A Man Like None Other

Jared noticed Bernard’s concern and quickly reassured him, “Please, don’t misunderstand. I’m only stepping away for a short while. I’ve left Prince Cedric with a communication device -should anything happen to Allardland, I’ll return immediately.”

A sense of relief washed over Bernard, and he nodded in response.

However, Bernard couldn’t help but feel a pang of irony. Allardland, once nearly the greatest power in the Ethereal Realm, now found itself depending on the protection of Jared, a mere Seventh Level Tribulator.

It was a stark contrast, yet the reality remained undeniable-Jared’s power, bolstered by the forces behind him, was unparalleled.

Jared made his departure, accompanied by Cloud.

The two of them boarded the airship, setting course for the Divine Smithing Sect at Greenoxen Peak. Jared had one clear objective: to fully restore the Dragonslayer Sword and free Zelda from its confines. Once the sword was whole again and Zelda could separate from its blade, Jared’s power would see a tremendous boost. At that point, he would no longer be fighting alone-Zelda would become a powerful trump card in his arsenal.

Seated within the airship, Jared was deeply engrossed in his cultivation. He knew the journey to the Divine Smithing Sect would take several days, and he intended to use that time to strengthen himself further.

Alliance, Talcott sat slumped in the main seat, disheveled and drained. Surrounding him

stood among them. The demonic cultivators of the alliance had suffered devastating losses- nearly everyone was injured. Only Gatlin, Ruth, and Seth had returned

focus on such matters, simply couldn’t

we didn’t manage to take down Allardland this time, we’ve certainly dealt them a significant blow,” Talcott declared, his voice steady but edged

hand, signaling the dismissal

filed out, Talcott made his way toward a hidden chamber behind the main hall. Inside the secret

the others and fleeing, Talcott dared not show even the slightest hint of dissatisfaction. Instead,

you to the Celestial Palace. Have you thought about what you’re going to say?” Decanus asked, his tone casual but carrying a

his voice respectful. “Although we didn’t manage to take down Allardland this time,

follow as he stepped forward, leading

opened his eyes again, he was met with an awe-inspiring sight. Before him stood a grand, black palace, towering in the midst