The Man's Decree

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!”

long sword manifested in each of the four elders’ hands. They swung their swords in the air, conjuring dozens

designs and radiated a formidable aura. As the beams sliced through the dust-filled air, a deafening

immense power. None of them dared to let their guard down as the sword beams descended upon

holding their breath, for it seemed inconceivable that Jared could withstand

strikes aimed to be lethal. There was no subtlety in their intentions. It was as plain as day that they sought to end Jared’s life. That was why they had poured every last ounce of their

aware that failure to kill Jared with this assault would seal their own fate, making them easy

the relentless shower of sword beams continued to descend, an air of tense anticipation

for staying still against such a deadly assault!

strikes from the four Demon Seal

lives through this, I’ll bow before

among themselves, their eyes locked on the

awaited the outcome. Fayzon, however, wore a triumphant