Salute to the General novel Chapter 1531

What?

Levis's eyes widened in shock.

All the Nine Angels gasped.

The eighteen elders were so shocked that their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

The elite men of the Dark Temple who were at the scene began sweating profusely. They quickly kept their guard up higher.

Nathan had killed all the Four Devils of Dark Temple in quick and precise moves.

However, the man still looked calm and relaxed, as he chuckled, "The Dark Temple is known as the world's largest assassin organization, yet they dare try to make my subordinate become a Fallen Angel. They even joined forces with eighteen other nations trying to kill me. Is this all you've got?"

With an ashen face, Levis solemnly instructed his men, "Everyone, don't hold back anymore. Show him everything you've got. Either he dies, or we die today fighting him. Kill him!"

At his command, everyone on the scene went into action, including the Nine Angels, eighteen elders, and the hundreds of elite men.

Everyone rushed towards Nathan.

Levis was beginning to regret his actions. He had stipulated that no one could carry firearms when entering the meeting hall.

Otherwise, the assassins who were good with firearms would have guns, and it would be easier to deal with Nathan.

Unfortunately, they could only fight with him head-on now!

Although Levis's fearless men did not carry guns, each of them had weapons such as daggers or brass knuckles. Like a group of beasts, they roared and charged at Nathan, trying to take him down with their numerical superiority.

Colin and Ava yelled in unison, "Protect the General!”

The two of them, as well as the Elite Eight, launched themselves into action together, intercepting the enemy.

However, because of the large number of enemies, many directly bypassed them and lunged at Nathan.

Seeing that more than a dozen people were approaching him, Nathan raised his right foot and stamped it hard on the ground.

Boom!

The ground cracked, and a blast of air came out from under Nathan's feet, sweeping towards the enemies that rushed to him.