The Man's Decree

Gael narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze firmly fixed on Harlan.

“Mr. Cunningham, deactivate the arcane array and release Jared. If it really comes down to a fight, I won’t hesitate to battle to the death. By then, Violet Flame Sect will be destroyed, and no one can dream of becoming its leader.” Juliet was solely focused on saving Jared, even if she had to bring down Violet Flame Sect.

“Indeed! Even if Violet Flame Sect is destroyed, we will not compromise!” Judd also exclaimed loudly.

Gael’s disciples were all roused, shouting with their arms raised high. None of them feared death. They were all ready to battle against Harlan, even if it meant risking their lives.

They either free Jared, or they’d all go down together in a blaze of glory.

Harlan didn’t expect Gael’s disciples to be incredibly resilient. For a moment, he was overwhelmed with frustration, yet there was nothing he could do about it.

If a battle to the death occurred, there was a chance that Violet Flame Sect might vanish into the annals of history.

Rohan was also moved, so he decided to close the arcane array.

stop me. Even if the arcane array is shut down, I won’t run away. I don’t want to involve others. You all can rest easy. If I want Berthold dead, he wouldn’t stand a chance. Even if he and his father teamed up, I still wouldn’t be

from closing

without it, relying solely on the light curtain shield would likely be insufficient to withstand the terrifying aftershocks. If that happened, it would spell trouble for the

moment, Rohan was at a loss for what to do. His only option was to look toward Gael for

not a trace of panic in the latter’s eyes. Instead,

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disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth. Once Berthold reaches Ultimate Realm,

waiting for Berthold’s lightning tribulation, a voice filled with unparalleled fury echoed through. “You punk! How dare you make a fool out of

array set up around Jared

origin of the voice, they saw it

moment, he was driven to the brink of madness by anger.

Berthold, no one paid attention to Carlo. As such, Carlo slowly regained

a fool of in front of so many onlookers, he felt like his lungs were about to