The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 867

Chapter 867

What a weak god

The red–robed messenger lay on the ground, barely breathing When he heard this, his expression became uglier than

ever.

He had gotten Josef to bring him the most potent drug from his lab. After consuming the drug, the messenger managed to expend his powers to their fullest potential.

Before this, the messenger did not know his cultivation could be so powerful. After consuming the drug, he ascended to the God Realm immediately.

Instantly, he had the world at his feet and was unlimited in his power. He quickly became intoxicated by this feeling.

He even suspected that he could collapse skyscrapers with a simple wave of his hand.

When he stood high up in a building and gazed down at the world, he truly believed that he was a god amongst men. Watching people go about their day seemed to him like observing the movement of ants.

When he murdered the ants in the building, he did not feel a single shred of emotion.

He was addicted to the feeling of power over his fellow men, of controlling their life and death.

Eventually, he began to think that his powers were unmatched by any other. He could slaughter armies all by himself. However, before he could fully experience this god–like feeling, Haylan struck him down from heaven to the lowly depths of hell.

Worst of all, he thought he had reached the peak of cultivation and become a god!

He forgot that he relied on medicine to reach his peak. In Haylan’s eyes, he was so weak that it was pathetic.

This infuriated the messenger to no end.

He spat bitterly.

The red–robed messenger was so furious that he was practically fuming. He spat out another mouthful of blood, his chest heaving.

Simultaneously, he could feel a large amount of energy leave his body. The effects of the drug were waning.

Boom!

the ground, he grabbed hold of a steel bar to

messenger

messenger prided himself on his worldliness

a cultivator, he began

and demons he

a powerful

This was unbelievable!

looked down at the red–robed messenger coldly. “Don’t you

I’m asking for your identity. Who exactly are you?”

I am. You already know my identity. You’ve probably already investigated

mask, his eyes

same as the secret door he had seen in Bernard’s office. They were

meteorite.

even his God’s Eye could not see

as he finished speaking. Haylan stretched out his hand and grabbed the mask. He wanted to lift it and see who the red–robed messenger hiding under

“Ahh!”

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the messenger’s face twisted in agony as he bowled

face only jerked forward along

red–robed messenger’s face and neck were stretching, caning him

when he saw this

had actually

no distinction between the two!

pulled the mask, the red–robed messenger’s facial muscles would also contort.

violently, the red–robed messenger’s facial muscles might be torn

was no way he could see the red–robed messenger’s

treat yourself so cruelly, Haylan said grimly.

gaze. “My skills

defeat”

will never get

lost, I am at peace. Come on, kill

messenger’s voice

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