Salute To The General

Chapter 3178



Herod frowned as he swirled the liquid in his glass. “The werewolves are too weak and cowardly to be our allies. What excuse did they come up with after their defeat?"

The vampire said in a soft voice, "Steen said that the authority of humans is unquestionable. Their War God, Nathan Cross, is unrivaled. He told you to give up before it's too late, lest we vampires meet our doom."

Crack!

A cold glint flashed across Herod's eyes. He tightened his grip on the glass in his hand, crushing it into smithereens.

Sharp shards of glass pierced his palm, causing blood to cover his hands.

With a wave of his hand, all the glass fragments and blood in his palm flew to the floor. Plumes of thick smoke started rising from the stone-paved floor, and the brick tiles were soon eroded away.

The skin on Herod's bloodied hand, however, recovered in the blink of an eye, and his palm appeared as fair and smooth as a young girl's.

Seeing how Herod flew into a rage, anger surged within Lyanna, too. She shouted, "The audacity of Steen to say something like that! He and his weredogs had their tails tucked between their legs after getting defeated by Nathan. Do they think we'll be as weak as they are? Patriarch Herod, the treacherous weredogs have betrayed us and disrespected you. I suggest we send a prince and a troop to the mountains to teach those werewolves a lesson. Let them understand the consequences of disrespecting us!"

Herod, on the other hand, had already regained his composure. He let his gaze wander to the sand table, studying the temporary headquarters of the Hundred Nations Gods of War Alliance and also the headquarter of the Curia, Salinsburgh.

After a minute of silence, he stated coldly, "I have always regarded the werewolf clan with disdain. Now that our clan has expanded, they've become even more insignificant in my eyes. Our main target is humans, so I don't want to complicate the issue by adding the werewolves into the mix. Once we defeat the humans, we'll then focus on obliterating the werewolves."

Lyanna immediately voiced her agreement. "Yes, you're right, Patriarch Herod. I can't wait to see the looks on those weredogs' faces when we win the war against humans."

Herod kept his gaze locked on Salinsburgh's location on the sand table as the image of Nathan crossed his mind.

With an icy tone, he continued, "The werewolf clan has retreated. We'll push on. We'll do what the werewolves are scared of doing. We'll kill the ones they didn't dare to lay a hand on. Notify the thirteen clans and the princes on the battlefield. Whoever brings me Nathan Cross' head, I'll grant them a drop of my blood. I officially announce the kill order on Nathan Cross. I hope I'll hear the good news of someone defeating him soon."

Lyanna answered, "Yes, Patriarch Herod. I'll inform the respective princes and clans.”

The news about the Patriarch giving out the kill order on Nathan had spread across the vampiric kingdom.

Many of the vampire elites were eager to try their luck, especially the chief prince, Lux.

Lux had been itching to compete against Nathan since a long time ago. Besides, the latter had murdered his trusty subordinate before this, and he wanted to avenge his subordinate.

Since even the Patriarch gave his orders to kill Nathan, Lux was eager to be the first.

In the meantime, Nathan and Hepburn had reclaimed the towns and cities previously occupied by the werewolf clan and returned to Salinsburgh as victors.

Throughout Salinsburgh, tens of thousands of people filled the alleys and streets, warmly welcoming the return of Nathan.

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against the Alpha Wolf reached the

city, his fame soared to an

all-time

high. Overnight, he gained hero.

worship from many foreigners and

admiration from considerable women. Content belongs,

Nathan sat in the royal carriage sent by the Curia. Under the protection of Colin and his crew as well as the Curia's armed escort, the carriage headed toward the Curia's headquarters.

The long road that led to their destination was filled with tons of people wanting to catch a glimpse of the famous hero.

The men would cheer at the sight of

Nathan. Even the heiresses of eminent and wealthy families would gaze at Nathan with burning

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intensity. Some bolder women

would fling themselves at Nathan or throw some personal effects onto Nathan's carriage.

Before long, the carriage had handkerchiefs and undergarments hanging all over it.

Despite his vast experience with

various situations, Nathan was inevitably embarrassed. His

handsome face was slightly flushed as he helplessly looked at the

personal effects dangling on the carriage.

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