The Man's Decree

Jared watched as the servant of the Zupakie family struggled desperately without any change in expression. In the end, the man was burned to ashes by the flames. Even his divine soul dissipated into nothingness.

By then, Jared no longer had any qualms taking a life. In the Ethereal Realm, there was seemingly no right and wrong or good and evil. All that existed was death for anyone who stood in one's way.

He glanced at the others who were still battling the evil spirits. Then, he slowly walked toward the dark and bottomless pit.

Standing at the mouth of the pit, he gazed down, only to see black mist roiling within. A strong wave of lethal intent circulated, forming whirlwinds that blew out interminably.

That aside, the air around was exceedingly chilly. In fact, the pit resembled an ice cave. Evil spirits were still rushing out endlessly, the whirlwinds they generated causing vibrations in the surrounding air.

Jared took a deep breath. He himself had no idea what he would encounter upon jumping down the pit. However, he knew that opportunities often came hand in hand with danger.

If he did not jump down, he might be very safe, but he would never have any way of knowing what exactly was sealed beneath. Nor would he be able to run into even stronger evil spirits to help Zelda

recover.

and jumped right into the bottomless pit. His body was blanketed with spiritual energy and plummeted at lightning

spirits kept surging up. They collided with him, making things a chaotic mess. They had not expected someone

shielding him, but he had also activated Golem Body. As such,

When the evil spirits outside heard them, they

them looking at each other blankly, at a loss as to what had

that were still of value relentlessly, for they could all be

at the top of his lungs. He had not noticed it earlier, but at present, he realized that Jared had gone missing. Zordey was also looking for Jared right then. He had sent someone to kill

it be that the two of them died together, Mr. Zupakie?" a servant

might have been backed into a corner and

he reckoned the possibility of them having died together was high. At that precise moment, another group of people arrived. They were none other than Fayzon and his

shabby weapons littering the ground, Fayzon asked with a frown, "Did

weapons on the ground are the vanquished evil spirits' primordial weapons!" Zordey answered ingratiatingly, hastily

it was not worth