A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5118

“Interesting. You actually roused that old relic’s soul remnant.”

Radmus licked his lips while the blood corpse’s energy raged through his veins. “But a soul remnant is still a soul remnant—does it truly dare come forth just to die again?”

The Ancestor offered no reply; he simply raised one titan-sized skeletal palm and brought it crashing down toward Radmus.

Even before the wind from the attack arrived, the ground beneath split into a bottomless chasm, and compressed air exploded outward in visible shockwaves that pulverized every shattered wall and broken pillar nearby into dust.

Radmus neither dodged nor retreated. Forming seals with both hands, he conjured a gigantic blood-red coffin before him—the very coffin that had earlier imprisoned the blood corpse.

The coffin lid flew open, disgorging an odor so foul it made souls shudder. A multitude of blood-colored tendrils shot out from within, coiling around Radmus and knitting themselves into a formidable crimson shield.

Boom!

The skeletal palm slammed onto the blood-red shield; the entire Bloodbane Palace ruins heaved, storm clouds churned overhead, and lightning forked across the sky.

Web-like cracks spidered across the crimson barrier, yet it ultimately withstood the strike.

Radmus grunted, a ribbon of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but excitement danced in his eyes. “Not bad at all. Is that truly everything you’ve got?”

He thrust both arms into the coffin. A shrill, desolate screech erupted from within as he wrenched forth an even vaster tide of blood corpse energy, compressing it into a scarlet beam that he blasted toward the Ancestor.

Where the beam passed, space itself splintered like glass. Struck squarely, the Ancestor’s bony torso cracked apart with a chorus of snaps; the golden flames in his eye sockets flickered violently, almost guttering out.

“No! Ancestor!”

Dincelius’ eyes nearly burst from their sockets; he could feel the Ancestor’s soul remnant bleeding away at terrifying speed.

With a sorrowful roar, the Ancestor detonated his skeletal frame, scattering countless bone blades in every direction in a final bid to drag Radmus down with him.

Radmus merely flicked his wrist; blood-red tendrils shredded every bone blade before they could raise so much as a ripple.

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