NovelOnlineChapter 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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsmashed 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.
“Enough talk. Paralyze him. The Chiliad Avion will have to come and claim him with what we want,”
Erskine ordered. Pharaoh advanced, but before he could come any closer, he and those around him
saw something coming from above, and they looked up. Before they could even react, someone had
shot down at lightning speed behind Nathan and Finnley. That person grabbed their clothes, and in the
next instant, the lot had already rocketed into the sky. Everything happened in just a second. “Rosie
Irving! Why are you here?” Nathan asked. Rosie Irving was a dashing woman in her thirties known for
her unbeatable speed. “Your family offered one whole production line for your life, so here I am,” she
replied coldly. “There’s no way I can get away from them,” Nathan said with a sigh. “Ah!” With a grunt,
Rosie’s body jerked forward before she fell to the ground. It turned out that Pharaoh had caught up.
A snake-like wire circled above his head with blood dripping down from it. He had ground a hole
through Rosie’s back, and she was bleeding. “No one challenges my speed,” Pharaoh sneered.
Finnley’s eyes went red when he saw the weapon. It was exactly the same wire that punctured the
heads of the three thousand two hundred members of the Collins family. Beside him, Rosie’s face
contorted in agony. “Rosie? Are you okay?” A voice came from the wireless microphone she was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwearing. It was someone from the Irving family. They had been keeping a close eye on the war. “It’s
Pharaoh. He got Hunter’s Coil,” the woman replied. The person on the other end sucked a breath of
cold air. Even Nathan was shocked. “Are you sure that’s Hunter’s Coil?” Like jurganite, Hunter’s Coil
was made of a type of rare ore.
The only difference was it was much rarer than jurganite. Hunter’s Coil could be controlled by voice. It
was as if it had a spirit of its own and it was highly sensitive to high pitch sounds. That meant that it
could be summoned and controlled using songs or whistles and it could penetrate just anything. The
weapon appeared once thirty years ago. It was used to eliminate the old Novem Stella Warriors in the
country. After that, no one knew where it went until Pharaoh used it that day.
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