A Man Like None Other

When Cloud saw Jared slaying the zombies, he wanted to help but was stopped by the latter. Since he was incapable of absorbing marked aura, his killing them would be a waste.

Hence, he had no choice but to watch Jared anxiously. In contrast to Cloud, Remus and Xandros were watching on smugly.

“Mr. Quayle, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful. Why don’t you raise more of the dead and overwhelm Jared with them?” Xandros suggested in glee.

Nodding with a smile, Remus chanted a spell while brandishing his soul attractor in the air. Countless corpses began to rise from the dead and swarm toward Jared.

Soon, almost all of them had come alive. Despite that, Jared continued to cut them down vehemently with Dragonslayer Sword, showing no signs of tiring. The sight triggered a frown from Remus as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He continued to use his soul attractor, draining a significant amount of his marked aura. Yet, Jared was still more than capable of resisting.

When Jared noticed that Remus was slowing down and seemingly unable to sustain his spell much longer, he screamed, “Argh!”

to be struck by

“Mr. Chance!”

sight caused Cloud to rush over and frantically help

merely smiled in response. “I’m fine. It’s just a charade. You should pretend

no clue what Jared was trying

and your aura is weak. You had better stop fighting. Let’s retreat instead!” Cloud said loudly as he helped Jared up. “No, I have to wipe all

Sword in hand. This time, his actions were visibly slower,

legs. Intensify your attacks!” Xandros urged Remus

marked aura again as he waved the

another two hours passed. Even though Jared appeared to slow down, the corpses weren’t able to get close to him still. Every time

tightly. After raising so many of the dead, he had drained nearly every last

was desperately sustain his efforts