A Man Like None Other novel Chapter 1833

Upon hearing that, Anne nodded and quickly towed Ross to hide behind Jared.

A glow surrounded Jared and pushed the black smoke away from him.

“Will that kill them all?” came Harold's voice as he asked the sorcerer.

“Don't worry, Prince Harold. This is a poisonous fog. Those who breathe it in will certainly die,” the sorcerer confidently replied.

Dozens of minutes later, the black smoke dissipated, and the people regained a clear sight of the room.

Soon, Harold and the sorcerer saw that Jared and the other two were completely unscathed at the side of the room.

That stupefied both Harold and the sorcerer.

“W-What's going on? Didn't you swear that they'll die?” Harold asked, baffled by the situation.

The sorcerer was equally confused, however. “This is impossible. They'll surely die after breathing in my poisonous fog, so how can they still be standing here?”

“Your witchcraft is useless! Only idiots like him would believe in a lousy sorcerer like you,” Jared commented contemptuously.

“How dare you say that to me? I'll let you know how powerful I am!”

With that, the sorcerer's clothes began billowing despite how there was no wind in the room.

Seconds later, a gust of wind manifested, and masses of black smoke began forming into ghosts that rushed toward Jared and the other two.

Both Anne and Ross were terrified out of their wits.

However, Jared only sneered. In the next second, he parted his lips to suck the black masses into his body.

Even though the sorcerer was not powerful and did not have much negative energy, it was still something, so Jared was not going to let his power go to waste.

The sorcerer was disconcerted by how Jared had absorbed the black masses of smoke, and soon, his face turned pale as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.