Chapter 3327 Trump Card
- “He won!” Colin, Hepburn, and the others saw Gregg and Max being sent flying by Nathan, and both had on their last gasp. They burst into loud cheers irrepressibly. As for the elite vampires at the scene, their expressions were terrible, as if the end of the world had arrived. At that moment, the blazing aura that Nathan had gradually disappeared, which caused him to feel highly exhausted immediately. His physical strength was completely drained.
- Although it wasn't as severe as the last time he fought with Lothar, it was bad enough for him. After using Burblo, an endless wave of exhaustion swept over him. He had endured it to maintain his standing posture. Nathan looked coldly at Gregg and Max, who were on their last gasp, and he said, “You've lost. Order those vampires down the mountain to surrender!” Gregg coughed twice, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
- He was dying soon. After taking a hit from Nathan's Ten Princes of Hell attack, he suffered severe injuries and had now on the verge of death. People tended to have their last words to be kind when facing death. However, that fellow's gaze toward Nathan was fierce and malicious. He laughed coldly, his voice echoing in his throat.