Salute To The General

After Medille died, Dexter became the final emotional support of the Gods.

Without defeating Dexter, the Gods would not surrender.

If the Gods refused to surrender and chose to resist to the end, even if Earth Alliance won, it would be a Pyrrhic victory.

It was hard to tell ow many of Earth Alliance's soldiers would survive in the end.

Thus, at that moment, Nathan, disregarding his injuries, actively confronted Dexter. He intended to use slaughter to intimidate and subdue the Gods forcefully. Dexter immediately switched to combat form, rushing toward Nathan. His lightsword swung wildly in his hands, launching an attack on Nathan like a raging storm. Nathan was seriously injured, struggling to cope with the overwhelming pain.

Still, with a sword in hand, he managed to parry all of Dexter's attacks with ease.

The moment all of Dexter's attacks missed their marks, the instant Dexter took a breath, Nathan began his counterattack.

Swoosh!

The sword transformed into The Unsullied, disappearing in a flash.

Dexter instinctively raised his lightsword in defense.

Snap!

A crisp sound echoed.

Dexter's lightsaber was directly severed by Nathan's sword.

Nathan's sword, undiminished in power, passed through Dexter's neck.

In an instant, Dexter's enormous head was thrown high into the air.

The headless corpse spurted a column of blue blood.

Nathan lifted his foot, kicking Dexter's body away. In a deep voice, he declared, "Your temporary Grand Marshall, Dexter, has been executed. Surrender immediately."

The moment he ended his sentence, dozens of God Paladins arrived, all ready for battle.

Nathan moved relentlessly, plunging into the throng of enemies. One by one, the God Paladins fell, screaming in agony under his blade.

Meanwhile, in the midst of the chaos, he was struck by a few swords.

The wounds on his body multiplied, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

However, the battle raged on.novelbin

The Gods continued to resist.

Nathan, with his sword in hand, led the Earth Alliance, continuing the battle against the Gods.

That battle raged on from the afternoon through the evening and into midnight.

Bodies were scattered all over the hills.

The fresh blood turned Rainbow Canyon into a small river.

After a prolonged battle, the most loyal and capable soldiers under Medille's command had largely fallen.

Alas, the remaining God Warriors went from despair to numbness and eventually gave up.

When the first God Warrior dropped his lightsword, he spoke with a dull gaze. "I surrender..."

Upon seeing that, the surrounding God Warriors were all stunned.

An operations supervisor charged forward, angrily cursing, "You b*stard! There are only Gods who die in battle. There are no God's who surrender. Surrendering in battle is a capital offense!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his lightsword and, with a single stroke, he decapitated the surrendering man.

After he had slain that warrior, he was just about to warn the surrounding God Warriors not to even think about surrendering. However, he suddenly met the icy stares of countless God Warriors.

He was so scared that he shivered all over.

The other operations supervisors also sensed that something was amiss, and they hurried over. They confronted the God Warriors with stern faces, demanding, "What are you all doing? What are you doing?"

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Immediately, a towering God Warrior discarded his lightsword and declared coldly, "I surrender. There's no point continuing this doomed battle. It will only lead to the

annihilation of our people. I choose to surrender now. If you dare, go ahead and kill me, too."

The operations supervisors looked displeased, ready to take action against that towering God Warrior.

However, the God Warriors surrounding them began to discard their weapons one after another. They all unanimously declared, "We surrender too!"

Further away, more God Warriors and native fighters also started to throw away their weapons. "We surrender too..."

"Surviving is what matters the most!"

"Yes, the God King allowed us to surrender before his death, so we surrender..."

Seeing that the tide of battle had turned, the operations supervisors dared not utter another word. They had no choice but to lay down their weapons and surrender together. Nathan had been in a fierce battle for half a day. His eyes were bloodshot from the relentless fighting, and he had become numb from the constant killing.

His injuries were severe. He was entirely relying on willpower and instinct to keep going.

Suddenly, he realized there were no enemies left before him and felt lost.

Hepburn rushed in, exclaiming excitedly, "Commander Cross, the enemy has surrendered. They've all surrendered. We've won, we've triumphed!"

From behind, the cheers of the Earth Alliance's soldiers rang out. "We've won! We've finally won! We've conquered Divine Realm!"

Nathan looked around, murmuring to himself, "Have I finally won?"

After he said that, severely injured and overly exhausted, his vision darkened, and he fainted on the spot.

Hepburn quickly held Nathan, anxiously shouting, "Commander Cross, are you all right..."