The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5091

Meanwhile, Jared was still engaged in a fight with Godric.

Jemina stood at a distance, her face as white as a sheet.

She could sense that the entire Glass City might just crumble into dust if the fight continued.

Just then, an old yet authoritative voice sounded from afar. “That's enough! Both of you, stop!”

A streak of purple-golden light tore through the sky, landing instantly in the center of the energy vortex.

It was an elderly man dressed in a robe adorned with dark purple dragon patterns. His expression was austere, and his eyes were deep. An intimidating pressure emanated from him, so powerful that it seemed to be able to make everyone in the realm bow in submission. That man was none other than Dincelius, the overlord of Bloodbane Palace.

Extending his arm, he brought his right index and middle fingers together. With a light tap, the destructive energy vortex, powerful enough to destroy the realm, melted away like snow. At the same time, the Golden Dragon and the illusory shadow of Bloodbane God vanished into thin air simultaneously.

When Godric saw Dincelius, a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Regardless, he begrudgingly sheathed his sword and knelt on one knee. “Greetings, Bloodbane Lord!” he greeted.

Dincelius' attention was on Jared instead of him. Looking at Jared with an unfathomable gaze, he said, “Mr. Chance, although my son, Eustace, deserved to die, Godric is a pillar of Bloodbane Palace. You seem to have taken things too far, injuring him so severely.”

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority that seemed to freeze the very air around them.

Jared gave a light smile as he wiped the blood off his sword. “Bloodbane Lord, you jest, surely. He was the one who blocked my way to seek revenge for your son, and I was merely defending myself. If the roles were reversed and I had died under his sword today, would you still say the same thing?”

Dincelius furrowed his brows, continuously enveloping Jared with pressure.

Yet, Jared stood still, quietly enduring the imposing pressure without a change in his expression.

A moment later, Dincelius retracted the pressure and smiled. “Mr. Chance, this is all our fault. Why don't you let this slide for my sake? I'll make sure to crack down on Godric when we return to Bloodbane Palace.”

Jared was a little taken aback. He hadn't expected Dincelius to be so reasonable and easy to talk to.

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