Unlimited Son-In-Law

Chapter 468 Plena Stella Warrior Then, Donald grabbed the coil and crumpled it in his palm. “Nice tool. I’ll take it.” Pharaoh was shell-shocked. In a swift movement, he vanished from where he was. When he reappeared again, he was already hundreds of meters away from Donald. “And you call yourself the fastest warrior in the world?” Donald scoffed. While his voice was still ringing at one spot, his body was already right in front of Pharaoh and Donald clutched him in the neck. Rosie gaped at his shadow which was still lingering and talking in the original spot. “What the f*ck! I’m seeing his afterimage!” Right after Donald’s shadow disappeared, he returned to the same spot again with Pharaoh in his hand.

Donald smashed him to the ground and drilled his foot through his stomach. A gush of blood spurted from Pharaoh’s mouth, and he felt as if his whole body was crushed. Donald’s strength was unbearable for him. “Fall back!” Beerus roared. His heart was already overwhelmed by fear. He knew he should not stay any longer, yet before he retreated, a sharp pang of pain spread across his chest. He lowered his gaze only to see Donald’s punch planted on his chest before his ribcage shattered. One blow! Beerus could not even survive a single blow from Donald. I’m a Novem Stella Warrior! I should have seen him coming at me! Beerus’ hands crossed in front of his chest as he was pushed back by Donald’s force by tens of meters. That distance was nothing to Donald. He marched forward and dealt another punch. The second blow’s impact was so great it emitted a light that lit up the whole sky. Slash! The strike landed on Beerus’ arms and severed his two limbs. His agonizing shrieks pierced through the air as his body was thrown off far away, breaking tens of trees before he finally dropped to the ground, immobilized. Hobarton knew that was a lost cause. He ran off frantically to save his life. At that moment, Donald looked at the coil in his hand and whipped it. Hunter’s Coil straightened into a one-hundred-meter long string and it stabbed Hobarton, pegging him to an old tree.

Plena Stella Warrior,” he answered in indignance as he walked toward the armed troops facing him. Those ten-over companies had their guns in place and took aim at Donald. One of the leaders spoke into his loudspeaker. “Fighters of Yorksland!” he shouted. “Hand us the Novem Stella Warrior before we raze this entire place to the ground!” A choppy sound came from above as helicopters and fighter jets hovered above Donald, getting ready to fire at him. Nathan struggled to get on his feet and took a leap until he stood at the top of