Chapter 1604


    Quirrell didn''t stop there. Instead, he swooped over to Nathan again with a murderous look in his


    eyes.


    The cars and concrete bs around them had all been reduced to dust by Quirrell''s fearsome


    power.


    In fact, Quirrell had a lesser-known nickname —''the King of Destruction''. Wherever he went, he


    brought destruction.


    The people around him gazed at him in shock. Even Colin and Kylie, who were rarely panicked,


    gazed anxiously at Nathan and were worried for his safety.


    However, while Quirrell was forceful and violent, Nathan had the steadiness of a mountain to


    counter him.


    Quirrell had thrown out ten blows in a row. However, not only had he been unable to bring Nathan


    down, but he had barely been able to touch Nathan at all.


    This made Quirrell a little stunned. Evidently, Nathan''s appointment as the God of War had not been


    an ident.


    Just as he had finishednding those blows on Nathan, Nathan spoke up.


    “Well, you''ve had your chance. It''s my turn now.”


    “I''ll take you down in one strike!”


    Nathan''s time of avoidance was over—it was time for him to attack. As he crouched in an


    aggressive stance, he started to look more fearsome than he did before.


    Nathan leaped forward, his hand clenched in a


    fist.


    It was the first move they learned in militarybat ss—the Lightning Strike!


    Nathan had developed this move from his years of experience on the battlefield—it incorporated the


    fighting skills taught in the army, as well as the Assassin Boxing Method, which he hade up


    with himself.


    Nathan thrust his fist towards Quirrell, a horribly dark look on his face.


    As his fist whizzed through the air, the surrounding air seemed to part. There was even a distinct


    crackling sound not unlike the noise produced by a p of lightning as it whizzed through the sky.


    Meanwhile, Quirrell''s expression changed.


    He could feel distinctly that Nathan''s punch packed the power of a thousand bolts of lightning. For


    some reason, Quirrell had the sense that he was being charged at by an entire battalion of soldiers


    and horses.


    As Nathan got closer to him, Quirrell felt all the heat drain out of him, as though he had suddenly


    been dunked in an ice bath. Even breathing became a little difficult.


    Even as he tried to control his fear, he couldn''t help but marvel at Nathan''s fighting skills. How


    strong!


    For some reason, Quirrell felt like turning around and fleeing.


    However, he realized that Nathan''s fist was already too close to him. There was no way he was


    going to be able to escape now.


    Hence, all Quirrell could do was to stand his ground. Summoning up all the energy in his body, he


    growled deeply and thrust a fist towards Nathan.


    Bang!


    Their fists crashed against each other with a loud bang that sounded like a menacing boom of


    thunder.


    Nathan remained perfectly rooted to his spot like a stalwart tree.


    However, Quirrell''s body convulsed awfully, as though he had been struck by lightning.


    The power of Nathan''s fist was so strong that it had managed to shatter the bones in Quirrell''s right


    armpletely.


    More frighteningly, that power had radiated through Quirrell''s body so his insides felt as though they


    had been turned inside out.


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    Instantly, Quirrell vomited out a mouthful of blood and stumbled backward, managing to steady


    himself only after seven or eight steps. As he stumbled, he left a trail of heavy footprints in the


    cement ground.


    His face was pale as a sheet as he looked fearfully and miserably at Nathan.


    Nathan had managed to break his arm and wreck all his internal organs in one fell swoop!


    Wasn''t that too frightening?


    Quirrell wasn''t the only person who was in disbelief.


    Even his subordinates were gaping at the scene with their mouths open in shock.


    After all, Quirrell was known as Dragon in the South. Everyone thought he would be able to hold his


    own against the God of War.


    However, he had been defeated by one punch from Nathan.


    Seeing him lie on the floor in misery, Quirrell''s subordinates came running up to help him up. Rather


    anxiously, they asked, “Boss, are you alright?”


    Quirrell opened his mouth as if to say something but immediately threw up blood all over the floor


    again.


    Nathan said in a calm voice, “Since you were once a respected individual in the army, I made sure


    to put only two-thirds of my strength into that punch. Whether you''ll survive this is up to your own


    destiny.”


    “By the way, go back and tell Mr. Davier to know his limits. Otherwise, he might end up dying a


    pretty horrible death.”


    “Now get lost!”


    Quirrell''s subordinates carried him on their shoulders and fled the scene immediately.