Chapter 465 A Long Lost Weapon “I will take all of you at once,” Nathan replied calmly. He had no fear of death. Erskine was the first to move when he stomped on the ground, sending an arm-wide crack extending from where his foot landed. Dust shot up from the ground and was floating in the air. Immediately, Nathan drilled his Serpent Spear into the ground. An overwhelming force was injected deep underground, clashing with the momentum created from Erskine’s blow. Boom! Three deafening explosions ensued as the ground between them broke in a clamor, emitting a glaring light. Like a demon, Erskine dashed into the haze, and by the time he emerged again, his fist was already directed at Nathan.
Nathan hurled his spear to cushion the impact of the attack. His lance curved inward as the blow landed. Then, he lifted his left hand and beat the end of his spear. At the force, the weapon straightened and exerted an immensely huge force, thrusting Erskine off into the air. Crack! His body smashed into a towering tree, and the trunk fell apart. Nathan’s counterattack was formidable, but he overexerted himself. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood. “You’ve been poisoned!” Finnley cried out in terror. Hobarton chuckled. “Yes, and there’s no cure for it—at least not in this country. If I’m not wrong, his organs are pulverized by now.” Meanwhile, Erskine appeared from amidst the dust again, clapping. “You did not disappoint at all, Nathan Collins. You’ve been poisoned, but not weakened.” Nathan stood back up in silence.
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