Salute To The General

Phoenix Spaceship had returned, but the one who returned was not the Swordmaster, Gryffen. Instead, it was Helios, the Demigod.

The moment Helios stepped into the grand hall, the elite Gods present at the scene couldn't help but start whispering in surprise, asking, "What's going on? Where is Gryffen, the Swordmaster?" Even the God King Medille couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in the depths of his eyes.

He stared at Helios seriously, waiting for Helios' explanation.

Helios respectfully bowed to the God King, saying, "I have the honor of meeting the God King."

Medille calmly said, "I must say, I'm delighted to see you return safely. However, tell me about your other two companions, especially the Swordmaster, Gryffen."

Helios burst into tears in an instant when he heard Gryffen's name getting mentioned.

"Your Majesty, in order to save us Demigods, Lord Gryffen engaged in battle with Nathan. He was killed by Nathan," Helios reported.

What? Medille's eyes widened involuntarily, and he couldn't believe his ears.

In the grand hall, the elite Gods were both shocked and furious.

"Gryffen was killed by Nathan?"

"Is this for real? Are there really such powerful people on Earth? Is Nathan's combat power that impressive?"

"Helios the Demigod, you better not deceive us!"

Facing the questioning of many strong individuals present, Helios quickly responded, "Respected ones, I wouldn't dare to deceive any of you! If you don't believe me, you can contact Eugene IV of the Curia. He will certainly vouch for me."

The shock in Medille's eyes had vanished, replaced by a trace of sorrow and profound anger. "It seems like Gryffen had truly been sacrificed."

Helios knelt on the ground, choking back tears, and said, "The Swordmaster sacrificed his life to save us three Demigods. Every time I think of his sacrifice, I feel such profound sorrow."

At the scene, a particularly burly

figure emerged, standing three

meters tall and two meters wide at the shoulders. He looked like a mountain, and he fumed, "Gryffen is proficient in swordsmanship, and his strength is not to be

underestimated. Humans on Earth could only have killed him by outnumbering him, or even by resorting to all sorts of despicable tactics. I can only imagine how frustrated Gryffen must have felt at the time of his death. As his friend, I must avenge him."

In the grand hall, upon hearing the words, the elite Gods all expressed their agreement.

"Indeed! Gryffen's swordsmanship is exceptional. If it comes to a one-on-one fight, there's no one on Earth who can match him."

"That despicable Nathan must have used a human wave attack or some underhanded tactics to drain Gryffen of his strength before he made his move to kill Gryffen."

"We cannot let him go. We must cleanse the Earth with blood. We must kill him and avenge Gryffen."

In the grand hall, the elite Gods were filled with righteous indignation, each speculating what kind of despicable methods Nathan could have used to defeat Gryffen.

Everyone's voices melded together, creating a cacophony.

From atop the throne, Medille voiced, "That's enough! Silence!"

When the God King spoke, the elite Gods immediately fell silent, restoring tranquility within the grand hall.

Medille's gaze fell on Helios, and he

slowly said, "As everyone has mentioned, Gryffen's strength is extraordinary, especially when compared to the Earth, a planet that's akin to a garbage dump. Besides the vampires who fled there, there are also a few werewolves who are relatively strong in combat. That vast multitude of earthlings is nothing more than ants. Neither humans, vampires, nor werewolves could be a match for the Gryffen. When Gryffen made his sacrifice, he must have faced injustice. His sacrifice must have been truly

heroic. Demigod Helios, would you please share the story of Gryffen's sacrifice with everyone? Let the chamberlains present document it. In the future, it will be convenient for the bards of the Divine Realm to sing about the heroic deeds of Gryffen, the Swordmaster, who humans tragically betrayed."

As soon as those words fell, all the elite Gods turned to look at Helios.

The official in charge of

documenting the daily life of the God

King at the scene immediately

placed his hands on the instrument,

ready to transcribe Helios's

Belf

description of the Swordmaster,

fo

Gryffen's demise, preparing t

récord a tale of triumph and tears.