“Well, then. Go to hell!”
Skylar was not going to waste any more of his breath on Jared.
With a light tap on his forehead, a drop of blood essence dripped onto the cymbal.
In the next second, light exploded outward from the ordinary-looking cymbal. Then the waves of dreadful, murderous intent flowed out of it.
When Jared sensed the spreading murderous intent, he gritted his teeth and amped the Power of Dragons to its limit. He dared not take an item like that carelessly.
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