The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6146

8,000 miles away, deep in the vast mountain range.

Mountain after mountain rolled into the distance. Peaks rose over peaks. Ancient trees towered so high they blotted out the sky.

Sunlight pushed through the thick canopy in broken patches, spilling over the deep layer of fallen leaves and stirring a soft rustling sound. Mist wound through the mountains, and the air hung heavy with dampness.

A faint scent of grass and wood drifted everywhere. But mixed into that clean scent was something else, something so faint it almost hid itself. It carried a cold, wicked taint, sharp enough to crawl straight into the bones, along with a thick smell of blood and rot that made the skin tighten.

Jared and the other two hid inside the dense forest on one of the peaks. They pulled in every trace of their aura and crept forward like three shadows.