The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 891

At that moment, that ostentatious demeanor was no longer apparent on Colin's face. In its place, was a vicissitude and emaciation that made him seem older by about a dozen years.

That drastic transformation in Colin barely over a month past stunned Jared.

“Jared, Jared...”

When Colin saw Jared, he threw himself at the latter and shockingly broke down into a sniveling mess.

“Do calm yourself, Colin. What exactly happened here?” asked Jared with a frown.

“Jared, my dad, my dad...”

Colin choked up while he fingered in the direction of the hall within the estate.

Without waiting for Colin to finish, Jared broke away and made his way straight inside.

Adorned with white fabrics throughout its interiors, everyone found inside the hall was dressed fully in black. Many of whom were gripped in a tearful state of grief.

Turning his attention to the middle, Jared saw that there was someone lying there, covered by a yellow cloth.

In response, he hastened forward and lifted that cloth with a single tug.

“Who the heck are you?”

Seeing someone not only barge in but also tamper with the cloth covering Leviathan's mort incensed the mourning disciples of the estate and made them want to move against Jared.

“Stop. All of you...” At this time, Colin, who had also followed in, howled at the people inside.

Only then did the disciples stand down and stare blankly at Jared.

Jared scrutinized Leviathan who was ashen-faced and completely still. He saw that there was also a stain of blood running off the corners of the latter's lips.

Steadily laying a hand upon Leviathan's wrist, a burst of spiritual energy was channeled into the former. At the same time, Jared projected his own spiritual sense throughout the entirety of Leviathan's body.

The intention on Jared's part was to adopt a dual-prong approach to see if there might be any hope of saving Leviathan.