My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1700

"Can you guess?" Ditto said cheekily.

"Take a guess. Am I the type of person to make guesses?" Nash rolled his eyes at Ditto.

"Hehehe, I can't guess. I forgot what these nine levels are. Once we get to the second level, I'll tell you what the second level is!"

Nash did not want to continue talking with Ditto anymore.

About two hours later, Nash walked through the entire sea of fire. In front of him was a wall that he could not see beyond.

As soon as Nash raised his head, the scene in front of him changed.

Nash was on the eighth floor of the tower, and he was standing on the first step of the stairs leading to the ninth floor. He glanced at his surroundings with doubts in his eyes. Was it an illusion or a dream?

He looked down at the clothes he was wearing. This was the outfit he took out from the storage ring.

In other words, his clothes on the stairs were burned to ashes by the flames.

He rolled up his sleeves and looked at his skin, which was as fair and tender as a baby's skin. He felt relieved.

He could clearly feel that his physical body was much stronger. Without using spiritual power, ordinary guns and ammunition should no longer be able to harm him.

the second

snow. The extreme cold hit his face, and the cold wind howled. The wind was not a breeze but felt like

a step, his raised right leg was

blink of an eye. Nash turned into a humanoid ice sculpture

domineering

felt that his blood had solidified, and even

The nascent soul in his body was imprisoned and unable

He quickly used the Creation Technique to release the fire element energy to be integrated into his

terrifying heat erupted from

soul's body melted quickly. It opened its small dark

sense, Nash had mastered

vel

his fire energy was dozens of times higher than an ordinary Fire Esper's flame temperature. It was even more powerful

this extremely high temperature could not melt the black

on his body changed from red to blazing white. The black

gasped for air and looked at the endless ice field

the hundred-year-old black ice was already domineering,

can temper the

Nash squinted his eyes and muttered to himself. He then sat cross-legged and put away the flames on his body to practice the body-tempering