Salute To The General

Chapter 518 You Should Not Have Turned A Deaf Ear To My...

Miyamoto stood in the downpour, but it was as if his body was surrounded by an invisible shield. The

rain did not land on him; it fell within three centimeters from his body instead.

Penny and the others waited at the entrance of the restaurant not far away from them. When they

realized Miyamoto was blocking Nathan's path with a sword, they began to panic.

On the other hand, Haruto and Bart were drinking tea while looking out of the window on the upper

floor of the restaurant.

Haruto gazed out of the window at Miyamoto, who was completely dry despite standing in the rain.

Narrowing his eyes, he said, "His ability has increased again. Him personally killing Nathan Cross is

pretty much overkill.”

Bart stared at Miyamoto in the rain in astonishment and said with reverence, "The Sword God of Japan

is indeed remarkable. We're very lucky to be able to witness the Sword God perform today.

Nathan is also lucky to be able to die under his blade."

Miyamoto glared at Nathan coldly. "Are you the one who killed my disciple Black Dog?"

Nathan did not reply. Instead, a smile played on his lips as he said indifferently, "Miyamoto, you

shouldn't have stepped foot in this nation again."

Miyamoto Ichiro's expression changed drastically when those words left Nathan's lips.

It was as if he was an injured bird that had heard the sound of the hunter's bow again.

In an instant, his face was wiped clean of any murderous intent from before. His imposing aura was

replaced with a deep terror that filled his heart and gripped his soul.

As his heart pounded and his hands trembled, he gazed at Nathan with horror and said in a quivering

voice, "Y-You are...”

Nathan smiled with a trace of amusement as he answered, "Three years ago, during that war in the

North, you were lucky to be alive. At that time, I warned you, to never set foot in this nation ever again.

You shouldn't have turned a deaf ear to my words."

Boom!

A deafening thunderclap boomed out from above Miyamoto Ichiro's head at that very moment.

Perhaps he was shocked by the thunder, or perhaps he was frightened by Nathan's words, but

Miyamoto's body wavered. He almost fell.

The look he shot Nathan was filled with horror and despair, as well as deep regret.

It's him! It's really him!

He was that terrifying enemy whom he had kept at the back of his mind. That General of the North, who

could exterminate the Coalition Army by himself with just his sword!

With a single strike, that man, the God of War Ares, had not only broken his weapon but had also split

his chest open, causing him to escape back to Japan with his tail tucked between his legs.

Miyamoto's heart sank in utter despair.

When Nathan saw this, he smiled and said, "Miyamoto, you couldn't even withstand a single strike from

me three years ago.

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To a Sword God like him, losing confidence like that was as good as losing the fight.

His entire being turned haggard at that instant. Dispirited, he was like a withered branch that could die

at any moment.