The envoy’s gaze toward Jared grew colder. His killing intent surged.
Jared could feel the pressure. He gripped his Dragonslayer Sword tightly, his face deadly serious. Facing this wyrm transformation technique, couldn’t afford a single misstep. His life was on the line.
“Mr. Vermilion, if I falter, I need you to step in,” Jared called out in his mind to the Vermilion Demon Lord.
“Not a chance,” came the lazy reply. Vermilion Demon Lord lounged in Jared’s consciousness field like didn’t have a care in the world.
Jared snapped, “You ate my food, drank my wine, crashed at my place, and now you talk to me like that? Where’s your conscience?”
“Don’t rely on me for everything,” Vermilion Demon Lord chuckled. “You’ve got to know your own strength. Push yourself to the edge. Otherwise, how would you know that you‘re trash?”
“F*ck…” Jared muttered, exasperated.
Just then, the envoy disappeared. Jared’s brow furrowed. He stepped forward and brought his sword down in a heavy arc.
Boom!
A tremendous force resisted his strike, flinging backward. The envoy reappeared, slamming a punch at Jared. The blow radiated murderous intent, enough to make the world pale.
Jared knew that if it hit, wouldn’t die, but he’d be in bad shape. Just as the punch was about to land, a long spear streaked through the air.
Boom!
The envoy was blasted back by the impact.
A girl in white appeared, spear in hand, a Necro Ring dangling at neck. She looked like she’d stepped out of legend, barely missing the Fire Wheels beneath feet.
“A dignified envoy of the Celestial Palace attacking a kid? Have you no shame?” demanded, staring down without a hint of fear.
“Who are you?” The patrol officer asked, his brows furrowed as fixed his gaze intently on the girl in white before him.
She ignored and turned to the injured Jared instead. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine.” Jared nodded. “Thank you, miss, for saving me!”
“I should be thanking you,” the girl replied with a faint smile. “You’ve saved so many lives across the Caxton Continent.”
Jared blinked in surprise. “Miss, are you from the Caxton Continent?”
But shook head in response. Their conversation clearly irritated the envoy. He snapped, “You’ve got a death wish!”
The words barely left his mouth before swept his hand outward. A terrifying wave of force burst forth, seeming to compress the entire dimension around them.
Both Jared and the girl felt their bodies lock up under the pressure.
“Hmph, overestimating yourself…” The girl scoffed, then snapped wrist. Her long spear thrust forward.
Boom!
Her strike pierced through the crushing pressure, but the force didn’t fully dissipate. She was pushed back repeatedly.
Seeing this, Jared gripped the Dragonslayer Sword tightly.
A resonant dragon’s cry erupted as slashed with all his strength. The strike shattered the oppressive force completely.
Just as Jared caught his breath, the envoy was suddenly in front of him. There was no time to swing his sword, could only gather all his strength and throw a punch!
“Sacred Light Fist!”
Boom!
As Jared’s punch landed, suddenly felt himself yanked backward.
The girl had grabbed him.
“Don’t fight him. You’re not a match!” warned.
Right after speaking, lunged forward with spear again. Its tip shimmered with flashes of purple light.
The envoy’s expression changed. He swung his left arm forward in response.
“The Murray Spear?” blurted out as struck.
“You’ve got good eyes,” the girl said, retreating swiftly while flicking spear.
Spear shadows filled the air, surrounding the envoy.
