The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5331

Jared wove through the chaos, leaving only fading after-images in his wake. Every thrust and cut landed with surgeon precision, finding the tiniest seams in defenses too slow to matter.

At times, he did not bother to raise the Dragonslayer Sword, a casual flick of his wrist sent compressed gold spiritual energy slicing open throats as easily as silk.

Moments later, the camp lay silent, scores of bodies cooling in the dirt, and the skeletal altar still pulsing with sickly green light.

Jared stepped to the altar, gaze softening at the divine souls writhing inside.

Fragmented, half-mad from pain, the divine souls clung to tattered spiritual intelligence and primal fear.