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.

blink of an eye, Alexander's hair turned from being black

appeared all across his body. In seconds, he had gone from being an energetic young

For a moment, ghastly wails rang through the air. That terrifying sound traveled through the skies. Sound waves

been struck by thunder, and his eyes widened. These projections were the souls of

sound waves alone were enough to neutralize his killer

souls attacked him instead? How powerful would they be? The sounds of the terrifying roars reverberated through the whole of Capiton. Countless

villagers living

their wits. Swaddled babies cried

and sobbed.

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...

of the Petro family's tall building, Henrik and Alberic stood and gazed in the direction of the

voice, "What sort of weapon

an equally low voice, "The Shura

eyes widened slightly. "Isn't the Shura Soul-Eating Spear the Young

family. Would it be weird that he

asked, "Henrik, who do you think

did not

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

It's much

his head as he said

meant the Klein family would regain power, and the Petro

Luck has always been on

...

sat in Conference Room 1, their gazes