Todos los capítulos de My Boss’ Secret Is My Undoing!: Capítulo 831 - Capítulo 840

“Will Jasmine agree to that?” asked the man next to Jasmine's father."Do this…"Jasmine's father waved at him, and whispered in his ear.Meanwhile, there was silence on Lupus Island. Eight people were tied up on several large trees—they were members of the Phoenix Squad.The Whalen Brigade's Eight Warlords were smoking and chatting not far away."What was his name again?""Frederick Lester.""Right! Frederick. Do you think he has the guts to show up?""If he doesn't, we'll kill these people and kill our way to Mirage.""Mirage? The Drakonia Royal Court might have a problem with that.""If it had been anyone else, we couldn't possibly be so blatant. However, as far as I know, the Drakonia Royal Court had always been at odds with the Dark Monarch. Frederick has a close relationship with the Dark Monarch. The Drakonia Royal Court is probably eager for us to kill him.""If he's close to the Dark Monarch, won't we get into trouble with the Dark Monarch by killing him?""What's

There was a deafening roar of engine in the air.Phoenix looked up, and her expression changed drastically.“It's a Horizon 17!” she said through clenched jaws.Horizon 17 was Drakonia's most advanced bomber. There were only five of these in the entire Drakonia. At this moment, three of these were right above their heads."Hahahaha! The missiles on these three Horizon 17s are capable of erasing this island from the ocean! In fact, it can even vaporize all the seawater within a few miles! No matter how strong you are, you're still mortal. Let's die together!"While First Warlord was shouting, the three Horizon 17s had already unloaded the missiles. The missiles were falling at breakneck speed."Lord Hades, leave! Don't worry about us!""With your speed, you might still have a chance of surviving if you flee right now!"The launched missiles were moving faster than the speed of sound. On top of that, it had a terrifying area of effect.Even if Frederick utilized his full speed t

In a conference room at the Drakonia Royal Court in the Imperial Capital, several elders sat at a table. The air was tense.An elder in a tunic suit slammed his hands against the table furiously. "This is a major embarrassment! We're in the Imperial Capital, the hub of Drakonia. A bomber is flying over us!""It's even one of our own Horizon 17s," an elder nearby chipped in slyly.The elder in a tunic suit felt his cheeks turning red. He was so furious, he could not even speak."That's enough. What's the point of bickering now? Besides, it was you who insisted on sending out three Horizon 17s. Since we've been defeated, we have to keep our heads down and take the beating.""No matter how arrogant he is, he can't possibly open fire in the Imperial Capital. If he does, it'll ruin his reputation. I believe he flew the Horizon 17 in to make a statement," an elder said with a frown."What do you propose we do now?"The elder in a tunic suit took a deep breath. He was the biggest advoc

“Blade Formation!” the Whalens' guards shouted in unison.The cultivation and essence of hundreds of guards coalesced into hundreds of incomparably sharp blade energy that rose into the sky. They then fused and transformed into a giant sword above Frederick's head. It seemed almost solid.Frederick took a step forward before travelling hundreds of feet forward.However, an invisible wall of air appeared in front of him. He crashed into it, and ripples emerged that obstructed his path.“This is called the Mystic Prison. If it was set up by a hundred ancient experts. Even a real immortal wouldn't be able to escape. Although my guards aren’t as strong as ancient experts, this is still more than enough to trap you!" Damien laughed loudly, his lips a smug grin. Frederick frowned a little before punching the wall with his fist. His punch seemed to fade into ocean waves that rippled on the surface. Frederick kept changing directions while he did this, but he always ended up hitting th

These were the Eight Warlords of the Whalen Brigade.They had never been defeated all these years.How could they be dead?"What kind of schemes did you employ? How could my Eight Warlords have died at your hands?" Nathan demanded. He could hardly believe this was real.To a certain extent, losing the Eight Warlords was even more tragic than the loss of the electric transmission channel and the oilfield.As long as the Eight Warlords were still around, Nathan would have the ability to take back whatever was lost. There was no telling how many competitors the Eight Warlords had helped him defeat over the years."Could the Dark Monarch have struck?" Nathan said, horrified."That's right. You guessed it. The Dark Monarch has made a move," Frederick said, smiling.Nathan gasped when he heard this. After the Dark Monarch had withdrawn from the Northern Frontier, he went incognito. No matter what happened, he never seemed to step in.What exactly was Frederick's relationship wit