The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 634

Mia’s eyes widened in disbelief as she gazed at the raging Nicholas. Her frustration peaked, and she retorted, “Are you out of your damn mind? Besides Ceci, we’re all dressed perfectly fine, and nothing of the sort you’re accusing us of has happened!”

Despite the ambiguous circumstances, she couldn’t help but think that Nicholas was a complete idiot, his mind filled with nothing but horseshit.

Despite the suggestive circumstances, it was clear as day that nothing had occurred.

Is this guy incapable of using rational thinking to assess the situation?

“Mia, quit your cunning excuses! You two have been gallivanting around without a care. Who knows what mischief you’ve been up to behind closed doors.” Nicholas’s voice boomed with anger as if he had lost all sense of reason.

“I have no interest in bothering you.”

Mia shot him a glance before shifting her attention to Haylan, her eyes filled with deepening worry.

Haylan’s face twisted in agony. His forehead was drenched in sweat. It was clear that he was suffering from a torment beyond imagination.

“Haylan, you better hold on tight and make it through this. Don’t you dare let anything happen,” Mia pleaded inwardly.

Her eyes remained fixed on Haylan’s face, a mixture of worry and anxiety etched on her features.

She swiftly averted her gaze to find Nicholas’s eyes fixed on Ceci. With a subtle change in her expression, she swiftly retrieved a blanket and draped it over Ceci’s form, shielding her from potential exposure.

Mia fixed a piercing gaze upon Nicholas. “You better learn some manners and respect,” she admonished.

“How come? You can bring that savage man here to ogle at Ceci, but I can’t take a look?”

Nicholas’s eyes burned with anger as he spoke, “I’ve been Ceci’s most devoted suitor for years, and you know it well enough.

“Why is it that this man gets to have a look and even lay his hands on her while I am not allowed to have a glance?”

“Damn it, let go of me!”

He fought with every ounce of his being, desperate to break loose from the grip of the sword beam.

Yet Haylan found himself helplessly pinned down by the overwhelming might of his sword beam, leaving him devoid of any means to break free from its unyielding grasp.

“Ah!”

At that precise moment, Haylan unleashed a tremendous, earth–shaking roar that echoed through the air, sending shockwaves in every direction.

vital energy surged from his being, permeating the air with an aura akin to a legion of razor–sharp blades. With an

everyone’s astonishment, when the sword beams crossed paths with Mia and Ceci, they gracefully sidestepped,

asunder and etching many sword–shaped scars across everything within

searing pain ripped through his body, tearing at his soul and eliciting harrowing screams that echoed through the air. Following Haylan’s surge of vital energy, the mysterious butterfly tattoos that had taken hold within his body were forcefully expelled, emerging from his skin as if

expelled from his body, the mysterious butterfly tattoos continued to hover in the air, their wings gracefully fluttering as

is this creature truly so

flashed across her countenance, prompting her to retreat from the presence of these mysterious tattoos swiftly.

spirits, haunting entities that spelled nothing but death and despair. When entangled by those sinister forces,

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human vessel, their ability to move independently is utterly horrifying, akin to abominable creatures

“Shatter!”

gaze turned razor–sharp as he moved with lightning speed. The sword beams reverberated, instantly blanketing the

tattoos, obliterating them without a trace and leaving behind

“Spurt…”

of blood, his complexion ghostly pale and his visage displaying an indescribable

are you holding

“I’m alright.”

his chest, his demeanor composed as he spoke in a low voice, “Those evil spirits may have been peculiar, but they failed in taking my life. The threat has

he spoke, a wry smile crossed his face.

injuries while trying to confront

injuries weren’t overly severe, a minimum of a day would

back first. She needs to rest,”

“Very well.”

of relief. She swiftly cradled Ceci in her arms, intending to carry her back to the bedroom for some

her efforts proved to be

feeble, rendering her unable to

take care of

inner strength to subdue the explosive energy within him. Stepping forward, he gathered Ceci in his arms, holding her tenderly as he made his way toward the

of a bitch! You, Jaber! Keep your hands off my woman!” Nicholas

Ceci in his arms,

make you pay!” Nicholas thundered against the walls, his voice filled

exerted himself, employing all available means to

sword beams.

impaling Nicholas to the wall, leaving him

“Screaaaam!”