The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5581

"Who says I can't call reinforcements without help from a branch?" Esorin replied, a frigid smile carving lines into his face.

The old devil's soft chuckle echoed like a rusted hinge. Cold promise shimmered behind his eyes.

Figures began to stride out of the gate, one after another, none of them anything but Demonic Cultivators. Each arrival left a smoky after-image of black miasma curling over the ruined flagstones.

First to emerge was a giant of a man. He carried a mountain, cleaving axe whose iron edge could have split a city wall. Black fog coiled around his shoulders, making his outline blur and swell like a living shadow.

Jared's eyes narrowed. "That brute isn't from the Malevolent Path Hall?"