Salute To The General

Chapter 3175



Instinctively, the members of the werewolf clan turned to look at the high priest.

Steen never thought that there would be a day when a decision from him would decide the life or death of the clan.

At that very second, it felt as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. Cold sweat kept beading on his forehead and rolling down his face.

Gritting his teeth, he then responded, "The fate of the werewolf clan can only be decided by the alpha of the clan. Whether we fight on, or surrender will be up to the Alpha Wolf."

Nathan was stunned when he heard that.

Isn't the Alpha Wolf, Raytor, dead? His body is kneeling right before me! What does Steen mean by he's going to let the Alpha Wolf decide?

Just as Nathan was gripped by bewilderment, Steen began chanting under his breath.

Shortly after, a strange scene appeared.

A faint humanoid figure appeared under the moon, and the figure had Raytor's face.

A spirit?

This time, even Nathan was taken aback.

The truth was that it was no spirit.

In the first dozens of minutes after a being's death, the consciousness still lingered. However, the body was no longer functional, and the consciousness could not control it anymore.

After the death of the body, the consciousness would begin to fade away.

In other words, Steen was using the werewolf clan's witchcraft to manifest Raytor's consciousness physically.

Then, Steen sorrowfully said to the figure, "Alpha Wolf, where do we go now? Please bestow to us your final order."

It seemed like Raytor was aware that he had died and that his consciousness would fade soon.

Perhaps it was because he was dead, for he became kinder and more open-minded.

A look of melancholy was on his face as he looked at his clansmen.

Slowly, he said, "Nathan is truly one of his kind. I have never seen a human warrior as powerful as him. I'm afraid that our plan to rise to the top and take over the earth will be a failed one if powerful human warriors like Nathan are around. The werewolf clan can never be a match for the vampires. We do not have many offsprings, and we have few clansmen, unlike the vampires, who can use ancestral blood to turn can

humans into vampires. Th

even infect humans with the blood virus to make them into their bondslaves. Steen, I am dead. From now on, I'm counting on you to take care of the werewolf clan. If you ask for my opinion, I would honestly tell you that I hope you'll surrender. Then, return to the woods in the mountains and live in the darkness for the rest of our lives. We werewolves will never make humans our enemies ever again. Of course, this depends on whether or not humans will let us live. Otherwise, we'll have to fight. We'll have to fight to live."

Upon hearing Raytor's words, the werewolves had similar grim looks. They knew that their clan had reached a time when the fate of the clan was uncertain.

Right as Raytor said that, he turned to Nathan and uttered, "Nathan, you once said that you'd spare the werewolves if the werewolves surrendered. Is that option still on the table?"

In the next second, everyone-humans and werewolves-all focused on Nathan.

After a moment of silent

contemplation, Nathan replied, "I, as

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Hundred Nations Gods of War Alliance, the president of Eurasia and the God of War of Eurasia, will swear that, as long as the

werewolves leave the human cities and return to the woods to never do any evil, humans will spare their lives. We will not hunt every last one of you down."

Raytor seemed delighted and relieved to hear that.

He replied, “Nathan, I've always heard about your gentlemanly ways. I hope you'll stick to your promise."

With that, he turned to Steen and the

other werewolves to command,

"Listen to my order, fellow

werewolves, leave the human cities

and countries and return to the mountains. We will never step

into human society ever again.

Those who go against my command shall be punished by the Wolf God."

All the werewolves answered in unison, “Yes, Alpha Wolf!”