The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6115

Right then—

"Roar…"

A new dragon's roar split the air, louder than any that had come before.

A shaft of gold burst from the sky.

The brilliance stabbed so fiercely that no one could keep their eyes open.

Morven's descending strike slammed into the gold light and stalled there.

His pupils tightened; he whipped his head toward the newcomer.

A young man hovered in a gold robe, strikingly handsome, draconic energy rolling off him in waves.

Morven's face drained. "H-Hadrian? What are you doing here?!"

The young man offered a mild smile. "Morven, long time no see."

He turned toward Jared and dipped his head. "Hadrian of the Sky Dragon Lineage pays respects to Your Majesty, the Dragon Emperor."

He froze mid-step, breath hanging in his throat.

A single thought skittered across his mind—another Draconian had appeared.

The newcomer carried no trace of demonic aura; every ripple coming off him was the clean, regal power of the Sky Dragon Clan.

Hadrian faced Morven and spoke in a calm, knife-edge voice, "Morven, you turned your back on the Draconians and threw yourself at the demons. Today you meet your end."

Morven's face darkened. "Hadrian, you're only High Immortal Realm Level Nine. I can kill you myself, and I still have Quentin and Silas beside me!"

Hadrian let out a light laugh.

"You sure about that?"

Behind him, more than a dozen silhouettes emerged without warning.

Every one of those figures released a dense wave of draconic energy.

Color drained from Morven's face; the change left no room for disguise.

"You… you dragged the Draconian army here?!"

Hadrian gave a small nod. "Correct. Now that the Dragon Sovereign Bloodline has surfaced, the Sky Dragon Lineage naturally comes to welcome it."

He turned and bowed once more to Jared. "Your Majesty, forgive us for arriving late."

Watching the scene unfold, Jared felt a swirl he could not name tightening inside his chest.

The Draconians had really come.

And they had arrived in force.

Morven's complexion went ashen; he understood he was finished today.

Yet refusal to accept that outcome still burned inside him.

He locked his gaze on Jared, words hissing through his teeth: "Jared, don't look so pleased. Even if you survive today, the Demon Dragon Lineage will hunt you down. The Dragon Sovereign Bloodline will be ours."

"On top of that, the Celestial Palace and The Janis Family won't spare you either. Counting on that withering Sky Dragon Lineage to protect you? Keep dreaming."

With that, he whirled away. Quentin and Silas followed, three streaks of dark-red light shooting toward the horizon.

Hadrian started to pursue, but Jared reached out and blocked his path.

"Let them go."

Hadrian blinked. "Your Majesty?"

Jared shook his head. "Now isn't the moment to chase them. I still have business to handle."

His gaze shifted to Vivian; she stood rooted to the spot, clearly still reeling from everything that had happened.

"Miss Janis, are you hurt?"

Vivian shook her head, eyes fixed on him, the look inside them tangled and hard to read.

"You… are you truly the Dragon Emperor?"

Jared chuckled. "Hardly. I'm just the unlucky fellow your Janis Family keeps trying to kill."

Vivian broke into laughter, and before the sound faded, tears had already slipped down her cheeks.

Hadrian stepped forward and spoke with reverence. "Your Majesty, please return with us to Sky Dragon Valley. Chief Roland Deragon awaits you."

Jared considered a heartbeat, then nodded. "All right."

He turned to Vivian. "Miss Janis, what about you?"

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