The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt) novel Chapter 834

Chapter 834

Attack!” Landon yelled. He held a re tamh tightly as he fiercely attached the approaching dark cloud, forming an nyielding barrier

However, some dark clouds split into smaller clusters and swiftly Junged toward Yvonne at lighting sperd

Wonne’s eyes widened in sheer slisheliet as the unprecedented scene unfaldled. Penthed, she stood routed to the spot, unable to move. Iter heart filled with a paralyzing mix of fear and despan while her pupils contracted intensely.

Just as Yvonne was about to give up hope, the dark clouds were inexplically halted

The clouds transformed into various shapes, roaring as they engineil hone hilling cries.

Yet, an invisible fone seemed to repel their advance, protecting Yvonne from their reach.

“It’s salt!” Tiana’s voice rang out, her eyes locked onto the edible salt circle beneath Yvonne’s feet. A surge of joy filled her as Ale exclaimed, “These dark clouds, they cower in the face of sal

Driven by a newfound understanding, Tanja discarded lie: weapons and swiftly returned to the kitchen. Determination etched on her face, she gathered every ouice of salt and scattered it beneath her feet.

Outside the confines of the salt circle, another dark cloud surged howard Lawrence with alarming speed.

Yet, in a mesmerizing twist, as it neared Lawrence, it fragmented into two distinct entities, narrowly grazing past him before dissipating into the unknown.

Battled by the unfolding phenomenon, Tiana atul Landon exchanged incredulous glances, their minds grappling to comprehend the mysterious turn of events.

“It’s oil Lawrence proclaimed with unwavering confidence. “Saland oil hold the key to repel these entities.”

“How did you know?” Tiana asked in surprise.

Lawrence pointed to his head and said, “Nothing extraordinary, just an intuition.”

His mind seemed attuned to the secrets of salt and oil as potent weapons against impending danger.

Gasping for breath, Yvonne collapsed onto the ground, and her body was drenched in sweat. It felt like she had narrowly escaped the clutches of hell itself, her senses reeling from the harrowing ordeal.

Meanwhile, the relentless dark clouds pursued Danny with unrelenting fury, transforming into razor–sharp spears that pierced his flesh with chilling precision.

Danny fought with every ounce of his being in a desperate struggle for survival, but his efforts proved futile. The eerie dark cloud swallowed him whole, leaving behind nothing but a haunting pool of blood, erasing his presence from existence.

As Tiana witnessed the unfolding scene, her eyes filled with fear and shock as she turned to Lawrence. “That’s incredible,” she thought. “He predicted everything from the beginning, from the shards of broken bowls to the oil, salt, and even the fire torch. It’s all part of your calculations. Flawless. What kind of nund does he have? Is his thinking, as Mr. Baxter suggested, from the God Realmı?”

With resolute determination, Lawrence and Landon swiftly retreated to the safety of the salt circle.

Landon cast the fire torch beyond the protective perimeter, turning to Lawrence with anticipation and uncertainty. “Lawrence, what’s our next move?” he asked.

Lawrence reached for a container of cooking oil without hesitation, pouring it generously over Landon’s body. Simultaneously, he doused himself in the same slick shield of defense.

Tiana followed suit, grabbing a bottle of cooking oil and dousing it over her body. Uncertainty shrouded her thoughts as the mysterious and evil dark cloud loomed, yet she trusted Lawrence’s method, hoping to emerge unscathed from this enigmatic threat.

As such, she swiftly rushed over, clutching a handful of table salt and stood by Lawrence’s side.

“Your name’s Lawrence, right? What’s our next move?” Tiana asked, her voice trembling with a mix of anxiety and determination.

Lawrence’s gaze locked onto the raging dark cloud outside, his eyes filled with unwavering seriousness. When someone arrives, we must remain calm and avoid confrontation.”

Intrigued, Landon and Tiana exchanged puzzled glances. “Why?” they asked in unison.

Lawrence’s voice grew deep and resonant as he explained, “Because that person possesses unimaginable power, capable of effortlessly ending our lives with a inere gesture.”

