A Man Like None Other

A sharp screech pierced through the air. An intense aura tore through the void, blasting directly toward Jared. Golden rays of light erupted from within him as he braced for the incoming assault.

He became encased in a suit of golden-scaled armor, activating his Golem Body. It was evident that he intended to confront his assailants directly.

The onlookers were left in awe as they watched Jared stand unwavering in the face of the impending attacks. Quinley clenched her fists, anxiety coursing through her as she observed the unfolding situation.

Montane Daemon wore a furrowed brow, his concern evident. Despite Jared’s formidable strength, Montane Daemon couldn’t help but doubt whether he could endure the combined assault of the four elders from the Demon Seal Alliance, especially since he appeared to be standing motionless.

Boom! Suddenly, the ground beneath Jared’s feet gave way, enveloping him in a cloud of dust that obscured him from view. The onlookers were left in suspense, unsure of what had transpired.

However, the four elders showed no signs of relenting. Instead, they pressed on with their next onslaught.

“Ten Thousand Sword Cage!”

manifested in each of the four elders’ hands. They swung their swords in the air, conjuring dozens of razor-sharp sword beams, creating the illusion of millions

aura. As the beams sliced through

their ferocious assault, well aware of Jared’s immense power. None of them dared to let their guard down as the sword beams descended upon

onlookers stood in stunned silence, holding their breath, for it seemed inconceivable

strikes aimed to be lethal. There was no subtlety in their intentions. It was as plain as

failure to kill Jared with this

of sword beams continued to descend, an air of tense anticipation hung

such a

endure the strikes from the four Demon Seal Alliance elders especially after

lives through this, I’ll bow

anxiously among themselves, their eyes locked on the settling dust. Quinley and Cloud