My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1562

The explosion shook the entire villa, causing the chandelier to crash onto the coffee table. The great-grandmaster flew backward

and disintegrated into several pieces in mid-air.

After releasing the fart, the chubby man collapsed on the ground. Smoke wasing off his hefty belly. He urgently looked toward

the Lloyds and said, "Water, getwater..."

They merely pinched their noses and looked at the chubby man with disdain, not a single one of them moving.

Feeling extremely disappointed with her family, Sammy rushed toward the water dispenser and lifted the bucket full of water

before running to the chubby man's side. She flipped the bucket over and poured the water onto his belly.

The chubby man let out a sigh of relief. "Ah, that feels so good!"

With the loss of the two great-grandmasters, the disciples of the Aoen Sect outside instantly panicked. The Dragon Soul soldiers

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took advantage of their distraction and struck fatal blows. They could not even return the attack.

Since the soldiers were accustomed to living on the edge and had plenty of experience in battle, they knew hesitation would lead

to defeat. Thus, they showed no mercy, their every attack proving lethal.

One by one, the disciples of the Aoen Sect fell. In less than ten minutes, the battle was over.

The leader of the group pressed a button on his earpiece and reported weakly, "Unit 15, mission aplished. One casualty, nine

severely injured. The Aoen Sect disciples have beenpletely wiped out!"

The head of the Lloyd family hurriedly said, "Quick, contact our family's private medical team!"

Despite the family not being particularly large, their assets still exceeded three billion, which was enough for them to have a

private medical team.

Five minutes before, Nash and Regulus had touched down in a bamboo forest five kilometers southwest of Munford. Suddenly,

Dallas and Bertram appeared. The four of them looked toward the wave of auras approaching them, their eyes filled with

determination.

There were 13 auras at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. The strongest among them had even surpassed the peak and was

nearing the half-step stage of the Profound Oriental Realm.

Suddenly, a dozen figures descended before the group one after another. Among them was Duncan, and he pushed up his glasses

excitedly as he said, "Nash, it's been a long time. I've missed you dearly!"

Nash looked at Duncan with his Third Eye but could not see through to his core. The inheritance he received from his ancestor

likely included a real gold core.

A faint smile played on Nash's lips as he replied, "Indeed, it's been a while. | didn’t expect you toe into such luck.”

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"Do you know about the Chosen One?"

"lI am the Chosen One," Duncan replied as he casually put his hands in his pockets, his face filled with disdainful arrogance.

He had been biding his tin Jonford quietly for over 20 years. Later, he acknowledged Boris and Peter as his godfathers. After

that, he located his ancestor's grave and becan unparalleled powerhouse.

Were these experiences not exactly like what the Chosen Ones he had read about gone through in online ?

Nash's eyes narrowed as he gripped the sword handle with both hands. Then, he swiftly swung it down, releasing a terrifying sword

form that swept forward.

"Let's join the fight!" Bertram announced as he shot forward like a cannonball, charging toward the group from the Black Wind

Mountains.

Regulus and Dallas also transformed into afterimages as they rushed forward.

"Kill them!" Duncan cried as he gripped the Dragon’s Roaring Spear tightly.