My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 2236 Before Francis could even finish his threatening words, he was suddenly pierced through, along with the giant tree.

Everything happened so quickly that he did not even have time to react. Despite his lack of ability to truly face off against Nash, he should have at least been able to respond to Nash's attack... How did this happen?

Francis turned his head.

Clint seemed to have appeared behind him at some point.

"This... This is impossible..." Francis seethed with rage. It was another genius.

He recognized Clint-yet another prodigy he could never surpass.

He despised it. He loathed his own inadequacy. It was only now that he realized Zirconia's method of explosively enhancing their power had merely been a shortcut, one that was ultimately self-destructive. Now, even with his heart full of resentment, there was nothing he could do. Was he really going to die in such regret?

Perhaps... Perhaps this really was the end.

Images flashed before his eyes in a rapid sequence, like a reel of memories. They were too old and too distant to recall in detail.

Yet here he was, facing two versions of himself-one as the young man who first went up to Tili Mountain, the other as the man who joined the Church of the Netherworld.

"Francis, this is your end... You're just like a pathetic clown..."

the Church of the

blink, he was back in his sect on Phoenix Island. His disciples revered him as a father figure. Lastly, his eyes opened once more, and he was in

"Please! Save him!"

was the sect master of the Endless Horizon Sect. He was begging for his son's life. Francis recalled

puppet, branding it with

him so

remembered clearly that Morry was the result of a brutal method

Sect abandoned his wife as soon as his son was born. It was absurd.

temper.

nothing more than an

fact, Zaafea had glossed

He was unwilling

and Deluca know these dark secrets. The woman Zaafea encountered in

there to reclaim the puppet. However, she ran

to recall

for the final time, he was back on Phoenix Island, now a

were all dead, slain

sight of their deaths overlapped with the images of them joining his sect. He recalled the fresh, hopeful faces they once

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