Bang!
The beast formed from the ck mist collided with the golden dragon in a sh, causing a terrifying
aura to ripple through the void.
The terrifying aura had the expressions of Trystan and others in the distance turn grim.
During the collision, the golden dragon only managed to hold out for a few breaths before it shattered
with a thunderous bang.
In the end, Jared’s strength was no match for Pablo. After all, thetter was already an Eighth Level
Tribtor, making him an elite at that cultivation level. Jared was somewhat inferior.
After shattering the golden dragon, the beast made of ck mist merely paused for a moment, with its
aura diminished slightly. Immediately after, it continued charging at Jared ruthlessly.
Upon witnessing that, Trystan, Faiyar, and the others all gasped, breaking into a cold sweat on Jared’s
behalf.
They hadn’t expected Jared’s golden dragon to be so weak in front of Pablo.
Even Norman was slightly taken aback that Jared, a Second Level Tribtor cultivator, dared to fight
an Eighth Level Tribtor cultivator.
Moreover, although the golden dragon Jared had just unleashed shattered with a single. blow, it was
already impressive for being able to hold out for a moment.
In his eyes, Jared’s capabilities were far beyond those of a Second Level Tribtor.
Jared’s brows furrowed slightly. Then, his figure swiftly blurred. Transforming into an afterimage, he
retreated instantly, leaving the spot where he stood.
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Beneath his feet, two balls of fire gradually ignited. Jared employed zing Stride to barely dodge a
strike from Pablo.
Boom!
In an instant, arge pit appeared on the ground, dust and smoke billowing. Having missed its target,
the beast formed from the ck mist red menacingly at Jared.
Pablo also looked at Jared’s figure indifferently, a smirk ying at the corners of his mouth. Even if he
had advanced to be a Second Level Tribtor, he’s still no match for me!
At that moment, he eyed Jared like a cat looking at a mouse. Even though he dodged this blow, his end
is still death. That is something that will never change!
With that strike, Pablo crushed Jared, leaving him in an utterly wretched state.
Upon seeing that Jared had dodged the attack, Trystan and the others couldn’t help but breathe a sigh
of relief.
Norman eximed in surprise, “How nimble! A Second Level Tribtor cultivator actually managed to
dodge a strike from an Eighth Level Tribtor cultivator. No wonder Demon Seal Alliance issued
Decree of Execution with a hundred-year supply of resources! The speed at which he just dodged was
so fast that even I couldn’t make it out.”
He couldn’t help butpliment Jared. Although thetter was rendered wretched by that strike, the
gap in strength between him and Pablo was evident, so the fact that he could dodge was already
impressive.
Pablo threw Norman a cold nce. Although he was annoyed that Norman praised Jared, he dared not
make any more enemies at that moment. His priority was to deal with Jared first.
“Do you think you can escape the fate of death by dodging left and right? Your fate won’t change!”
Pablo sneered.
Then, he brought his palms together. Immediately after, his gaze turned sinister, and he began to
mutter incantations under his breath.
Roar!
The beast let out a furious roar and immediately spewed a jet of ck mist from its massive mouth.
Like a sharp sword, the poisonous mist headed straight for Jared.
Its speed was unbelievably fast, akin to a shooting star. Wherever the ck mist passed, the ground
instantly gave off waves of an unpleasant odor.
Jared’s expression was grave. He circted zing Stride to its limit and retreated continuously.
However, the ck mist was too fast, leaving him with no ce to hide.
His eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t dare take out Divine Bow at the moment. After all, he didn’t know
much about Demonia Sect or Norman. Although Demonia Sect remained staunch in the face of the
temptation of the century-long supply of resources by Demon Seal Alliance out of respect for Trystan,
he’ wasn’t sure if that would remain true when they saw Divine Bow.