บท 151: Waves

Mark blinked in confusion but picked up a javelin anyway. His aim wasn't the best, but since Sylas had said so and he didn't want to get scolded by his sister again, he did as he was told.

By this point, Nazgul had already entered a 20-meter range. It saw the hand chainsaws rushing forward. They spiraled through the air, swinging like pinwheels in hard-to-predict patterns.

With a savage glint in its eyes, Nazgul swung one of its blades toward the chainsaw, but this time the result was unexpected.

The hand chainsaws were long enough to wrap around the thick trunks of trees. A usual handheld chainsaw would at most be around three feet or a meter long. These, however, were twice that, likely to take advantage of their added Strength compared to normal humans and the fact they were cutting down quite substantial trees.