Chapter 826 A Good Sword


    With that, the eight warriors brandished their weapons as they charged at Donald.


    Even though it might look like Donald was done for, he was actually not bothered by it.


    Donald''s first reaction was to take a step back to avoid Zane''s piercing sword.


    Thereafter, he grabbed Zane''s wrist before pulling thetter toward him with some fleeting footwork.


    Donald''s movements were so fluid that it appeared as if Zane had run in front of the former to


    be his human shield.


    “Get out of the way!”


    Caught by surprise when Zane got in between them, the other warriors managed to pull back their


    attacks to avoid hurting him.


    Unlike the others, Marcel had no such concerns.


    In fact, the broadsword in his hand elerated toward Zane''s chest instead.


    He intended to plunge it through both Zane and Donald together, just like a kebab skewer.


    ng!


    Donald reacted by pulling Zane back, giving thetter the opportunity to block with his sword.


    “That''s heartless of you, Marcel!” Zane barked upon fending off the strike.


    Marcel was outraged by Zane''s action. “Why did you block? If you hadn''t done so, I would''ve killed


    him!”


    “Duh! And I would have been dead too!”


    Even though everyone wanted toplete the mission for their respective families, no one was


    ready to sacrifice their lives for it.


    After all, they had all worked hard to be a divine-stage Novem Ste Warrior. Thest thing


    they wanted was to die on a mission for the family.


    Donald wasn''t afraid of their numerical superiority precisely because he knew the limits of their


    commitment.


    Seizing upon the opening provided by Zane and Marcel''s argument, Donald grabbed Zane''s neck


    from behind, silencing him.


    “I just saved your life, Donald. Is this how you repay me?”


    Donald replied with a grin, “Since you have already saved me once, why don''t you give your life for


    it.”


    “What do you—”


    Crack!


    Zane was interrupted by the sound of his neck being snapped.


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    The other seven Ste Warriors gasped in unison.


    No matter how useless Zane was, he was still a divine-stage Novem Ste Warrior. Yet he was


    strangled to death by Donald as if he was a helpless chick.


    Donald took Zane''s sword from his hand and flicked the de.


    A loud buzz that sounded like a dragon''s roar rang out.


    “This is a good sword. It was such a waste in Zane''s hands.”


    Now that Donald was armed with a weapon, the aura he exuded waspletely different.


    Standing in front of the seven powerful warriors like a legendary swordsman, he gave them a


    condescending look.


    “Don''t just stand there. Come and meet your end. I''m in a hurry here.”


    The warriors'' faces contorted.


    “Insolence! There are seven of us, you brat. You really do have a death wish.”


    “Stop wasting time and attack!”


    No one dared to hold back against Donald anymore.


    As Marcel swung his broadsword, the ghoulish howl that echoed from it sent a chill down


    everyone''s spine.


    He had wanted to seize the moment Donald was distracted to kill him with the others.


    Unexpectedly, Donald was unfazed by the sound emitted by the broadsword as he thrust his own


    sword at Marcel.


    Unlike Zane''s weak strike, Donald''s sword energy evolved into a transparent image of a giant


    dragon.


    The wraith-like forms that the broadsword unleashed instantly dissipated in its presence.