The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 994 Single Sword Strike

“Lord Campbell, it's really too dangerous here. Let's move back a bit.”

The monstrous head landed right in front of Donald, an occurrence that no one had anticipated.

Grian's first instinct was to protect Donald and retreat. After all, this creature was not completely dead yet.

If this monster were to retaliate and cause any harm to Donald in its dying moments, it would be a loss far outweighing any gain for them.

“Why should I back off? I'm just waiting to deliver the final blow.”

After finishing his words, Donald beckoned with his right hand.

The surrounding sand and soil suddenly gathered toward Donald's right hand.

Following that, a sword made of gathered sand and stone materialized in his hand.

Donald took steady steps toward the monster, raising his sword, ready to finish it off.

It seemed as though the monster had also realized something.

Its eyes were fixed intently on Donald, emitting sounds of anger and resentment from its mouth.

However, there was not a shred of pity in Donald's eyes.

When it came to such monsters that would devour humans at will, Donald has never been one to show mercy.

“Just die.”

Raising the long sword in his hand, Donald swung directly downwards.

In an instant, all the sand and stones responded to Donald's call, swiftly and uniformly striking toward the monster's head.

As if bound by some mysterious law, the monster was instantly torn apart by this single sword strike.

Its hard skull also made a cracking sound.

This sound was like a chainsaw cutting through a steel plate, causing everyone to instinctively cover their ears.

Just when Grian and the others could hardly bear the piercing noise, everyone heard a sudden “pop.”

The monster's skull was like a pried-open tin can, a wave of heat radiating directly from within.

“Update. The target has lost all signs of life. It's dead.”

Upon hearing the report from the subordinate in charge of monitoring, everyone looked at Donald with a face full of admiration.

How hard was the skull of this monster?

Previously, when the ammunition hit the monster's skull head-on, it only left a slight blast mark without actually breaking through the monster's defense.

But now, with a casual swing of his sword, Donald had performed a craniotomy on this monster. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

How could such strength not inspire admiration among those soldiers?

“Lord Campbell, how should we deal with this monster?”

This creature was something Grian had never seen before.

But if one were to give it some thought, one would realize that this creature was a treasure trove from head to toe.

Its bones could be used to make various bone products and be taken for material analysis.

Also, its skin could be used to make battle uniforms similar to tight-fitting battle suits.

Donald let go of the long sword in his hand, yawned, and said, “Let's hand it over to Lab 7. Aren't they the ones who specialize in studying these odd and peculiar things? Notify them to come and pick it up themselves.”

“Yes, Lord Campbell.”

Donald waved his hand at Grian and said, “All right, I have other matters to attend to. You guys handle things here. If there's anything you can't resolve, give me a call.”

Grian originally wanted to drive Donald home.

However, the latter found it too conspicuous, so he rode his horse back to the camp.

When Donald returned to the camp, he happened to catch Weston and the others just as they finished capturing the night scene.

Seeing Donald return, Weston and his group immediately went up to greet him.

“Mr. Campbell, where have you been? We asked Adler, but he wouldn't say anything. We were worried that something might have happened to you.”

After all, it was on this vast grassland where two people set out, but only one returned. It was impossible for Weston not to overthink this.

“I was just enjoying the view over there, so I stayed a bit longer. It's nothing important. You guys carry on with your work.”