Chapter 2354


    The only one left standing, Liamme, leaped toward Nathan with his steel crutches raised high above his head to deliver the killing blow.


    Despite the certainty of his defeat, Liamme''s face was pale with determination to meet his adversary.


    Nathan brought an immense fist forward.


    Military Punch!


    His fist met the crutches with a boom that echoed throughout the port.


    Liamme''s weapon emitted a faint crackle before exploding into fragments.


    The crutches were not the only ones to absorb the full impact of Nathan''s strike. Instead, the force of Military Punch passed through the crutches and sent a powerful reverberation through to Liamme''s shoulders and organs.


    Like Schr, Liamme stumbled several paces.


    With a final look of disbelief on his ashen face, he stared up at Nathan before falling to the ground. The impact from Nathan''s fists had turned


    Liamme''s organs into smithereens.


    Colin''s battle ended at the same time as Nathan''s.


    Though Colin and the Elite Eight had managed to survive the battle unscathed, Derrick''s mercenaries were all lying face down in pools of their own blood.


    Derrick gazed at Nathan in rm.


    Though he was well aware of Nathan''sbat prowess, he did not expect the five who had been with him since the old days of the war to fall as easily as they did in Nathan''s hand.


    Nathan red back at him. "Are you


    going to do it, or shall I?"


    Derrick took off his jacket and tossed it aside. "I have been enlisted as early as I was legally allowed to. I was a part of the Marine Corps, and I was trained at Westside Military Academy. Throughout the years of war, I''ve had my fair share of worthy opponents. Whether or not I survive this fight, I will not be surrendering. I know that I''m no match for you, Mr. Cross, but I''ll fight you until myst breath."


    Nathan lifted his head. "Come."


    Boom!


    Derrick leaped forward with a force simr to a cannonball, leaving behind cracks in the concrete where his feet had been.


    Upon closing in on his target, he raised a fist.


    In response, Nathan raised his own and was soon engaged in a furious sparring match.


    As they were both military men, theirbat style was simr. Efficiency and brutality were prized, with strength and speed being determinants for victory.


    Within seconds, the oue of the match was bing apparent.


    Thud! Crash''. Pow!


    Derrick appeared increasingly worried as the battle progressed.


    Several minutester, Derrick was already grimacing in pain from having endured being struck on more than one asion. As he stood panting to catch his breath, he spat out a mouthful of blood.


    Taking advantage of his opponent''s fatigue, Nathan leaped up andnded a heavy kick onto the former''s chest with a powerful torque of his hips. Crash!


    Derrick was sent flying headfirst into a wall from the impact. Amidst the rubble, he spewed blood uncontrobly as he could not even muster the strength to get on his feet.


    Without casting another nce at his opponent, Nathan turned to Colin. "Inform Quentin about all of the deaths here tonight. Make it clear to him that he''s next."


    "Understood!"


    Then, Nathan turned to look at Thomas.? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    Fearing for his life, Thomas fell to his knees before Nathan. "Forgive me, Mr. Cross! I am an addict and a liar. Please punish me as you see fit!" he sobbed.


    Nathan replied, "Don''t ever call me


    that again. This will be thest time Ie to your aid. Never tell anybody that you''re from the North Army and never tell them that you once served under me. You''re on your own from now on."


    Thomas howled in despair as Nathan turned to leave.


    Colin and the Elite Eight regarded Thomas with pity and disapproval.