A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

“Mr. Cunningham!”

As Gael called out, Rohan instantly understood the implication. With a swift gesture of his hands, a massive arcane array gradually formed, enclosing Jared and Berthold within it.

At the same time, both Gael and Harlan acted simultaneously. A light curtain shot up into the sky, creating a barrier that isolated everyone else on the outside.

Even though their political views differed, none of them wished for the downfall of the Violet Flame Sect.

By isolating the rest like this, they could prevent the fight’s repercussions from harming the numerous disciples of the sect.

“Jared, I have no idea how you can have such guts to make audacious claims like these, but rest assured, I’ll show you just how powerful I can be!”

After Berthold finished speaking, an aura of darkness began to emerge from him. In an instant, the dark aura transformed into a longsword, which he then held in his hand.

At the same time, his face began to contort, a faintly discernible ghost mask surfacing over his features.

With this, there was no need for further words.

Even a fool could tell who was colluding with the Ghost Mask Sect.

The accusations Harlan had thrown at the elders were now falling apart on their own.

“Harlan, your son is actually a member of the Ghost Mark Sect, and yet you dare slander others! You really have no shame.”

face flushed with rage as

latter remained silent, his expression grave as

being overpowered, he wouldn’t hesitate to toss the Divine Flame

the same bloodline with Harlan, there was absolutely no issue with the former using the

ghost. Just the thought

smirk, Jared casually drew

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a furious roar, Berthold released a surge of dark energy, causing their entire surroundings to be shrouded in thick,

into a giant black beast. Wielding his longsword, he charged toward

figure that stood several tens of feet tall, appeared

the entire group of black mist consisted

In an instant, it tore through the void,

launched his attack, an icy gaze flickered in

held an air of superiority over his enemies, yet he was strategic in his approach towards them. He

as an

“Sword technique: Nine Shadows.”

a swift swing of the Dragonslayer

Whoosh!

light flashed on either side of Jared, and identical replicas of himself appeared

total of six Jareds, each wielding the

all bore the

simultaneously pointed at the giant