My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1874

Harkin spoke in a raspy tone, a fearful look appearing in her scarlet-colored eyes.

The burly man said in a low voice, "I'll go get Nash!"

Harkin shook her head. "It's too late for that!"

A gleeful look appeared in Jacques' eyes.

It served them right!

Were they not all cocky just now?

Now, they were panicking?

After watching for a while, he figured out who belonged to which camp.

His martial junior was obviously on the same side as the one wielding the Shura Soul-Eating Spear.

If the one wielding the Shura Soul-Eating Spear could kill the man named Nash Calcraft, Kieran would be fine.

...

Alexander gripped his hands around his spear, a twisted grin on his face as he said, "You forced me to do this, Nash. I'd like to see what you'll use to use to fight me!"

The Shura Soul-Eating Spear quivered as green-colored wisps of energy emanated from Alexander's body.

The Soul-Eating Spear was continuously sapping energy from Alexander.

hair turned

he had gone from being an energetic young man to a skeletal-looking

from the spear. Each projection emanated a terrifying aura. For a moment, ghastly wails rang through the air. That terrifying sound traveled through the skies. Sound waves slowly rippled outward, and

thunder, and his eyes widened. These projections

alone were enough

those souls attacked him instead? How powerful would they be? The sounds of

the villagers living

of their wits. Swaddled

and sobbed.

en novelxo

...

building, Henrik and Alberic stood and gazed in

low voice, "What sort of weapon is this

in an equally low voice, "The

slightly. "Isn't the Shura Soul-Eating Spear the Young family's

it be

had nothing to say to that. Then, he asked, "Henrik, who do you think will win

not

sure. The Shura Soul-Eating Sword is a divine weapon that can

Tribulation Realm. It's much more powerful

his head as he said ruefully, "We should've attended Alexander's birthday

failure meant the Klein family would regain power, and the Petro family would likely be

a little longer. Luck has always been

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officials sat in Conference Room 1, their gazes