My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 2225 Mallory and the others nodded in agreement as Dante led his disciples toward the giant tree.

...

Upon reaching the vicinity of the tree, they were immediately entangled by a horde of purple monsters. These creatures represented the final and most stubborn part of Zirconia's curse, and defeating them was no easy task.

However, none of them had any intention of giving up. The most pressing goal was to sever the giant tree, and the only ones capable of doing so were Mallory with her Divine Blades and Dante's sword.

They knew that unless both of them struck simultaneously, there was no way to cut through the thick trunk, let alone kill the Nether elders within it.

Their only hope lay in a combined effort.

With the help of the Woodrow brothers, several disciples from the Sakaris Mountain Sword Sect, and the employees of Universal Group who were holding off the monsters, Mallory and Dante reached the sides of the giant tree.

All they needed to do now was sever it.

Just then, countless threads extended from the tree, aiming to ensnare them. They knew they had to avoid contact with these threads at all costs, or their efforts would be in vain.

As they dodged and sliced through the threads with their weapons, they failed to notice the puppets that were manipulated by the tree slowly gathering behind them.

were mounting, and even though Mallory's Divine Blades were formidable, her lack of battle

puppets, the situation took a

now under the tree's control, directed the Divine Blades at him, forcing him to retreat. "Mal... I'll sever those threads controlling you..." Dante reassured her, but Mallory's Divine Blades were relentless. Two blades circled her for defense while four

She was torn between her will and the control of

Don't panic. I'll cut the threads in no time!" Dante leaped toward

he did, Mallory was still fighting for

a desperate act, she snapped her own wrist, stopping four blades from reaching Dante and saving

life.

two blades still

in horror at the scène, realizing the extent of the damage caused as Dante had lost

down her face as she repeatedly apologized while her remaining hand

in sweat and barely conscious. Exhausted from the earlier struggle, she no longer had the strength

seemed lost, a figure shrouded in blue appeared, slicing through the threads controlling her. This figure wielded one of the blades and approached the giant tree. As he adjusted his

from the Divine Blade,

not over. The

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