My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 1735

Barrett would not have acted if it were not for Elistan. If Barrett had not acted, he would not have been slain by Nash, and Roscoe would not have lost an arm either.

Elistan looked completely aggrieved.

It was clear that Barrett had chosen to act because of Eliana.

Why was all the blame being pushed on him now?

Citrine sighed and then sternly addressed Laverne and the other two, "From now on, the three of you are only allowed to stay within my line of sight. If you go beyond my line of sight, I won't care even if you're dead!"

The three bowed their heads in response.

…

In the following days, more Western forces entered the central battlefield. The Temple of Frey also flew into this space.

The Western cultivators formed an alliance and were already itching to take action against the Drakonian cultivators occupying the mountains.

…

At the Temple of Frey, Alto had already regained his human form, all thanks to a wizard from the Satanic Union.

Sitting on his throne, Alto looked down at the people below with arrogance. "Within three days, we'll wipe out all the Drakonian cultivators. Everyone above the Star Realm must participate in the battle!"

He harbored endless resentment.

Although he had regained his human form, spending a day as a pig had thoroughly humiliated him. It was the shame of a lifetime.

These people showed utmost respect to him on the surface, but he knew they would gossip about him behind his back.

He was determined to rid himself of this shame and exterminate all the Drakonian cultivators.

The wizard holding a staff and a black book solemnly declared, "Lord Alto, it won't be difficult to exterminate these Drakonian cultivators. I only need to summon a rain of fire!"

Alto pondered for a moment before saying, "The Drakonian cultivators above the Mystique Loyalty Realm probably won't fear ordinary flames."

The wizard chuckled sinisterly. "My flames are not ordinary. They come from the depths of the earth and are called Sacred Flames!"

He was a major out there, and almost everyone would show utmost respect to him. He had already humbled himself in front of the Six Great Sects, but they still acted indifferently toward him.

Roxy said coldly, "Ignore them. We just need to take care of ourselves."

Dante nodded. "Ms. Roxy is right. Let's get started!"

Dallas shook his head helplessly. After organizing his thoughts, he said in a deep voice, "Before the start of the expedition, the Reaper Guild issued a notice that Western cultivators could freely target Drakonian cultivators in the secret realm.

"And for each kill, they would gain abundant cultivation resources. They're too quiet now. It's like the calm before the storm. So, I believe they're definitely brewing up a big conspiracy!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked alert.

As the deputy commander of the Divine Strategy Squadron, Dallas had a certain understanding of military affairs. His words were certainly not unfounded.

Seeing the serious expressions on everyone's faces, Dallas felt satisfied and continued, "What I mean is, we mustn't harbor ill intentions toward others, but we must also not be without vigilance.

"From today onward, everyone should gather together at night to prevent sneak attacks by the Western cultivators!"