The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 633

Nathaniel’s chilling gare fixated on Haydan as if he could already vimalize the imminent demise of Haylan at the hands of Nicholas

Simultaneously, he couldn’t help but be consumed by an intense and admiring envy toward Haylan.

The thought of engaging in a passionate affair with Mia and Ceci made him believe it was a gamble worth taking, even if it meant risking his life

After all, they were 1900 extraordinary beauties, and he couldn’t help but fantasize about having both women in his grasp

Devi, you wretched woman) Playing with my emotions while entertaining other men. I swear I’ll put an end to you!”

Nicholas, hic vationality lost to Buy, shattered the lock with his revolver and stormed into the mansion. With the revolver firmly gripped, he leveled it at Haylan and thundered. You damn bastard, release her!

Move her contorted in shock upon hearing the sound. She swiftly turned around and pleaded, “Nicholas, hold your firet We’re here to heal Cecik illness?

“Treating an illnese Are you kidding me? You’re both practically naked! Is this some twisted way to cure someone)” Nicholas wice boomed with anger.

Tease, don’t act rashly. Let me explain, Mia hastily pleaded.

Tenore him! Keep Ceci restrained. It’s about to come out!” Haylan roared.

Raylan continued his frantic message on Ceci as he spoke, his body contorting in agony as the mysterious tattoos pulsated. causing him to sway uncontrollably.

You son of a bitch, playing the innocent in my presence? I’ll make sure you pay for it!”

Nicholas’s eyes blazed with fury as he beheld the scene before him. Without hesitation, he raised his gun, took aim at Haylan’s back, and squeezed the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out like a thunderclap, and the bullets from the revolver pummeled Haylan with the force of a relentless

storm.

“Son of a bitch!” Haylan’s face twisted with fury.

He could have easily evaded that bullet.

But if he had evaded the shot, Mia and Ceci would have found themselves directly in the bullet’s path.

He resorted to a dual focus with no other options, unleashing his vital energy to manifest as a series of razor–sharp blades, cleaving each bullet in half with precision.

an iron hammer. With an explosive strike,

akin to a fleeting blade, flashed

the ground was instantly reduced

into a sword–like shape, causing the sword beam to quiver with

sword beam, solid as if materialized, sliced through the air, penetrating Nicholas’s shoulder and pinning

almost intolerable. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, a stark portrayal of his excruciating anguish that words could hardly

“Cough Cough Cough

the ordeal, succumbed to the mysterious tattoos. His vital organs incurred

face contorted with

spoke with a low, commanding

disobey, swiftly gripped

vivid and unmistakable sight unfolded before them. The tattoos on Ceci’s body writhed and wriggled with astonishing speed, eventually congregating on Haylan’s arm, crawling and enveloping

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it’s finally

without hesitation, he released his grasp on

in its relentless crawl, gradually advancing toward the vicinity of

and fluttered across Haylan’s skin, its presence undeniably ceric and dread–inducing.

“Heavy breathing…”

panting heavily, her body drenched in

she was engulfed in a searing agony that tore through her, rendering her utterly unable to withstand

depths of the underworld. Every inch of her body was soaked in sweat, and she was utterly depleted, devoid of

of such a sensation was

are you okay?” Mia hurriedly

fine. Take a look at Mr. Jaber. He seems to be in

upon Haylan, her eyes brimming with deep concern.

hastily shifted her attention

moment, more tattoos adorned Haylan’s body, with the butterfly tattoo springing to life, gracefully spreading across his

his eyes. He stood rooted to the

with concern as she stepped forward, intending to wipe the sweat off Haylan’s forehead.

purging the tattoos, and I cannot be interrupted!”

fierce struggle against the mysterious tattoos within his body, requiring utmost concentration. He had no room or energy to spare for

he honed his senses, tapping into the depths of his Internal Strength with

energy surged like a succession of razor–sharp blades, penetrating and cleansing every butterfly tattoo

precise blade, surged through his veins and organs, systematically cleaving

of butterfly tattoos dispersed within his physique meant that achieving a thorough eradication would necessitate a

extraction resulted in self–inflicted damage,