As lus words sank in, Landon and Tiana’s expressions grew grint Their thoughts echoed in disbelief. “To have such absolute power. it’s beyond comprehension!”

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Chapter 834

A sudden realization dawned upon Lawrence, and he turned to Tiana, his eyes shining with urgency, “Mist Kiriry, please ensure Mr. Baxter leaves tromediately and escapes as far away as possible.

Tiana’s gaze sharpened, and she urgently called out, “Mr. Baxter, please evacuate now and do not return!”

Meanwhile, Mr. Baxter stood in a safe spot outside as he wrestled with his thoughts, contemplating a plan to rescue Tiana.

After all, the entire Peace Restaurant was shrouded in the eerie dark cloud, and Tiana’s life was in danger.

Relief washed over him upon hearing Tiana’s voice. Acting swiftly, he moved to a location untouched by the ominous dark cloud, retrieved his phone, and dialed for help.

Lawrence’s gaze remained fixed upon the dense dark cloud outside the window. His expression was etched with a resolute seriousness inside the confines of the Peace Restaurant. In a hushed tone, he muttered, “So, this is its true nature. No wonder it’s so formidable.”

Lowering himself, he picked up a charred object, his eyes studying it intently, searching for answers.

Curiosity piqued, Landon broke the silence as he asked, “Do you know what this dark cloud is?”

Lawrence’s voice grew more certain as he replied, “Initially unclear, but now I can say with certainty that this mass of darkness is a swarm of enigmatic and fearsome insects.

Lawrence extended his hand, passing the charred black objects to Landon and Tiana for closer inspection.

Though small, the charred black objects in the palm of his hand revealed their true nature as remnants of incinerated insects. A distinct burnt odor wafted from them, leaving no doubt of their origin.

Tiana turned her gaze towards the mysterious dark cloud outside, her expression growing serious as she remarked in a deep voice, “No wonder these dark clouds can devour humans. These are ruthless, flesh–eating monstrous insects.”

Landon’s voice resonated with somber realization. “More precisely, these are cursed beetles.”

The sight of these cursed beetles triggered memories within Landon, reminding him of the reason behind Lawrence’s collapse.

Thoughts raced through his mind, “Could these insects be summoned by the red–robed messenger?”

“Yes, cursed beetles, Landon confirmed with a firm nod.

Lawrence’s gaze remained fixed on the darkened horizon as he spoke with solemnity, “Mr. Katz, you’re right. The upcoming arrival is the red–robed messenger, and he’s coming for me. More accurately, he’s after my head.

Landon and Yvonne’s expressions turned grim upon hearing Lawrence’s words. Their minds were filled with fear and realization, “How can we stand a chance against the red–robed messenger? He’s a god–class expert!”

Tiana’s gaze shifted towards the foreboding dark cloud that enveloped the Peace Restaurant. A sense of unease settled within her.

The presence of these terrifying cursed beetles, coupled with the mention of an expert by Lawrence, instilled a sense of despair even in someone as seasoned as Tiana. It was the first time she felt such overwhelming hopelessness throughout her martial arts journey.

Suddenly, an eerie and ferocious laughter echoed through the air, cutting through their despair.

In the next instant, a rift tore open in the dark cloud that blanketed the Peace Restaurant, revealing the imposing figure of the red–robed messenger. His gaze, sharp as a blade, fixated on Landon and his companions.

Finally, his eyes landed on Lawrence, and a look of surprise and greed flickered within his icy gaze. “So, you’ve truly fused with the spiritual beetle?”

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Chapter 835

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he locked his gaze on Lawrence. He roared, “Very well, since that’s the case, I will remove your head and seize your brain!”

With those words, he materialized in front of Lawrence and the others in a series of agile movements, his speed akin to that of a phantom. Swiftly, he clasped Lawrence by the neck, hoisting him effortlessly into the air like a helpless chicken.

As he bore his fiery gaze at Lawrence, the red–robe messenger inwardly cried out, “Once the power of the spiritual beetle is assimilated, it remains fused with the host forever. Extracting the absorbed power is an absurd and impossible idea!”