The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt) novel Chapter 1002

Chapter 1002

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oh hopes had been to beak through to the God Realm from the god–class level.

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of Saber Sect stares at Haylan, his face etched with seriousness. gittener that angered the cultivator “If you’re hoping to plead for merry, forget about it

sting your breath on him?”

Though. Why are

The female cultivator who had res insats he’s strong enough to be

ned silent, saddenly spoke to her companion. Since he was able to kill Terence, it

we need to pesoesture the bigger picture and eliminate him?”

Hearing this Solar shook his head belplessly. He never expected this seemingly reserved woman to possess such

much jessitiess

wan ham to grasp the reason for his impending demise.”

The male cultivaten who had unleashed his true power already envisioned victory. He fixed his gaze on Haylan and asked,

dan, do you know why it’s so challenging for God–Realm experts to appear in the mortal world?”

Harlan’s curiosity as piqued

use they are bound by the laws of the mortal realm As for the specifics, I can’t disclose them. That’s all I can

As the male cultivator spoke, he approached Haylan

In his hand, a blood–red saber materialized exuding an unfathomable aura of malevolence.

Even without asking Hadan could sense that this blade had absorbed a substantial amount of murderous intent, bearing

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withers to the lives at had claimed

“The tormented souls on your blade, are they not frots your sade” Hayian suddenly mystiredi

“Why do you ask?

The cultivator’s face revealed a flicker of interest

“I reckon, with your power, you couldn’t have slain anyone there”

Haylan’s blatant taunting ignited a furious rage within the male cultivator

The cultivator poised to swing his saber but abruptly halted, a amuri curling on his lips

In my place, my strength doesn’t amount to much, so the souls on this blade all hail from the mural wutid”

It seemed like villains always met their demise due to their own words

And the actions of this male cultivator truly embody that sentiment.

As soon as Hylan heard those words, memones of Terence’s previous words flooded in mind–the fron Cruel Levers unleg. acre upon the mortal world every 300 years.

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surge of fury coursed through Haylan, his gaze turning ity and hus expression gloomy

Those from God’s and truly showed no regard for human life, ruthless and merciless in their ways:

If left unchecked, the entire world would be consumed by anguish and suffering, with blood flowing like oven. “God’s Land must be eradicated” he thought.

Haylan fixed his gaze on the two individuals, his eyes emanating an intense hunger for bloodshed.

The desire to exterminate every single person in God’s Land surged even stronger wathun hum

“Haylan, scared yet?”

Observing the change in Haylan’s expression, the male cultivator not only felt no fear but erupted into laughter From the male cultivator’s perspective. Haylan was already a helpless prey, while he held the power of iffe and death. The angrier Haylan became, the more content the male cultivator felt

“Well, I’ve said all there is to say. Since you refuse to submit, death is your only destiny”

Seemingly losing interest in Haylan, the male culuvator raised his blood–red saber and aimed it at Hayian’s forebeati However, just as he was about to launch his attack, Haylan’s form dissipated into thin air right before his

In the very next moment, Haylan’s voice unexpectedly materialized from behind him, laced with a subtle trige of “You are getting ready to face the specter of death, aren’t you?”

The male cultivator’s face contorted in disbelief as those words reached his ears.

While Haylan, positioned directly in front of him, hadn’t uttered a single syllable, the voice underuably echoed from

behind.

“Ah! When did you manage to creep up here?”

Before the male cultivator could regain his composure, a shrill scream pierced the air emanating from the female cultivator standing just behind him.

With his expression shifting, the male cultivator swiftly spun around, his eyes widening in alarm

To his astonishment, another Haylan stood menacingly behind his companion.

And Haylan’s gleaming dagger had already pressed against the trembling female cultivator’s back

“This…”

As this scene unfolded before their very eyes, both the male and female cultivators from the Saber Sect were petrified with terror, their eyes reflecting sheer dread.

Was it an illusion?

Could Haylan truly possess such unfathomable swiftness?

Moments ago, their gaze had been fixed upon Haylan, only to witness his abrupt appearance behind them in the nimst of

an eye.

And now, there were two Haylans, audaciously defying the limits of possibility!

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