Chapter 466


    Chapter 466


    Unexpected Aid “You’re right. It’s Hunter’s Coil.” With a whistle, Pharaoh straightened the wire before it


    curled up into a ball of a baby fist’s size. Nathan closed his eyes in desperation. I should have known.


    Swoosh! Footsteps approached. The special forces were closing in, and their searchlights illuminated


    the earth as they neared. Rosie was unnerved at the sight. There are at least tens of thousands of


    them, and they are armed with the best weapons. There were people from the Angel Alliance, the


    Knights of The Round Table, the Homeless Alliance, and an army.


    Together, they formed the Continental Rebel Army—one of the biggest armed mercenary groups


    abroad. Their leader was someone they called “General,” a long-term partner of Noah. “I guess I don’t


    have a choice. I will have to go all out if I want the production line,” Rosie noted with a smile. “Kill the


    annoying woman first!” Erskine ordered. He morphed into a humanoid tank and charged forward. Then,


    he raised his shiny robotic arm and extended its sharp fingers, wanting to pierce through Rosie’s head.


    Rosie’s eye widened in horror. With a grunt, Nathan got ready to unleash his full potential to save her.


    A whistle was suddenly sounded. Again, the Hunter’s Coil in Pharaoh’s hand extended into a full-fledge


    coil, prating Nathan’s scap. The other end of the wire was maneuvered toward his abdomen.


    Nathan snarled at the attack and lost all his ability to fight. He was locked right where he was, unable to


    move an inch. All he could do was watch Rosie being butchered. “Rosie!” the person shouted through


    the wireless earpiece. “What’s going on?” “I think Hobarton poisoned me. I can’t move!” she shouted


    frantically. She slumped to the ground, and her face paled as she watched the robotic arm move closer


    toward her throat. She could even see in her mind Erskine’s gruesome face as he choked her to death.


    That was a moment of despair for her, but it was also then that a loud noise reverberated in the air.


    Erskine was propelled backward forcefully until he banged into a tree. His right arm shook


    uncontrobly at the impact. Everyone was thunderstruck. “How dare you.” From deep within the


    woods, a man in a metal mask and a suit surfaced. On his back was a metal box that looked like a


    coffin. Erskine stared at his arm in disbelief, and a tempestuous storm raged in his heart. He could not


    believe his arm was punctured by a mere stone. I’m a Novem Ste Warrior! There’s no way a stone


    can break my arm! Who is this man? Nathan and his friends were equally rmed. They shifted their


    gaze toward the mysterious man—Donald.


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    “How dare you create a mess in my territory? Since you guys have the audacity to do that, none of you


    will leave Yorknd alive,” Donald continued calmly as he walked toward Nathan. When he was right in


    front of Nathan, Donald looked down at the Novem Ste Warrior. “Run,” Nathan whispered when he


    met Donald’s gaze. “There’s poison all around,” the wounded man added. “Who are you?” Erskine


    interrupted. “You’ll regreting here alone,” Pharaoh weighed in. Beerus also agreed. “We have thirty


    thousand soldiers from the special forces with us. Besides, there are four Novem Ste Warriors here.”


    Donald nced around, and golden mes shone in his eyes. At that time, beams of red lights were


    directed toward him. The snipers were ready to fire. “Kill him!” Pharaoh roared. Bang! Gunshots


    echoed incessantly until the moment when everyone stopped in horror. A light beam blocked off the


    bullets around Donald, protecting Nathan and everyone else who was with him. They dodged all the


    bullets.