The Man's Decree

You’re too naive, Jared! Meanwhile, Gael and the others couldn’t help but grow concerned as they saw what had happened.

Gael himself was once tormented by a demonic soul to the point of helplessness. He was driven to madness all day, only regaining some clarity during the depths of the night.

Yet now, Jared’s consciousness field had just been invaded by several demons at once. Could he possibly ever return to his usual self?

A sense of relief washed over Harlan as he saw Jared supposedly being controlled.

“Don’t dilly-dally now, Berthold” he urged. “Chop his head off and claim your reward from the Demon Seal Alliance.”

Berthold nodded while gripping the black longsword. As he neared Jared, he swiftly swung his sword at him.

However, just as the sword was about to strike Jared in the neck, the latter suddenly vanished into thin air!

Startled, Berthold suddenly felt a surge of danger emanating from behind him.

Upon turning around, he saw Jared’s large hand swinging right toward him!

Slap!

he was sent flying directly, his face distorted

to the ground. Despite having managed to pull himself up with great effort, his teeth

You weren’t controlled

stared at

me with such weak demons? You must have forgotten my warning from before-there’s a much more powerful force residing within

precisely Jared’s being under the control

could I have forgotten that? The thought of so many of his demonic souls being destroyed just like that caused

off your face, Jared. I

of fury, Berthold once again unleashed a dark aura that surged like boiling

if countless ferocious beasts lurked within the black mist. Soon after, pythons with glowing red eyes and tongues emerged

seamlessly into the black mist. If it wasn’t for their red eyes

was several dozen yards long and had a head larger than the Violet Flame Sect’s main hall. Its body

that, Jared raised his Dragonslayer Sword, letting its

followed by a chorus of agonized screams. One by one, the

swallowing the bursts

unafraid of his sword’s light. Consequently, he sheathed his weapon

himself shone with

in thick, dark clouds, with streaks of lightning

“Thunder Palm!”