Salute To The General

Gods' army had just arrived at the border between the Imperial Sphere and Tribulation Sphere.

At that point, it was already the middle of the night.

Gods' army set up camp.

Exhausted from the journey, Medille also slept in his clothes in the large military tent.

No sooner had he fallen asleep than a gentle call echoed beside his ear. "Your Majesty!"

It was the voice of his wife, Yelena.

Medille jolted upright in surprise.

He looked around, utterly bewildered.

Following closely, a gust of night wind stirred the large tent curtain, and a graceful figure leisurely entered from outside.

Although the light in the large tent was dim, making it hard to see the face of the newcomer clearly, the familiar figure was clearly his wife, Yelena.

As expected, after entering, the figure softly called out, "Your Majesty!"

Medille immediately got out of bed and walked up to her, his tone full of concern but also a hint of confusion as he spoke. "Darling, why are you here instead of overseeing the battle at the front line? How's the battle going up ahead?"

As Medille spoke, he reached out to take Yelena's hand.

However, when he reached out, he grasped at nothing.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He suddenly realized the face of Yelena before him was covered in blood.

There was a spine-chilling line of blood extending from her forehead to her nose, down to her chin.

He was taken aback. Stumbling two steps backward, he exclaimed, "Darling, what's wrong with you?"

Yelena said softly, "I came to bid you farewell, Your Majesty! I've let you down. I've lost the battle. Nathan has killed me, and the fleet I led has almost been annihilated. I have let you down... If there is a next life, let us be husband and wife again!" After saying that, she turned around, ready to leave.

Seeing the situation, Medille exclaimed, "I forbid you to leave!"

After saying that, he lunged forward abruptly.

However, he grasped at nothing but air. He watched, eyes wide open, as Yelena's figure faded, slowly disappearing into the darkness.

"Darling!"

Medille felt a sharp pain in his heart as if it had been suddenly hollowed out.

He couldn't help but let out a cry of despair!

Suddenly, he jolted awake.

At that moment, he realized he was clad in armor, lying in bed fully dressed.

Hearing his outcry, several guards rushed in anxiously, repeatedly asking, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

It took Medille a while to come to his senses, realizing that what just happened was a dream.

Yet, an inexplicable sense of unease began to rise in his heart.

He waved his hand and said to a few guards, "It's all right! Find out for me immediately about how the vanguarded by Goddess Queen is faring How is the air force she commands doing against the enemy?"

The guards exchanged a glance, readying themselves to make inquiries.

But at that moment, a cry suddenly rang out from outside.

Immediately afterward, Filo and Kilan, covered in blood and in a state of utter disarray, barged in from outside.

The two fell to their knees before Medille, weeping bitterly before they could even speak.

Medille was both shocked and angry. He sternly asked, "Why are you back? How is the war going? Where is Her Majesty now?"

Choking back tears, Filo reported, "Your Majesty, our fleet and the enemy's engaged in a battle so fierce it left both sides devastated. Almost all of our spaceships have been destroyed."

What? Medille's body trembled slightly after he heard that.

Kilan cried out, "Her Majesty took Dunn and Fleming to fight against Nathan, but unfortunately, they were defeated and all killed by Nathan."

Boom!

Medille felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck beside his ear, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

"You're lying! All of you are lying! Her Majesty's power is second only to mine. Who else in the universe could possibly be her match aside from me? How could Nathan possibly be her match? You're lying to me. You must be lying to me!"

Filo and Kilan didn't notice that Medille, upon learning about the annihilation of the Gods Fleet and the death of his beloved wife, was in a state of rampage.novelbin

The two of them knelt on the ground, saying firmly, "Your Majesty, Her Majesty is truly dead!"

"Shut up!" With a roar of fury, Medille clenched both his fists at once.

The space before him suddenly became twisted.

Boom!

Filo and Kilan instantly exploded into two clouds of blood mist, shockingly slain in an instant by Medille.

With reddened eyes and a face

twisted in fury, Medille resembled an

ancient, ferocious beast from the

f

abyss. He muttered with hatred, "Nathan, I won't rest until I've wiped out all of you and until your entire race is eradicated!"