us!"

After hearing this, Filo and the other two knew that would mean playing dirty!

That's a bit shameless!

However, there was no better solution right now, we can only proceed this way.

Filo immediately said, "Alright then, considering the serious dereliction of duty by Grand Marshall, I propose a vote to dismiss him from his position. Those in favor, please raise your hands."

The remaining three Marshalls, all raised their hands in unison.

Filo nodded, "Excellent, King William has been relieved of his position as Grand Marshall. Now, Gods' army is temporarily under our joint command. "Now, command the entire army to prepare for battle.

On the ground.

Nathan's eight wings slowly fluttered behind him as he hovered in mid-air. His brow furrowed as he gazed into the distant sky. King William has been defeated.

Yet, it seems like Gods' army has no intention of surrendering. Could they be planning to renege on their word?