A Man Like None Other

Seeing Hyrum’s arrival, Xanthus instantly gained more confidence. “Attack! We must kill that Jared guy!”

With that command, Xanthus leaped in Jared’s direction. Witnessing this, Misho swiftly unsheathed a long sword and entered the fray.

Others rushed forward, joining the chaotic melee. Hyrum turned to Jared and abruptly tossed a handful of powder at him. Aware that eliminating Jared would be a significant victory, Hyrum aimed to make a decisive contribution.

However, Jared wore a look of disdain as he swung the Dragonslayer Sword, dispersing the powder with a burst of light.

“Brat, I didn’t expect someone your age to possess such remarkable alchemy skills. The detoxification pill you crafted is truly top-notch. Unfortunately, you’ve offended Soulless Hall, so death is the only fate awaiting you!” As Hyrum spoke, the long sword he wielded quivered slightly.

The next moment, wisps of black mist emanated from the blade. The black mist coalesced in the air, forming a venomous snake that flicked its red tongue and lunged at Jared.

Jared simply regarded Hyrum with a look of utter contempt. While Hyrum was a relatively potent alchemist, he paled in comparison to Jared’s expertise.

swung his sword, releasing thousands of beams that cleaved through the

unfazed after witnessing this display. Instead, he sneered. The black mist descended from above,

the mobility of poison mist knows no bounds. This mist can morph and

within Mount Crimson, he had mastered its intricacies. Jared found himself engulfed by the

of yours is quite

of my poison mist now. Your

replying, Jared initiated his Focus Technique to refine the poison mist. The Focus Technique had the capability to refine anything, including a mere poison

mist with ecstasy. Once Jared perished,

moment. To his surprise,

stood still, seemingly untouched by the poison. Hyrum curiously approached him, wanting to see if Jared had succumbed to his poison. However, as he drew