Chapter 467


    Chapter 467


    The Golden Lord “Is this the best you can do?” Donald ridiculed. “Since you darey a finger on the


    army of Yorknd, 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’snd. 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 Yorknd have


    such a formidable warrior?


    “This is insane!” Finnley eximed. Rosie was equally shaken. Her beautiful eyes said it all when they


    widened in disbelief. His power is terrifying. As a Novem Ste 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.” ng!


    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 sses, 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 erged 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


    reminded Hobarton. Donald turned slowly and pointed at them. “Come at me all at once if y’all dare,”


    he uttered.


    “Now!” the King of gues 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 reced by shock. When the poison got in contact with Donald’s skin, it formed circles


    of ripple before turning into mes. 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 elerating toward Donald’s head, but thetter did not dodge. The coil hit him,


    emitting a loud sh when it collided with Donald’s head. The friction sparks proved that Hunter’s Coil


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