My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2235

Francis' expression gradually stiffened in front of Nash.

"Do you realize that even those a century older than you might never reach your level? I'm one of them. No matter what I do, I can never achieve what you have—all because of Amulet Glory!

"It's because of that thing that I lost to you! No! I refuse to accept it! I don't need that thing to become stronger! I can do it on my own!"

Watching Francis descend into madness, Nash felt a deep sense of pity. Their master had taken in only three disciples in his lifetime. The eldest, Thomas, left early on, and now, the remaining two were about to clash with swords.

It was a tragic and heartbreaking turn of events.

"You... really don't understand anything," Nash suddenly blurted out.

Francis' body shook in an exaggerated way as he retorted, "I don't understand? Who doesn't understand anything here? That's right! I don't understand! I don't understand why that old fool gave you Amulet Glory! He was wrong! You were wrong! You should've burned to death in that fire!"

Those words hit Nash's most sensitive nerve. His entire clan and family perished in that disaster, and hearing Francis speak this way fueled a burning rage within him that he could no longer contain.

"Shut up! You're a disgrace to our sect!" Nash's voice thundered across the battlefield.

"Everyone's fate is determined by the heavens! Your jealousy has led you down a path of countless wrongs, and now you stand here, twisting the truth, even insulting our master! It's time to cleanse our sect of your filth."

Francis remained unfazed, even laughing.

He knew he could not match Nash in a direct confrontation, but he was not without a trump card. Francis pointed to the people on the ground.

"Perhaps you can kill me in an instant with Amulet Glory, but even if I die, I'll take every one of these people down with me!"

Indeed, after absorbing Diloth's body, Francis' ability to control others had grown even stronger. He could now control the entire population of Central District in an instant.

If Nash made a wrong move, Francis would take tens of thousands of lives with him.