The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 867

What a weak god

The red–robed messenger lay on the ground, barely breathing When he heard this, his expression became uglier than

ever.

He had gotten Josef to bring him the most potent drug from his lab. After consuming the drug, the messenger managed to expend his powers to their fullest potential.

Before this, the messenger did not know his cultivation could be so powerful. After consuming the drug, he ascended to the God Realm immediately.

Instantly, he had the world at his feet and was unlimited in his power. He quickly became intoxicated by this feeling.

He even suspected that he could collapse skyscrapers with a simple wave of his hand.

When he stood high up in a building and gazed down at the world, he truly believed that he was a god amongst men. Watching people go about their day seemed to him like observing the movement of ants.

When he murdered the ants in the building, he did not feel a single shred of emotion.

He was addicted to the feeling of power over his fellow men, of controlling their life and death.

Eventually, he began to think that his powers were unmatched by any other. He could slaughter armies all by himself. However, before he could fully experience this god–like feeling, Haylan struck him down from heaven to the lowly depths of hell.

Worst of all, he thought he had reached the peak of cultivation and become a god!

He forgot that he relied on medicine to reach his peak. In Haylan’s eyes, he was so weak that it was pathetic.

This infuriated the messenger to no end.

He spat bitterly.

The red–robed messenger was so furious that he was practically fuming. He spat out another mouthful of blood, his chest heaving.

Simultaneously, he could feel a large amount of energy leave his body. The effects of the drug were waning.

Boom!

Haylan leaped down from the 28th floor. Just before he reached the ground, he grabbed hold of a steel bar to control his speed, landing steadily beside the red–robed messenger.

messenger stared at Haylan

red–robed messenger prided himself on his

the God Realm as a cultivator, he began to

than the monsters and

powerful

This was unbelievable!

messenger coldly. “Don’t you know

asking for your identity. Who

who I am. You already know my identity. You’ve probably already

messenger’s mask, his eyes filled with

this mask was the same as the secret door he had seen in Bernard’s

meteorite.

mysterious substances that even his God’s

his hand and grabbed the mask. He wanted to lift

“Ahh!”

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the messenger’s face twisted in

but the red–robed messengers face only jerked forward along with

and neck were stretching, caning

stunned when he

red–robed messenger’s face had actually fused

distinction

the mask, the red–robed messenger’s facial muscles would

red–robed messenger’s facial muscles might be torn

no way he could see the red–robed messenger’s face

remarkable of you to treat yourself so cruelly, Haylan said grimly.

messenger stared at Haylan with a cold and hateful gaze.

defeat”

you will never get to see my

I’ve lost, I am at peace.

messenger’s

remember what you did to my girlfriend’s mother? Killing you would

deep voice, “Do you know how unhappy my girlfriend’s childhood was

deigned to

so little regard for other people’s lives, I