Unlimited Son-In-Law

Chapter 501 Legendary Warrior The moment Melanie waved her hand, a car pulled up right away. A few men got out and ushered her into the car. Meanwhile, Donald continued standing still under the streetlight and staring into the distance, looking like a statue. After some time, he said calmly, “Since you’re already here, then don’t leave.” Amidst the darkness, a few men in golden armor walked out with long spears in their hands.

They were covered from head to toe; only their eyes were revealed. All of them were blue-eyed. One could tell they were foreigners at a glance. “Wow. The Irving family is incredible for them to be rearing a pack of loyal dogs from another country,” Donald said sarcastically. As he looked around, he realized there were eight Septet Stella Warriors, all of which were mercenaries and had about a power level of seven hundred thousand. My mother’s family is finally making a move on me. “It’s my honor to meet all of you. May I know who sent you?” asked Donald. No one spoke. Instead, the eight men opened up a path, and a lady stepped out.

Spider.” A deep voice came from behind Donald. Novem Stella Warriors were literally like treasures of the world. No one could employ them unless it was the government. However, Poison Spider was an exception because she liked Braxton. Braxton was known as the most handsome man in

killing you,” said the lady with the veil calmly. Her voice did not sound young at all. She sounded like she was at least forty years old. “Well, what better time for you guys to show up? I was just in the mood to kill some people.” Donald lowered his eyes and smirked. Anyone who knew Donald well would know that Donald’s murderous intent was the strongest at that time. “Tell me. Wouldn’t it be cool if I cut off your heads and delivered them to the Irving residence?” Donald raised his head to let his opponents get a clear view of his face. Right then, the Novem Stella Warrior felt as

heart skipped a beat. “A-A legendary warrior of the Mythical Realm!” Donald’s imposing presence was the mythical presence of someone who would only appear once every five hundred years. “This is bad. Retreat! He’s a legendary warrior of the Mythical Realm!” The veiled lady widened her eyes as a wave of emotions stirred in her heart. There was no mistaking that aura, for she had seen someone like that in Atlantis before. However, that mythical being