My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1877

As the flames burned, ice began forming on Alexander's body. In less than seconds, Alexander had turned into an ice sculpture.

Nash directed his gaze onto him, and the sculpture shattered into pieces.

Alexander died on the spot. His nascent soul did not materialize. Not even a shred of it remained.

Meanwhile, Abinech was stunned by what Nash had done.

He had never imagined that the young man he had never viewed as a threat had managed to improve so much in less than two months!

While Abinech was distracted, a sword flew toward him, piercing his energy center. Abinech's nascent soul shattered, and he plummeted toward the ground. Benedict waved his hand, and the sword landed in his hand as he coldly watched Abinech plummet toward the ground.

Abinech's body slammed onto the ground, and half the bones in his body shattered.

Similarly, he had not imagined that Benedict would gain the ability to kill him in such a short time.

The young man, Ryan, had made even more ridiculous progress. He had somehow managed to go from the Mystique Loyalty Realm to the Tribulation Realm. Haha...

What was wrong with this world?

Was the art of cultivation still as he remembered it?

Nash landed in front of Abinech, and the latter hurriedly scrambled to kneel before Nash. "I admit defeat. Please don't kill me..."

Benedict. "Aren't you going to

going to ask him about

the Church of the Netherworld. If you spare me my life, I can

shook his head. "I'm already well-versed about the Church of the Netherworld. You can be on

and brought it down onto Abinech's

was a good distance away, felt his lips begin to tremble

swept his cold gaze

trembled as he walked toward

one would grab a wandering chick. Gerolt fell to his knees, his voice hoarse as he said,

Gerolt remained silent.

was exceedingly talented while he had only just managed to achieve a breakthrough into the Profound Oriental Realm after over 500 years of hard work.

he

did he have to be Nash's

looked down at Gerolt as he said coldly, "You're a royal guard, and your duty should be to protect your country and people. However, you chose to take the side of

over the years, I never helped them kill or injure anyone..." Benedict glanced at Gerolt before he turned to Nash. "Let's spare

Profound Oriental Realm expert and

could repent, it would be

spiritual mark shot out from the space between Nash's eyebrows and branded itself onto Gerolt's forehead. "This spiritual mark contains Nirvana Fire. If your heart's not in the

Commander Calcraft. I won't let you down!" Gerolt clasped his hands together

ran

said, "Nash, can you get rid of that gold light? You're too bright to directly look at now, just like