Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen) novel Chapter 2199

After he finished his words, Bouvier was stunned for a second. He then burst into laughter and his face was filled with mockery.

Suddenly, spots of red light emerged from the giant black cocoon that was formed by numerous black threads, which had wrapped Fade inside.

"That..."

Before the crowd could figure out what it was, the scarlet light became more and more brilliant. Eventually, it burst out with a whoosh.

The crimson flames swallowed and spat blaze onto the giant cocoon, burning it to ashes.

Fade's body was covered in a fiery light as he stood still in the air. He looked at Bouvier who was in front of him with extreme confidence.

Everyone was thunderstruck at the scene.

Bouvier's face darkened slightly, but he showed an arrogant expression again not long after. He shouted, "You do have some tricks up your sleeve, but what harm can you cause with a small trick like that?"

"What can I do? You will know it soon," Fade responded coldly and moved his body at the same

time.

His entire body was covered in the fiery red flame and he was glowing with light at that moment. He transformed into a fireball and flew directly towards Bouvier.

As the flames surged, the scarlet light lit up the surrounding gloomy area.

Bouvier felt the horrifying heat from the flame as well and a glimpse of distress flashed across his face.

He stretched out both of his hands and he moved his fingers flexibly. Numerous black threads in the air began to wiggle again and entangled crazily around Fade as if they were alive.

However, the black threads were burnt to ashes when they touched the flames.

Bouvier ignored it and continued waving his hands to control more black threads to entangle around Fade.

As the threads increased, the fireball that Fade had now turned into became smaller and smaller as he was bound in a giant cocoon again.

"Kid, this..." Bouvier was just about to speak with a proud look.

Out of the blue, he felt a breeze from his back.

He turned his head and looked at it immediately. A figure was flying speedily towards the bridge, and he was aiming at no one else but Herman.

Herman, who had just finished treating his injuries while watching the battle, didn't expect that Fade would attack him all of a sudden. He was terrified and he exclaimed quickly, "Stop him. Stop him now!"

Fade glared at him and he moved as fast as the lightning, with his virtual sword surging in his hand. He yelled, "You'll be dead for sure."

Bouvier's face darkened in an instant. He immediately turned and rushed towards the bridge, and a powerful aura could be sensed from him as he roared, "Kid, how dare you!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Fade slashed the sharp virtual sword in his hands towards Herman.

Herman was so frightened that his face turned pale. Ignoring the wounds on his body, he rolled away hurriedly to escape the attacks. The warriors who were still on the bridge rushed over and unleashed their power to block Fade's attack to protect Herman.

However, their power was way weaker than Fade's virtual sword.

The virtual sword cut through everything in its way, heading straight for Herman with a whoosh, and it was accompanied by a fierce wind.

Facing such a swift attack, there was no way for Herman to dodge it, so he could only watch as the Grim Reaper came closer and closer to him.

As for the warriors who were helping, they sensed the terrifying attack and knew that they were no match for Fade. All of them dodged hastily. They didn't want to be hacked to death simply because they were in his way.

"No..." Herman cried out his last word.

Bouvier's body was covered with a layer of black shadows as well.

He was holding the enormous scythe in his hand, with a black shadow surrounding him. His face was grim and his eyes burned like torches as he walked towards Fade.

He looked as if Hades had come out of hell to take Fade's life. His presence was full with the aura of death.

"Kid, you'll regret your decision to aggravate me," Bouvier said.

His cold words sounded like the death god's raving.

He raised his right hand and the huge black sickle in his hand was lifted up. He drew an arc in the air and slashed towards Fade with a whoosh.

Suddenly, the whole space seemed to be cut apart by the sickle. With a terrifying pressure, the sickle slashed towards Fade.

All over the world, the spectators were watching the battle and their hearts were beating fast. They were extremely awestruck.

Only a few of the top martial artists were able to figure out Bouvier's terrifying move.

"It's the Scythe of Death, the famous masterstroke of Bouvier." "Twenty years ago, he had used this masterstroke to reach the peak stage of the Heaven Level."

"Now, twenty years have passed and he has improved with the masterstroke."

"I'm afraid Fade is in danger now that the final move is used."

"It's over. That kid is surely dead."

"Here comes the end!"