Jared stood across Francois and Sigurd, whose aura erupted. They tightened their grip on their weapons, realizing that Jared's aura had changed again.
In a few short days, his power had increased rapidly. From being a wretched nobody, he had now ascended to the same level as them.
“So you're a Manifestor too hiding in the midst of these lowly peasants,” Francois said, sizing up Jared.
“These lowly peasants you speak of possess the same flesh and blood as yours. Today, I'll make you realize that you're the lowly peasant you say they are,” Jared said with a cold expression.
Upon sensing Jared's chilling murderous intent, Francois did not dare speak.
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