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

of impatience played on Lawrence’s lips as he cast a disdainful glance at the red–robed messenger, resuming his meticulous observation

each passing moment, the formation grew in complexity. Lawrence immersed himself in contemplation, the arrangements on the ground

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

too, felt the presence of a profound

doubts evaporated. The red–robed messenger stared at the formations on the ground, astonished, and wondered, “Could this truly be the

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 the

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

it. It was as if spiritual energy coursed through the

he felt comfortable and experienced a tingling sensation throughout his body. as

messenger ingined, his voice filled with

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 held endless possibilities, a valuable

Lawrence immersed himself in setting up the array, he suddenly caught sight of the red–robed messenger standing within its bounds. Annoyed, he reprimanded, “The array is not yet complete! What

dare talk to me like this, are you courting death The red–robed messenger’s demeanor toughened in response to Lawrence’s scolding.

repeated insults ignited an intense desire to extinguish

you lack understanding of the array’s intricate points. Standing in the wrong position would drain the power within you. I’m doing this

exit from the array. He had dedicated immense effort to cultivate

stepped out, a sense of unease washed over him, and he angrily questioned, “Who

the array that the red–robed messenger fully comprehended the extent of

presence, Lawrence continued to focus on completing the formation.

turned icy as he stared at Lawrence’s back, emanating a chilling aura of murderous intent. Even if Lawrence were to surrender the secret power of the 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 before

fuel to his fury was the fact that Lawrence had labeled him

that moment, Lawrence abruptly halted his actions, his gaze scanning the surroundings with a