The Man's Decree

Jared and Gilbert’s conversation infuriated the two men in black. “You two Chanaeans had better get out of my sight. Otherwise, you won’t be leaving here

alive,” one of them threatened with a murderous look. Anne, too, turned toward Jared. “Jared, don’t get involved. You better leave with your friend. These men are really strong.”

“To be honest, I curious to see for myself how strong they are.” Cracking a smile, Jared gave Gilbert a look. Gilbert nodded in acknowledgment before leaping into the air toward the two men.

“Jared, you’re no match against them. They’re Martial Arts Marquises. You should run…” Anne cried out when she saw Gilbert make his move.

However, the moment Anne finished, two agonized screams rang out. Both men were covering their eyes with their hands while four bloody eyeballs could clearly. be seen on the snow-covered ground.

At the same time, blood was gushing out through the gaps between the fingers of the two men. The gruesome sight stupefied Anne.

Gilbert sneered. Meanwhile, the other two men in black who were engaged in

his entire body covered in wounds. By the time the two men arrived, they were utterly

of their hands, they recognized that whoever could instantaneously dig out

helped their wounded compatriots up and fled. “How dare you try and

curled into claws, he dug the eyes of the other two men out, triggering another round

men in black had been blinded. Continuing to scream from the excruciating pain, they fumbled around aimlessly and before crashing

stunned by Gilbert’s magnificent display of skill. Upon Gilbert’s return, Anne couldn’t help but ask, “Jared, who is

Arts Marquis who has failed to achieve Greater

words caused Gilbert to feel embarrassed, for the latter had been

have

all, it only took Jared slightly more than a year to become a Greater Martial Arts Marquis. His outstanding talent and mind-blowing strength had earned Gilbert’s utmost