My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 2060

In the South Territory of Drakonia, a massive meteor instantly obliterated the Warden's residence and everything within a five-kilometer radius of it. Amidst the ruins, Clint and others struggled to pull themselves out. "What... What on earth is happening?" Clint looked at the devastated land and suddenly noticed something hanging in the sky. On closer inspection, he noted it was a dark purple skeleton carrying an unconscious Galacstar. Clint watched the skeleton in the sky cautiously. "You! Who are you?"

"Mortal, I'm the leader of the Church of the Netherworld," the figure replied before suddenly appearing right in front of Clint. He then grabbed Clint and injected a strange spiritual energy into his head. Before Clint could react, he found himself screaming in agony uncontrollably.

"Mortal, perish in this boundless pain."

With that, the leader of the Church of the Netherworld dissipated into smoke when he suddenly sensed a faint presence tracking his spiritual power.

"Who's there?" he demanded.

"This is getting boring," came Zaafea's voice.

"Ruin? It's you."

"Didn't I tell you to behave yourself?"

tone. I'm nearing my complete form, and you, are a mere wisp of a soul. How dare you speak to me like this?" the leader of the Church

the Netherworld was not foolish enough to engage

behave, yet you play around more than anyone else.

you talking about? I haven't done anything. Wait,

other souls did

loss is due

sealed by

seem to have noticed it yet, but the Illuminion

sure to dismantle your bones and make soupout of them before

...

the bird mask pleaded in agony, "Ouch, ouch,

top of him, his expression full of disdain. "You were quite the tough guy earlier. I thought you were

hey, I didn't know you guys were this powerful. I underestimated you. Please spare me! I beg you, I beg

bird mask. "Tell me, who sent you? And how many

your head off and use it as a