A Man Like None Other

You’re too naive, Jared! Meanwhile, Gael and the others couldn’t help but grow concerned as they saw what had happened.

Gael himself was once tormented by a demonic soul to the point of helplessness. He was driven to madness all day, only regaining some clarity during the depths of the night.

Yet now, Jared’s consciousness field had just been invaded by several demons at once. Could he possibly ever return to his usual self?

A sense of relief washed over Harlan as he saw Jared supposedly being controlled.

“Don’t dilly-dally now, Berthold” he urged. “Chop his head off and claim your reward from the Demon Seal Alliance.”

Berthold nodded while gripping the black longsword. As he neared Jared, he swiftly swung his sword at him.

However, just as the sword was about to strike Jared in the neck, the latter suddenly vanished into thin air!

Startled, Berthold suddenly felt a surge of danger emanating from behind him.

Upon turning around, he saw Jared’s large hand swinging right toward him!

Slap!

Before Berthold could dodge, he was sent flying directly, his face distorted from the impact.

Despite having managed to pull himself up with

You weren’t controlled by the demonic

stared at

think you’d be able to control me with such weak demons? You must have forgotten my warning from before-there’s a much more powerful force residing within my mind,” Jared responded,

had once mentioned this. In fact, it was precisely Jared’s being under the control of that demonic soul that had put Maurice and the others at

so many of his demonic souls

look off your face, Jared. I swear I’ll

unleashed a dark aura

lurked within the black mist. Soon after, pythons with glowing

dark in color that they blended seamlessly into the black mist. If it wasn’t for their

yards long and had a head larger than the Violet

raised his Dragonslayer Sword, letting its

sword’s radiance pierced through the black mist, and this was immediately followed by a chorus of agonized screams.

massive python opened its gaping maw, swallowing the bursts of sword

that the python seemed unafraid of his sword’s light. Consequently, he sheathed his weapon and

himself shone

shrouded in thick, dark clouds, with streaks