The Man's Decree

Chapter 1825

Jared soon realized that the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand grew stronger with every sword he destroyed.

Perhaps this is akin to cultivating my Dragonslayer Sword!

As that thought crossed his mind. Jared wielded his Dragonslayer Sword with renewed vigor.

In no time at all, broken swords littered the ground, and sweat beaded on Jared's forehead horn the exertion.

Still, Jared gritted his teeth and pushed on. He knew the battle before him was as much a trial for his Dragonslayer Sword as it was for him.

After cleaving the final sword in half, he collapsed on the ground, utterly spent.

The elderly man looked at Jared and appealed to smile.

He uttered, “You have overcome this challenge, and I hope you will succeed till the end. Then, you will have fulfilled our wish over the past few centuries...”

Jared was about to ask who he was when the elderly man suddenly threw his sword toward Jared and disappeared into thin air.

The sword charged toward Jared and stopped a mere inch away from his face.

which was rapidly absorbed by the Dragonslayer Sword. A moment later, it

changed. While he remained in the same spot as

did not see anyone around him. The

all I needed to do to see

Jared

if I found the

and eventually came across an area brimming with

only three swords stuck in the ground and arranged in a

knew at first glance that the

a sword array would not be complete without

stormed at Jared,

sword marionettes were clearly more powerfill than

they wore before they died, which were embroidered with

skilled disciples in the Engarder Sect before their

to engage them in battle. Talking the sword marionettes out of fighting was fruitless: after all, they no longer had

Shadows!” Jared bellowed and

down on one of the sword marionettes, obliterating

that flung the other