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My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1907

The two looked over and saw a figure in a dog-headed mask and holding a scepter, standing rigidly.

"He's at the quasi-god level," Nash said coldly.

"Under normal circumstances, yes," replied the figure in the dog-headed mask.

"You hid yourself in an array. You likely pinpointed our location using the electromagnetic waves from the call. Clever, but do you think such childish arrays can trap me?" Nash sneered.

"Nash, I know you. This circle was prepared specially for you. Based on what I've seen of the future, you'll die by my hand today," said the figure as he knocked the scepter forcefully into the ground.

In an instant, the ground opened up, and ghostly flames engulfed his body. The dog-headed mask started melding with his face. The flames on his body, apart from his arms, extinguished to reveal his entirely red form.

He looked to have become stronger. Then, with the scepter still in one hand and the other transformed into a claw, he slowly approached Nash.

"Don't underestimate me!" Nash roared. Suddenly, he felt something pull at his leg. When he looked down, he saw a pair of pitch-black claws that had emerged from the ground, gripping his ankle tightly.

He did not feel anything upon his skin, however, except a resistance when he was trying to move. It dawned on him then that the claws were grasping at his soul. They had indeed been tailored just as the figure had warned.

Nash tried exerting all his strength but could not move even an inch.

"Oh, right! The needle!" he exclaimed to himself, reaching for his pocket. Yet, he could not retrieve the divine needle as his arms had also been bound.

"You're holding onto me so tightly. Afraid I'll break your dog head?" Nash mocked.

Immediately, the dog-headed figure was before Nash. Just as he was about to strike, Nash suddenly used his true energy to direct the needle toward the dog-headed figure.

The figure did not attempt to dodge the needle but caught it firmly in mid-air with a claw that emerged from the ground.

"It's useless. Everything will unfold according to the future I foresaw. This malevolent spirit magic circle will restrain all your actions. It's over!"

The scepter fell.

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