My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 2151

"Well… It's... the Illuminion's website. It says on it that as long as you become a member of theirs, all your wishes will be fulfilled..."

Nash had been looking at the website on his phone for a long time, and at this moment, he noticed that it contained information about the Reaper Guild and its members.

"So, you mean you got the potion from the website and then continued to carry out the tasks assigned from it?"

Fremu nodded. Nash looked at the task list, and sure enough, almost all of them were assassination tasks, which reminded him of some of his personal experiences when he was still the Smiling Grim Reaper.

Nash continued scrolling and then noticed the bounty on him. Many people had shown interest in it likely due to the generous reward—eight million in cash and free access to all BrightState Enterprises' products in various major shopping malls.

BrightState! When Nash saw this name, he understood what was going on. Those people must have created this website.

Nash returned the phone to Fremu. Unfortunately, he was not a merciful man. There was no way he could easily let go of those who hurt his people.

"How do you use your ability to wake up someone who fell unconscious from getting burned?"

Nash's words confused Fremu.

"You... You're saying… they fell unconscious after they were burned? My flames only work on cultivators, and they practically burn them to ashes instantly..."

Mirror was unaware of what had happened but suddenly saw a pitch-black long spear in his view. He fired a shot, only to see the bullet melt away instantly. The next moment, the Shura Sky-Piercing Spear stabbed through him.

Just as Mirror tried to escape using his mirror ability, he found himself unable to activate it due to the spear. Moments later, he was completely shattered.

Above the rubble, Nash looked at the barely conscious Fremu and ended his suffering with a single punch before flying away. Having obtained the information he wanted, he needed to return to the Florentine brothers to discuss their next steps.

In his mind, he kept muttering, "This is bad. We're in trouble now."