My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 411

A dark figure flashed away.

Nash wondered if there really was something there.

He frowned and returned to the tent. He took out the Heavenly Master Rune from his bag, placing it on himself.

At this time, Nico had walked out.

He was awoken by the strong smell of blood.

Nico's eyes widened when he saw Nash in the golden robe. "Mr. Nash… you... you..."

Golden Robe Heavenly Master!

Nash was a Golden Robe Heavenly Master.

Nash grabbed a handful of copper coins from his bag and threw them into the air. "Heavenly sword..."

When the sword landed in his hand, Nash rushed toward the woods with a flick of his feet.

The figure from earlier had disappeared.

Nash took out a blank golden rune from his bag.

He bit his finger to draw blood and drew a runic incantation on it before throwing it into the air.

The rune burned, and a flaming ball of green flames floated in the air.

After a while, the green flames floated deeper into the woods.

Nash followed the green flames, which led him halfway up one of the Seven Pinnacle Peaks.

There was a tomb made of rubble in that area.

The figure was standing on one of the tombs.

Its back was hunched, and its two long arms reached its knees.

It was hairless like a skinned gorilla.

Its pair of dark green eyes stared at Nash.

It was an undead corpse.

"Ahh..."

The undead corpse opened its mouth and let out a hoarse exhale.

Nash's eyes turned cold as he lunged forward with the sword in hand.

The undead corpse was very fast and could jump higher than 65 feet in the air.

Nash's toes touched the ground as his body swayed and leaped toward the undead corpse like a flea. He swung the sword toward its head.

The undead corpse stretched out its right hand to grab the sword, but when it made contact with the sword, there was a sizzling sound.

The undead corpse roared and immediately let go of its hand.

Nash delivered a powerful kick to the undead corpse's mouth, and his foot was covered with dense true energy.

He kicked the undead corpse in the chest, and it felt as if he had kicked a wooden stake.