Salute to the General novel Chapter 101

Nathan's figure blurred. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Novem.

As their gazes met, Novem's heart trembled. It was like staring into a deep, dark abyss, and inexplicably that he felt exceedingly small.

There was shock and terror on his face as he asked, "Just whoareyou?"

Nathan's reply was icy, "You don't deserve to know. A criminal like you dying by my hands is already a great honor!"

As the words parted his lips, his left hand shot out to grab Novem's throat as if the other man weighed nothing. He lifted him off his feet easily.

Before Novem could struggle, Nathan's fingers tightened and with a loudcrack, he crushed his windpipe.

Flinging the dead body away, Nathan turned around with narrowed eyes to look at the battlefield behind him.

The floor of Draco Manor was littered with more than two hundred dead or injured. All of them were Novem's men.

Already cowed by Colin Dunne and his team's murderous rampage, Novem's remaining men lost the will to fight as they saw the demise of their master. They flung away their weapons as they fell to their knees, begging for mercy.

Surrounded by the dead bodies of their enemies, Colin, Thomas and the other eight members of their team looked like ten demons standing in the midst of Hell.

Nathan's face was indifferent as he stood beneath the painting of the dragon with his hands clasped behind his back. He looked like an emperor surveying his subjects.

In this battle, Colin had downed 58 men while Thomas had downed 29.

Thomas spoke to Colin with admiration in his voice, "No wonder you're the captain. I humbly concede defeat."

Colin declined to comment as he turned to Nathan. In a respectful tone, he asked,