The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5217

Barbs snapped from the whip with crisp pops.

The leader's arm went numb beneath the recoil and nearly lost its grip.

"What kind of power is that?" he gasped, sensing a pure, tyrannical current inside Jared's aura pressing hard against his own demonic haze.

Jared saw the hesitation and struck. He blurred forward like an arrow out free of its bowstring, Dragonslayer Sword flashing toward the hooded specter on the right.

The man raised twisting vines in panic, only for the golden arc to shear them clean and hover a whisper from his throat.