The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 827

In a defensive posture, Marcel protected himself by holding the broadsword horizontally across his chest. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to stop the giant dragon.

Not only was Marcel's broadsword shattered from the impact, but his body was also cut in half.

Just like that, another divine-stage Novem Stella Warrior died in battle.

The tremendous power demonstrated by Donald caused everyone else to launch all-out attacks.

In spite of that, their efforts were nothing but futile.

With a sword in his hand, Donald was like a wolf in a henhouse. The rest of the supposedly powerful warriors were cut down by his sword in less than five minutes.

As blood dripped down its tip toward the ground, the spotlessly clean sword glistened in the light.

The scene didn't surprise Draken at all.

Applauding Donald, he remarked, “Just as expected of someone who can breach the defenses of the Youngblood family. I didn't expect an abandoned son of the Campbell clan to be so powerful.”

Draken's haughty attitude disgusted Donald.

“Do you know why I hate the Youngblood family the most? Every single one of you is overconfident. Please get off your high horse. Otherwise, the miserable sight of you dying would just nauseate me.”

“You deserve to die for your insolence!”

Draken immediately tried to grab Donald with his right hand.

Donald had no intention to dodge initially. Regardless of how powerful he is, there's no way he can beat me with his bare hands while I'm armed with a sword.

However, just as Draken was about to grab the sword, Donald quickly sensed something amiss.

A black organism-like layer began to cover Draken's right hand.

He caught Donald's sword without suffering any injuries at all.

“Adamantium?”