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A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6676

"Everyone enters through the gate in order."

Jared's voice spread across the square. "Do not shove. Do not panic. Go one by one."

Garrick stood at the front of the crowd and raised his voice. "You heard Mr. Chance. Enter the light gate now."

The disciples of Inferno Devil Ridge were still confused, but Garrick had already made the decision. After a brief hesitation, the first group stepped toward the gray light.

The gate swallowed them.

Light flashed.

Their figures vanished from the square and reappeared on the ice field outside the Emperorfall Expanse.

More disciples followed.

One group.

Then another.

Wave after wave of people disappeared into the gate.

Master Veridian watched beside Jared, his eyes full of amazement.

"Mr. Chance, this tower of yours is no ordinary treasure. I have lived this long, and I have never seen an artifact that can move thousands of people through space like this."

"The Demon-Quelling Tower has strong space-time force, but every transfer consumes chaotic force."

Jared's voice had already grown heavier with fatigue. "I can still hold for now, but not forever. When we go to Shadowfell City for Caiden and his people, I may need you to pour spiritual power into the tower."

Master Veridian slapped his chest.

"That is easy. I may not have much else, but spiritual power? I have plenty."

When the last people from Inferno Devil Ridge stepped into the light gate, Jared put the tower away and looked toward the hunters gathering outside the mountain.

Those hunters had seen the protective array vanish.

They had also seen the enormous light gate open in the square.

For a short moment, they only stared at one another, unsure what had happened.

Then someone shouted.

"They are escaping!"

"Stop them!"

"Do not let those demon bastards run!"

The hunters surged forward like mad.

But Jared had already activated the Demon-Quelling Tower again.

Gwendolyn, Master Veridian, and the young acolyte stood close to him. Gray light rose around them and swallowed their figures.

By the time the hunters rushed into the square, there was nothing left.

Only an empty plaza.

Only cold wind.

The hunters stood there, stunned and furious.

...

Shadowfell City was in even worse condition.

More than a hundred hunters had surrounded the walls. Some cursed from below. Some kept attacking the barrier. Some were setting up siege artifacts, preparing to break through in one blow.

The city walls were covered with cracks and scorch marks.

On top of the wall, Caiden Morgrave stood with a pale face. Bloodstained bandages were wrapped around his chest.

The demonic cultivators around him looked exhausted. Many were injured. Despair hung over the city like a dark cloud.

"City Lord!" someone shouted. "The western array is broken. The hunters are gathering there. They are about to force their way in."

Caiden clenched his jaw.

"Everyone who can still fight goes to the western wall. We hold that breach no matter what."

"Yes!"

Before the messenger could leave, gray light suddenly fell from the sky.

It struck the top of the wall with a heavy boom.

When the light dispersed, Jared, Gwendolyn, Master Veridian, and the young acolyte appeared.

Caiden froze.

Then surprise and relief rushed into his eyes.

"Mr. Chance? Why are you back?"

Jared looked at Caiden's wounds, then at the hunters massed below the city.

Cold light flashed in his violet eyes.

"I came to get you out. Lord Morgrave, gather everyone in the city who can still move. I will take you away."

"Take us where?"

"To the entrance of the Emperorfall Expanse," Jared said. "The hunters will not dare chase you in there."

Caiden's expression shifted.

A thousand questions flashed through his eyes.

But he did not waste time asking them.

"All right. I trust you."

He turned toward the city and shouted, "Everyone withdraw to the central square. Now."

The demonic cultivators did not understand what was happening, but Caiden's order was absolute. They moved at once.

Different factions.

Different ages.

Different levels of cultivation.

But almost every face carried the same stunned relief of someone who had survived a disaster by a single breath.

Some fell to their knees on the ice.

Some cried in each other's arms.

Some stared at the massive void rift overhead, frightened by it yet grateful to be alive.

Garrick stood before the crowd, looking at the sea of demonic cultivators.

His old eyes were complicated.

He had lived tens of thousands of years, but he had never seen so many demonic cultivators gathered together.

And certainly never like this.

Caiden stood beside him with fresh bandages around his chest. His face was still pale, but his spirit had recovered a little.

He looked at Jared with deep gratitude.

"Mr. Chance, without you, the demonic cultivators of the Southern Wasteland might have been wiped out."

Jared shook his head.

"I was the one who dragged you into this. If I had not killed Corvin Skyreach, the Celestial High Temple would not have sent an elder down. There would be no bounty order. This disaster started with me."

Caiden was silent for a moment.

Then he said, "Corvin tried to kill you first. You had every right to kill him. The celestials are not retaliating because of you alone. They have never truly tolerated us. Even without this, they would have found another reason sooner or later."

He sighed.

"It only came sooner than we expected."

Jared looked over the crowded ice field.

"The Emperorfall Expanse can shelter everyone for now, but this is not a place to build a life. You cannot stay here forever. I will find a way. After I deal with the bounty order, I will help you find a place where you can rebuild."

Garrick stepped forward.

"Mr. Chance, you have already done enough. We can figure out our own path after this. You still need to find your wife."

Jared nodded.

"Once everyone is settled, I will enter the Emperorfall Expanse."

He looked up at the enormous rift.

A firm light shone in his violet eyes.

Josephine, wait for me. Just a little longer. Once I get everyone settled, I'll come find you.

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