With his trembling voice, Venicus asked, “Y-You destroyed my Soultrapper Formation?”
“You call that a formation? Honestly, if this is all you’ve got, then you can forget about taking me in as your disciple!” Jared snapped back at him disdainfully.
“Don’t get so full of yourself, kid!” Venicus was livid with rage.
He then retrieved a few black-colored bottles from his pockets and placed them down in front of him. There were five of them in total, and each one had a yellow seal on it.
Jared’s eyes lit up with excitement when he saw those bottles and figured out what they contained.
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