The Man's Decree novel Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Let Go Of Her

As soon as Jared spoke, he let loose a terrifying aura that unnerved the members of Mapleton in the vicinity and forced them to scurry further backward.

“Jared seems to have gained a substantial increase in power,” remarked Weston in awe and terror.

We’d fought Jared back in Jadeborough once before. I don’t recall him being this powerful!

Poison King doubled the intensity of his own aura before letting it loose at Jared’s. The shockwave caused by the collision of both auras uprooted trees in a radius around them like a violent hurricane.

“The beetle’s exoskeletons have been enhanced to be tougher than steel, Jared,” Lyanna cried out. “And their wings are literally razor blades. Be careful!”

Jared soon found out that the beetles did not only form armor. When they flapped their wings, they turned Poison King into some sort of a grotesque and deadly porcupine. Covered in a hide of razor blades from every conceivable direction, any adversary who got too close would find themselves shredded to pieces.

“I’ll deal with you after killing Jared, traitor!” Poison King glared at Lyanna before swinging a fist at Jared’s face.

The momentum of his arm which was already formidable on its own was enhanced to superhuman proportions by the frantic flapping of millions of beetles as they worked together to propel a meteoric fist toward Jared’s cheek.

Almost blinded by the metallic wings glinting malevolently under the moonlight, Jared threw a punch wildly to parry Poison King’s incoming one. Although the gust of supersonic wind caused by the velocity of his fist reduced many beetles to dust, a portion of them managed to pass through his defenses and cut his skin.

As he had given his shirt to Lyanna, Jared’s sunburnt, copper skin was defenseless against the sharp wings of the beetles. The brief contact with the beetles had left his body covered in tiny cuts. Although microscopic, every inch of his exposed skin was similarly ravaged.

Poison King was elated at the sight of Jared’s blood. “Hah! It seems that I’ve overestimated the toughness of your body.”

Keen to press his advantage, Poison King leaped up with his arms raised to deliver another attack. The formidable gust of wind conjured by his momentum sank the battlefield by several inches. The members of Mapleton scurried further back still.

As if swept up by the gust, the beetles on Poison King’s body suddenly left him as they made a beeline for Jared.

Boom!

Lost underneath the cacophony of murderous buzzing, the spot where Jared stood seconds ago caved as it collapsed under the collective weight of the metallic swarm.