The Man's Decree

“I’m not running, and I don’t need anyone to save me. I’ll just stay here and listen to your shameless big talks. You should know better than anyone how many times I’ve evaded you,” Jared uttered nonchalantly while leaning on his Dragonslayer Sword.

Jared’s remark made Wrey seethe with anger. He hadn’t expected Jared, who was on the verge of his limits, to still dare to talk back to him in that insolent manner.

“Brat, you’re bloody stubborn. I swear I’ll torment you to my heart’s content today.” Enraged, Wrey unleashed his overwhelming aura to envelop Jared. At that moment, Ultimate Force within Jared’s body glimmered, but Jared continued to suppress it from bursting forth.

He gritted his teeth, struggling to resist the profound aura emanated from Wrey while saying disdainfully, “I heard someone peed in his pants from fright when encountering a Manifestor. Was that you? Wetting your pants when you ran into a Manifestor while acting haughtily toward those inferior to you. You’re no different from a spineless cur!”

Jared provoked Wrey continuously because when someone was beside themselves with fury, they wouldn’t be able to think straight and would also be less observant. Jared wanted to make Wrey lose his keen vigilance. Otherwise, the latter would soon discover the force within him.

hell!” Wrey’s anger peaked right after he heard Jared saying the words “peed their pants.” He balled his fist and

was instantly blasted backward like a piece of leaf. Only after flying hundreds of meters did Jared land heavily, forming a

spat out a mouthful of blood. At that moment, his forehead was drenched

was already robust, he still got hurt after enduring a punch from Wrey. If it weren’t because Jared had unleashed a trace of Ultimate Force when Wrey assaulted him earlier, that attack would’ve

Sword to pull himself up, they were astounded and rendered speechless. “That guy’s body is insanely tough!” “Who exactly is he?

and began to speculate. A darkened expression spread across Wrey’s countenance. Jared was

Wrey felt utterly humiliated. Wetting his pants was very

that all you’ve got? Feels more like a tickle to me,” Jared jeered at Wrey after wiping the blood. trickling down the corner of his mouth. Wrey blew a gasket, listening to Jared’s mockery. The hair on his scalp bristled, and

I’ll kill you! I’ll tear you to pieces!” Wrey bellowed. His figure turned into a blur as he materialized before Jared