A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5885

The gold light was pure and holy, which seemed able to scour every inch of darkness from creation.

Within it coiled the translucent shape of a Golden Dragon, head lifted, eyes vast as sun and moon, surveying every soul below.

The dragon's power was a hundred times greater than the Flame Dragon's.

It came from the suppression of a king toward the peasants.

Mid-dive, the Flame Dragon froze as though lightning pinned its wings. Terror—and something close to reverence—widened its eyes.

The Flame Dragon let out a pleading roar and started trembling.

A strict hierarchy existed among the Draconians. The Golden Dragon was the leader of the dragons.

The Flame Dragon did not dare to fight back.

Even though it was at Top Level Heavenly Immortal Realm Level Nine, its bloodline was only at the Middle Tier. Facing the Golden Dragon Bloodline, the Flame Dragon was terrified.

Jared seized the opening. He strode forward, and the Golden Dragon flowed with him, each step amplifying the dragon's power.

He pointed at the Flame Dragon and uttered the ancient Draconian, "Back off!"

The words were as if an imperial edict had been issued, carrying the power that brooked no doubt or defiance.

A guttural, wounded cry tore from the Flame Dragon's throat. Its vast body recoiled, scale by scale, until it slipped back into the Lava Lake.

The dragon's eyes fixed on Jared, filled with confusion and reverence. In the end, it vanished into the lava.

The peril was over.

Jared withdrew the bloodline power. The Golden Dragon faded. Color drained from his face, and his knees threatened to fold. Unleashing the Golden Dragon Bloodline had drained nearly a third of his life force and celestial energy.

"Jared!" Lindsay hurried to steady him, her crimson eyes wide with worry. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," he panted. "I have only suppressed the Flame Dragon. It could return soon. Bring along Elder Flameheart and leave!"

Lindsay dashed to Ferdinand's side. Though unconscious and grievously wounded, he still breathed.

She slid a crimson pill past his lips, then looked toward the basin's rim where Elliot stood frozen. "Elliot, help me!"

As if waking from a dream, Elliot hurried over, supporting Ferdinand with Lindsay while casting Jared a look filled with awe, jealousy, fear, and murderous rage.

He realized Jared had the Golden Dragon Bloodline.

No wonder he was so powerful. No wonder Lindsay favored him.

I need to get rid of him. If not, my status in the Earthfire Pavilion will drop and Her Highness will fall for him.

Yet Elliot's face wore only gratitude. "Mr. Chance, you saved us. Earthfire Pavilion will remember this."

Jared met his gaze and replied, "Let's escape first. Thanks can wait."

They supported the unconscious Ferdinand and left the Flame Spirit Basin quickly.

Along the way, Lindsay clutched Jared's arm, eyes shining with unshed tears. "Thank you, Jared. Without you, I would have…"

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