The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 838

Lawere meticulously arranged the formation, each stone placed with pur por as he paused to observe and contemplate belour proceeding

The rest–robed messenger’s gaze bare into Lawrener, his eyes filleal with a hilling threat Kid, deceive me, and you’ll live to regret it

While he was uncertain of Lawrence’s honesty, the red–robed menger decided to take a daring leap of faith

Killing Lawrence would only be a huile release of anger, viebling true benefit. It would also undo the twenty years of varetul planning iledicated to cultivating the spiritual beetle.

Il Lawrence spoke the truth and a miraculous spart gathering acray truly existed, capable of absorbing the power of the spiritual beetles, it would be an unparalleled triumph The gamble was worth the risk.

Ue delves deep into the ancient times in the celestial scripture pavilion to cultivate spiritual beetles. Within those pages, it wax mequivocally stated that spiritual beetles possessed power cut an ethereal nature, bordering on the divine The prospect of absorbing their landless energy meant that his mind would tidergo a metamorphosis, granting him a glimpse into enigmate heavenly principles that had eluded all who came before him.

Though untamulia with spirit gathering array, he believedl in Lawrence’s evolved mind, sensing its ability to perceive heavenly principles Perhaps this spirit gathering array was one of them!

Lawrence halted, anger flickering in his eyes as he stared down the red–robed messenger. ‘Creating this array demands immense spiritual strength Each step inust be taken with utmost care, undisturbed by anyone. Can you please remain silent? Or have you lost your desire for the power of the spiritual beetles,

The red–robed messenger’s eyes narrowed with fury, tempted to trike Lawrence down.

Yet, considering the mysterious power of the spiritual beetles and the potential for perceiving heavenly principles, he restrained himself and remained silent

A sneer of impatience played on Lawrence’s lips as he cast a disdainful glance at the red–robed messenger, resuming his meticulous observation and formation setting

With each passing moment, the formation grew in complexity. Lawrence immersed himself in contemplation, the arrangements on the ground taking shape and emanating a profound and enigmatic aura.

messenger, who had grown restless while observing Lawrence’s meticulous

intricate patterns, he, too, felt the presence of

doubts evaporated. The red–robed messenger stared at the formations on the ground, astonished, and wondered, “Could

the earth, originating from a distant eastern kingdom five thousand years ago. Mastery of that power

by Lawrence, he felt the weight of that awe–inspiring ancient and enigmatic legacy

had yet to fully materialize, but he had already sensed subtle mysteries within it. It was as if spiritual energy coursed through

his body. as if

spirit gathering array?” the red–robed messenger ingined, his voice filled with

before him, the red–robed messenger marveled silently. He meticulously studied the positions of the stones, committing them to memory. In his mind, this array held endless possibilities, a valuable knowledge for his

Lawrence immersed himself in setting up the array, he suddenly caught sight of the red–robed messenger standing within its bounds. Annoyed, he reprimanded, “The array is not yet complete! What are

like this, are you courting death

Lawrence, but the repeated insults ignited an intense desire to extinguish the

disrupts its delicate balance. Moreover, you lack understanding of the array’s intricate points. Standing in

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oblivious to kindness!”

prompting a swift exit from the array. He had dedicated immense effort to cultivate his power, and the prospect of its depletion felt more unbearable than

he stepped out, a sense of unease washed over him, and he angrily questioned,

only after leaving the array that the red–robed messenger fully comprehended the

continued to focus on

stared at Lawrence’s back, emanating a chilling aura of murderous intent. Even if Lawrence were to surrender the secret power of the spiritual beetle at that very moment, the red–robed messenger still harbored intentions of subjecting him to a brutal and torturous end. Throughout his years in the martial world, never before had a young individual dared to

that Lawrence had labeled

Lawrence abruptly halted his actions, his gaze scanning the