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.

his entire being quivered with a surge of primal energy, his vital energy akin to an iron hammer. With an explosive strike, he sent Nicholas hurtling through the air, his grip on the firearm loosening as it slipped from his

vital energy, akin to a fleeting blade,

firearm on the ground was instantly reduced to five

that fleeting moment, he clenched his fingers into a sword–like shape, causing the sword beam to quiver

as if materialized, sliced through the air, penetrating Nicholas’s shoulder and pinning him against the

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

“Cough Cough Cough

misfortune befell Nicholas, Haylan, distracted by the ordeal, succumbed to the mysterious tattoos. His vital organs incurred

contorted with worry and concern.

steady. It’s nearly done!” Haylan spoke with a low,

not daring to disobey, swiftly gripped Ceci’s limbs, tightly restraining

Ceci’s body writhed and wriggled

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it’s finally

ignited in Haylan’s eyes, and without hesitation, he released his grasp on

in its relentless crawl, gradually advancing toward the vicinity of

flitted and fluttered

“Heavy breathing…”

collapsed on the couch, panting heavily, her body

in a searing agony

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

a sensation

are you okay?” Mia hurriedly asked.

Mr. Jaber. He seems to be in a bad state,” Ceci uttered in a frail

Haylan, her

Ceci’s words, Mia hastily shifted her attention to

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

as he tightly shut his eyes. He

alright?” Mia’s eyes filled with concern as she stepped forward, intending to wipe the sweat off Haylan’s

purging the tattoos, and I cannot be

in a fierce struggle against the mysterious tattoos within his body, requiring utmost concentration. He had no room

that very moment, he honed his senses, tapping into the

his body, the vital energy surged like a succession

vital energy, akin to a swift and precise blade, surged through his veins and organs, systematically cleaving through, obliterating every butterfly tattoo in its path.

that achieving a thorough eradication would necessitate a considerable amount of

entities clung to his very being, each extraction resulted in