Salute To The General

As Max's voice grew increasingly high-pitched and intense, his aura soared as well. A pillar-like dark energy burst forth from him, piercing straight through the clouds. His hair and clothes swayed gently without any wind, and even the small pebbles on the ground where he stood began to float up one by one. The nearby warriors all stopped fighting, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Max. Max's face contorted as he reached the end of the spell. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a wild scream. "Ahhhh!"

Hit by the sonic attack, the vampires and humans around them felt their hearts tremble violently. Those with weaker strength couldn't help but cough up blood and fall to the ground. Nathan stood right in front of Max, bearing the brunt of it all.

As Max's fierce scream rushed toward him, Nathan felt a buzzing in his head and suddenly experienced a hallucination. All of a sudden, Max's voice transformed into something tangible. Countless ferocious demons with sharp fangs and claws flew out of Max's mouth one after another. In the end, innumerable demons rushed toward Nathan like they were going to tear him to shreds.

Right then, Nathan understood his move. Max's move was actually similar to the ancient Eurasia martial art technique called the Lion's Roar. They both relied on sound for their attacks. Looking at the evil spirits before him, Nathan scoffed.

"Such petty tricks. Let me show you the true Eurasia martial arts. Try this move and see if it's better than your Ghost Howl!"

With that, Nathan assumed an ancient martial arts stance, his hands moving gracefully like he was practicing shadowboxing. His movements appeared slow but were quite swift.

As Nathan waved his hands, his palms shook. A buzzing sound came through as if numerous mosquitoes were humming around. Then, Nathan's hands moved faster and faster, and so were the shakes of his palms. The buzzes were also getting louder. When Parkhurst saw the scene from a distance, he exclaimed in shock, "Is this the so-called Eurasian shadowboxing?"

Buro, who had been around the block, shook his head. "It looks like it, but it's not. He's actually building up power!" Parkhurst was stunned. "Build up power? What does it mean?" Buro's expression turned serious. "Haven't you noticed that his hand movements are getting faster and his vibration frequency is also increasing? He's building up power. As he does so, the buzz will grow louder and more terrifying. Look, now the sound no longer resembles a mosquito's buzz but rather a surging tide."

Parker exclaimed, "He's still building up his power, and his voice keeps getting stronger."

At that moment, Nathan had developed his move to its utmost potential. "Max, try this Eurasian ultimate technique of mine-Mosquito Thunder! Is it better than your Ghost Howl?"

Right then, Nathan thrust out both

his palms at the same time. His force was laced with thunder and

lightning as it surged toward Max When the ghost-like entities encountered Nathan's technique, they were crushed into pieces by the lightning before vanishing into thin air. Then, the charge continued to sweep toward Max in the distance.

What? Nathan has neutralized my ultimate technique?

As Max watched the lightning surged in his direction, he hurriedly defended himself. He had no time to be shocked.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Boom boomboom

Countless bolts of lightning struck

Max. Even though he was a King-Class vampire, he couldn't help but tremble as his body was continuously struck, forcing him to retreat. With the final blow, he was sent flying backward, crashing¶nto the canyon's stone wall with a thunderous boom. The impact created a large crater in the wall, and numerous shattered rocks fell upon him. Buro and Parkhurst surprisingly didn't react in time. At that moment, their faces changed dramatically.

“Admiral Max?” they exclaimed in unison. Worried that Max was defeated by Nathan in just one move, they were about to step forward to take a look.

Right then, with a thunderous boom,

debris flew in all directions. Max, who was buried by the stones, freed himself. At that moment, he had already assumed his battle stance Although there were numerous scars and traces of burns on his

undiminished. His pair of enormous skeletal wings slowly flapped. He was burning with rage. Glaring at Nathan, he growled, "Nathan, I want you dead." With that, he suddenly charged toward Nathan once again.

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