My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 902

The National Martial Bureau had three Mystique Loyalty Realm powerhouses, as well as Eric, Jaxon, and the unkempt old man.

Even six Mystique Loyalty Realm powerhouses were unable to suppress the ghoul overlord, so their hands were really tied.

At this moment, Felicity suddenly asked, "Is Jaxon okay?"

Atlas nodded. "Jaxon is really strong. He can deal with a ghoul overlord alone!"

Felicity breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that, but Nash’s expression became even more solemn. In other words, even the five Mystique Loyalty Realm experts would not be able to suppress another ghoul overlord.

"Melody and the others are back..." Felicity suddenly said as she looked in a direction.

Nash turned his head. Under the faint moonlight, he could see four figures stumbling toward them. They immediately went up to them and saw Melody supporting Mireille, whose body was bloated and covered in blood.

Finn was supporting Ken, who had a wooden stick inserted into his chest.

He could not determine Ken's injuries and did not dare to pull out the stick rashly.

"Mr. Nash... Please save Ken..." Finn said anxiously.

Nash's eyes glowed with a faint golden light when he saw the stick pressing against Ken's heart. The stick had cracked, its spikes piercing his heart. Fortunately, Finn did not rashly pull out the stick. Otherwise, Ken would have died.

"Endure it for a moment!" Nash pressed Ken's shoulder with one hand and held the wooden stick with the other, tearing off the bark on it before forcefully pushing it forward.

The stick pierced through Ken's body. His clothes were soaked with sweat and blood as he gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain.

Finn took off his own coat and tore it into strips to help bandage Ken's wounds. Nash used the divine needles to seal several trigger points on Ken's body to stop the bleeding.

Mireille took off the Eight-Part Scepter tied to her body and handed it to Nash. "Grandmaster, I've completed the mission!"

Grandmaster?

Nash's body trembled slightly as he turned to look at the blood-covered Mireille. Her once clear eyes no longer held their former shine.

Mireille turned around and took out a piece of white cloth from her personal clothing, on which Paganism was written with blood.

She handed the white cloth to Nash and said, "This is how to use the scepter.”

A pain pierced Nash's heart. Mireille had paid too much for this. He reached out with heavy hands and took the Eight-Part Scepter. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Thank you..."

The tree straightened and pressed on Jasper, who was lying on the ground. He was barely conscious.

Mark mobilized his true energy and forced it out of him, shattering the tree into pieces.

A ghoul overlord seized the opportunity and appeared behind Mark in a flash to dig its sharp nails into Mark’s back. However, the man’s body blurred. When he reappeared again, he was already a hundred meters away.

The ghoul overlord's speed was also incredible as it appeared right before him a moment later.

“If we continue like this, we'll all die here!" Cillian said.

He was more eager than anyone to get rid of the ghoul overlord, but he also realized that they were simply no match for it.

"The bastards from the National Martial Bureau have already retreated. We are even less of a match for the ghoul overlord now. Let's find an opportunity to retreat!" Eric chimed in.

Mark nodded in agreement.

Just then, there was a sonic boom in the sky.