My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1877

As the flames burned, ice began forming on Alexander’s body. In less than seconds, Alexander had turned into an ice sculpture.

Nash directed his gaze onto him, and the sculpture shattered into pieces.

Alexander died on the spot. His nascent soul did not materialize. Not even a shred of it remained.

Meanwhile, Abinech was stunned by what Nash had done.

He had never imagined that the young man he had never viewed as a threat had managed to improve so much in less than two months!

While Abinech was distracted, a sword flew toward him, piercing his energy center. Abinech’s nascent soul shattered, and he plummeted toward the ground.

Benedict waved his hand, and the sword landed in his hand as he coldly watched Abinech plummet toward the ground.

Abinech’s body slammed onto the ground, and half the bones in his body shattered.

Similarly, he had not imagined that Benedict would gain the ability to kill him in such a short time.

The young man, Ryan, had made even more ridiculous progress. He had somehow managed to go from the Mystique Loyalty Realm to the Tribulation Realm.

Haha…

What was wrong with this world?

Was the art of cultivation still as he remembered it?

Nash landed in front of Abinech, and the latter hurriedly scrambled to kneel before Nash. “I admit defeat. Please don’t kill me…”

Nash turned to look at Benedict. “Aren’t you going to kill him?”

Benedict asked, “Aren’t you going to ask him about the Church of the Netherworld?”

Abinech blinked. “Yes, I know plenty about the Church of the Netherworld. If you spare me my life, I can tell you everything I know about them!”

Nash shook his head. “I’m already well-versed about the Church of the Netherworld. You can be on your way!”

Benedict raised his sword and brought it down onto Abinech’s head without hesitation.

Gerolt, who was a good distance away, felt his lips begin to tremble as his body shuddered uncontrollably.

Nash swept his cold gaze over him. “Come here…”

Gerolt trembled as he walked toward Nash, his footsteps heavy.

Nash reached out and made a grabbing motion, pulling Gerolt toward him like how one would grab a wandering chick.