The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 838

Lawere meticulously arranged the formation, each stone placed with pur por as he paused to observe and contemplate belour proceeding

The rest–robed messenger’s gaze bare into Lawrener, his eyes filleal with a hilling threat Kid, deceive me, and you’ll live to regret it

While he was uncertain of Lawrence’s honesty, the red–robed menger decided to take a daring leap of faith

Killing Lawrence would only be a huile release of anger, viebling true benefit. It would also undo the twenty years of varetul planning iledicated to cultivating the spiritual beetle.

Il Lawrence spoke the truth and a miraculous spart gathering acray truly existed, capable of absorbing the power of the spiritual beetles, it would be an unparalleled triumph The gamble was worth the risk.

Ue delves deep into the ancient times in the celestial scripture pavilion to cultivate spiritual beetles. Within those pages, it wax mequivocally stated that spiritual beetles possessed power cut an ethereal nature, bordering on the divine The prospect of absorbing their landless energy meant that his mind would tidergo a metamorphosis, granting him a glimpse into enigmate heavenly principles that had eluded all who came before him.

Though untamulia with spirit gathering array, he believedl in Lawrence’s evolved mind, sensing its ability to perceive heavenly principles Perhaps this spirit gathering array was one of them!

Lawrence halted, anger flickering in his eyes as he stared down the red–robed messenger. ‘Creating this array demands immense spiritual strength Each step inust be taken with utmost care, undisturbed by anyone. Can you please remain silent? Or have you lost your desire for the power of the spiritual beetles,

The red–robed messenger’s eyes narrowed with fury, tempted to trike Lawrence down.

Yet, considering the mysterious power of the spiritual beetles and the potential for perceiving heavenly principles, he restrained himself and remained silent

sneer of impatience played on Lawrence’s lips as he cast a disdainful glance at the

the formation grew in complexity. Lawrence immersed himself in contemplation, the arrangements on the ground taking shape and emanating a

restless while observing Lawrence’s meticulous work, began to doubt

too, felt the presence of a profound and mysterious essence within them

red–robed messenger stared at the formations on the ground,

heard whispers from ancient experts about a power that could reshape the heavens. and the earth, originating from a distant eastern kingdom five thousand years ago. Mastery of that power was an immense challenge, and its knowledge had nearly vanished with

witnessed the array crafted by Lawrence, he felt the weight of that awe–inspiring ancient and enigmatic legacy from the

yet to fully materialize, but he had already sensed subtle mysteries within it. It was as if spiritual energy coursed through the

felt comfortable and experienced a tingling sensation throughout his body. as if the world was on the brink of something extraordinary, just

the red–robed messenger ingined, his voice filled with astonishment and

intricate arrays before him, the red–robed messenger marveled silently. He meticulously studied the positions of the stones, committing them to memory. In his mind, this array

caught sight of the red–robed messenger standing within its bounds. Annoyed, he reprimanded, “The array is not yet complete! What are

me like this, are you courting death The red–robed messenger’s

Lawrence, but the repeated insults ignited an intense desire to

formation is still incomplete. Your intrusion disrupts its delicate balance. Moreover, you lack understanding of the array’s intricate points. Standing in the wrong position would

hearing these words, prompting a swift exit from the array. He had dedicated immense effort to cultivate his power,

he stepped out, a sense of unease washed over him, and he angrily questioned, “Who are you calling a dog?”

the red–robed messenger fully comprehended the extent

continued to focus on

spiritual beetle at that very moment, the red–robed messenger still harbored intentions of subjecting him to a brutal and torturous end. Throughout his years in the martial world, never

his fury was the fact that Lawrence

his actions, his gaze scanning the surroundings with a solemn expression.