Thump!
Simone's legs gave out, and he knelt on the floor. As his head drooped, he died in that posture.
Nathan Cross killed Commander Simone.
It was quiet, a pin drop silence.
Catherine was gobsmacked by how strong Nathan was.
Nakajima and the men beside him were all shivering in fear as they looked at Nathan. The God of War from Eurasia is a monster!
After a brief moment, Colin, the Elite Eight, and the Eighteen Riders, as well as the two thousand men in Dragon Warriors came to their senses and exploded into a joyous celebration.
“God of War!”
“God of War!”
“God of War!”
They were all chanting his name excitedly.
Their mood was a direct contrast to Nakajima and his men where everyone was down in the dumps.
Nathan raised his right arm, signalling them to be quiet.
The cheering immediately halted, but the excitement was still written all over their faces. They were all immeasurably proud at the moment.
Nathan looked at Simone's corpse before looking around at all the other soldiers there. “Now, is there anyone who still wants to point fingers at me? Anyone who wants to fight me?”
As he scanned around, everyone lowered their heads, afraid to meet eyes with Nathan.
Almost all the elites died in his hands. Even Commander Simone, the super-soldier from the first generation, was crushed by him. Who would ever want to fight Nathan Cross at this point?
Colin and the others looked at the ten thousand soldiers. All of them were quaking in their boots, they were even scared to make a sound in front of Nathan.
That sight got them even more excited, and they looked at Nathan as though they were looking at a god.
As expected of our general, our God of War from Eurasia. He is capable enough to suppress the enemy's entire joint army single-handedly This is simply amazing.
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