My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 885

Nash must die today.

Peter joined his right index and middle finger together, chanting an incantation. He pointed toward the billowing smoke at Sigur Cliff, saying, “Kill him…”

Boom!

All the talismans on the ghoul overlord were blown away.

Spiritual energy was spreading in all directions.

The ghoul overlord jumped up and turned into a beam of light, shining onto Sigur Cliff.

Bladesman Divus frowned and flew up with his sword.

The unkempt old man walked strangely and vanished within a few steps, reaching Sigur Cliff before Bladesman Divus.

The sight of the old man blew Jasper’s mind. He said, “Elusive drift… M-Master…”

Eric turned to look at Peter, only to find out that they had already retreated into the forest, surrounded by over two hundred people.

It seemed like they had a premeditated plan as there was already an altar in the forest.

Peter waved the cedar wood sword, tied a few talismans on it, and lit it up,

The woods were suddenly covered by a huge protective shield. A heavy fog filled the air, and everyone in the Duerson family disappeared from Eric’s sight.

“Mist Disappearing Formation!”

Eric squinted and threw a blank yellow talisman from his bag into the air.

With a wave of his sleeve, the yellow talisman scattered onto the ground, forming a circle.

Eric said solemnly, “Don’t leave this circle!”

The fog engulfed the entire mountain range, except for the circle Eric was in.

“Master…”

Atlas’s voice sounded.

Eric turned around, but he noticed that Melody, Finn, and the others were gone.

“Where are they?”

Eric’s facial muscles twitched.

He stayed back to protect them, but they all ran away.

The Mist Disappearing Formation was an ancient advanced formation. The mist was ten times thicker than natural mist. Even a Mystique Loyalty Realm master would lose their way inside of it.

The people in the mist may not be able to see the Duersons, but the Duersons could see them clearly.

“It… It hurts…”

Mireille held her head and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Duncan was at a loss. He shouted outside, “Someone… Come quickly…”

The bodyguard captain hurried in, “Mr. Duerson…”

Duncan shouted, “Where’s the doctor? Call the doctor over here, now!”

The bodyguard captain saw Mireille in great pain, so he quickly brought over a middle-aged man.

The Duersons spent generously to hire this private doctor.

He checked Mireille’s pulse, and his face darkened. “S-S-She has no pulse.”

No pulse?

What did that mean?

Only dead people had no pulse.

Duncan looked down at the crystal talisman around Mireille’s neck. He figured that something was wrong with it, so he hurriedly ripped it off her neck and threw it aside.

Instantly, Mireille sighed in relief. She lay in Duncan’s arms, and asked confusedly, “W-What’s wrong with me?”