CHAPTER 2071 A FOOL


    Sherman fled to Morgan''s room, for thetter was the only one who could save him.


    As he watched the members of Crafting n charge at him, Jared had no intention of showing any


    mercy.


    Given that Sherman had allied with Skr to go against him, everyone at Crafting n was naturally


    his enemy, and mercy was something his enemies didn''t deserve.


    A single wave of Jared''s hand ignited a golden sh that sted a Greater Martial Arts Marquis back.


    The rest of the attackers kept their distance while activating their magical items which emitted a


    blistering glow and struck Jared with waves of magical attacks.


    As Crafting n was famous for crafting magical items, the weapons held by their members were


    naturally a cut above the rest.


    Nheless, despite the sheer volume of the attacks, Jared was unfazed by them.


    The effects of the magical items were futile in the face of overwhelming power.


    In his counterattack, Jared pushed both of his palms forward, unleashing an aura that engulfed the


    building.


    Every palm strike could kill a member of Crafting n, and Jared fired them out indiscriminately.


    Soon, the magical items were shattered into pieces by the vibration of Jared''s aura. Their wielders


    were vomiting blood from the grievous injuries suffered. Some had their chests crushed, while others


    had all their bones fractured. It was clear that not a single one of them was going to survive.


    Within a few short minutes, more than ten attackers had turned into corpses thaty on the ground.


    The sight filled Skr, who was watching nearby, withplicated emotions.


    Without sparing the dead members of Crafting n a nce, Jared continued his pursuit of Sherman.


    Shortly after, he caught up with thetter by tracking the aura he emitted.


    Sherman was dumbfounded the moment he realized Jared wasing from behind.


    How can he catch up so quickly with more than ten members of Crafting n standing in his way?


    “Help me, Mr. Yandle! Help me!” Sherman screamed.


    Morgan quickly emerged from his room and asked the panicking Sherman, “What''s wrong, Mr.


    Sherman?”


    “Mr. Yandle, Jared is trying to kill me. You have to save me, please...”


    The terrified Sherman hid behind Morgan, who turned to face Jared with a frown.


    “Why have you trespassed on Crafting n and beat up our men?”


    When Jared threw Morgan a nce, he noticed that thetter was a beginner-phase Greater Martial


    Arts Marquis, weaker than some of the Crafting n members earlier.


    He couldn''t figure out why Sherman had sought his help. Evidently, Morgan was no match for him at all.


    “I just came here to borrow the Divine Scroll and didn''t expect Sherman to work with others to set me


    up. Unfortunately for him, I''m a vengeful person,” Jared asserted in a frosty tone.


    “Borrow the Divine Scroll?” Morgan burst intoughter upon hearing Jared''s reply. “Do you think


    anyone can just walk in here and borrow it? Why don''t you look at yourself in the mirror first?”


    Morgan''s face darkened, and his body trembled abruptly. Out of his sleeves flew multiple reels of long


    metal chains with serrated tips, making them look like pythons baring their fangs.


    Jared quickly understood that though Morgan wasn''t powerful, he was an expert in magical items.


    “Since you refuse to lend it to me, I have no choice but to take it by force.”


    With that, Jared disappeared in a sh as he lunged at Sherman.


    As long as he could capture Sherman, Jared was confident that Crafting n would hand over the


    Divine Scroll.


    In response, Morgan shot out his chains, forming a huge to capture Jared.


    “Hmph, what a fool,” Jared sneered when faced with the python-like chains.


    There was no way magical items could make up for the huge gap in power between the two of them.


    With both his glowing hands, Jared grabbed the chains and began to pull them apart.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.