Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 679

Back in the day, the sheer influence of KING and Asher commanded absolute terror in the region.

They were simultaneously blood brothers and bitter rivals, constantly waging war over lucrative resources.

A massive gold mine in western Kenya had ultimately become their shared obsession.

To their utter humiliation, when they finally mobilized their armies for a joint siege, they hit an invisible wall.

The entire valley seemed cursed. No matter the angle of attack, the perimeter was impenetrable.

They didn't just hit resistance—they were caught in an endless labyrinth.

Entire platoons ended up marching in mindless circles.

The disorientation became so severe that their own men began firing at each other in the chaos.

It was an apocalyptic disaster.

It was the first time Andres had ever encountered such a horrifyingly helpless situation.

With no other option, he was forced to order a humiliating retreat.

It remained the single darkest stain on his spotless record.

Naturally, Slade had shared in that exact same disgrace.

Both men possessed an ego the size of a continent.

They only knew total victory. Failure was not an option.

Yet reality had violently slapped them down.

Roused by Maeve's question, Andres's tone turned dead serious.

"I suspect an occult master had deployed a mystical barrier around the perimeter."

Slade rolled his eyes hard.

"A mystical barrier? What is this, a fantasy novel?"

Andres remained grim.

"I recreated the topography afterward. The anomalies perfectly matched an ancient battle array."

"Specifically, the Illusionary Formation," Maeve added coolly.

"That's the tactical array you ran into."

"Exactly," Andres agreed. "Once trapped inside, you lose total control of your motor functions."

Slade stared at Maeve in utter confusion.

"How do you know about the Illusionary Formation?"

A wicked, knowing smile curled Maeve's lips.

Getting caught red-handed years after a botched heist was deeply embarrassing.

Jasper suddenly erupted into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"Hahaha! This is the greatest thing I've heard all year!"

"Slade, I never pictured you being this catastrophically stupid. It really ruins your whole ruthless mastermind aesthetic."

Slade snatched an orange from the fruit bowl and hurled it violently at Jasper's face.

"Shut your damn mouth!"

He was so infuriated he wanted to beat Jasper to death with the fruit.

Jasper's reflexes were lightning fast.

His hand shot up, catching the orange mid-air.

He began casually peeling it, still taunting,

"You really haven't fixed that nasty habit of throwing things during a tantrum."

"No wonder you're pushing thirty and still single. What woman could tolerate this?"

"You've practically weaponized your own toxic arrogance."