Chapter 467 The Golden Lord “Is this the best you can do?” Donald ridiculed. “Since you dare lay a
finger on the army of Yorksland, I will teach you what ‘despair’ means today.” Then, Donald lifted his
foot and booted the ground. Vroom! Ear-shattering explosions followed one after another, shaking up
the whole no man’s land. What came next were shrieks and screams of thousands of special forces
soldiers who were flung upward into the air en masse. The projectiles halted mid-air before Donald held
out his five fingers and clenched his fist. Poof! All of them were smashed into dust. What? What kind of
power is this? Before that attack was over, Donald lifted his hand again and another five thousand
soldiers were hurled into the air. The same fate befell them when they were burned into ashes. Nathan,
Finnley, and Rosie were awestruck. Did he just kill ten thousand men? Beerus, Pharaoh, Erskine, and
Hobarton froze with their eyes glued to the sight as their faces turned colorless. Since when did
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYorksland have such a formidable warrior?
“This is insane!” Finnley exclaimed. Rosie was equally shaken. Her beautiful eyes said it all when they
widened in disbelief. His power is terrifying. As a Novem Stella Warrior himself, Nathan thought he was
already at the pinnacle, but when he saw Donald, his mind was blown away. “Who are you?” Erskine
roared. “Who am I?” Donald mumbled as if he was talking to himself. “I’ll show you who I am.” Clang!
The metal box he carried was flung into the air and it opened up on its own. A sparkling halberd
dropped from the metal box into his hand. The jurganite halberd! He must be the Golden Lord! “The
Golden Lord! You didn’t die!” Erskine bellowed. Fear flooded his eyes. With the weapon in his hand,
Donald became increasingly invincible and intimidating until his whole self turned into the embodiment
of perfection. His power level broke five million, and the whole area quaked violently around him.
Although no one was wearing evaluation glasses, Donald’s power level was evident. Everyone knew
he was indestructible at that point. His ability was fully released, sending ripples of strong astral winds
blowing across their bodies. Cries resounded again among the soldiers.
Their flesh was cut open and scrapped off by the waves of wind, leaving behind just their skeletons.
Erskine, who was already debilitated by the sight, retreated speedily and fled, but just as he turned, the
golden halberd appeared and enlarged in his field of vision until it nailed him to the ground through his
stomach. In a heavy thud, the warrior was pinned to the ground. “Argh!” Erskine bawled. Meanwhile,
Rosie had already taken out her phone to record what she saw. “Harness your poison!” Pharaoh
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmreminded Hobarton. Donald turned slowly and pointed at them. “Come at me all at once if y’all dare,”
he uttered.
“Now!” the King of Plagues barked. He waved his right hand, and a green thick smoke diffused into the
air from his palm, engulfing his enemy. “Die now!” Hobarton cursed, but the hideous expression on his
face was soon replaced by shock. When the poison got in contact with Donald’s skin, it formed circles
of ripple before turning into flames. He’s invulnerable to poison! Swoosh! Pharaoh quickly awakened
Hunter’s Coil and unplugged the metal wire from Nathan’s body. It expanded until hundreds of meters
long with one end accelerating toward Donald’s head, but the latter did not dodge. The coil hit him,
emitting a loud clash when it collided with Donald’s head. The friction sparks proved that Hunter’s Coil
did not penetrate his skin at all.
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