The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5455

Jared knew the raw truth. He could not win.

Survival meant only one thing, and that was to flee.

"Blazing Stride!" he barked, summoning every shred of the newborn power.

Golden fire flared beneath his feet, exploding outward in a radiant ring as his spiritual energy burst forth.

His body blurred into a streak of molten light and shot toward the palace gates.

Soul Devourer staggered at the sudden burst of speed. By the time comprehension struck, Jared had already crossed the threshold.

"You won't escape!" Soul Devourer roared.

Black mist coiled around him as he streaked after the fleeing Jared.

Down the avenues of Celestia City they flashed—one a comet of gold, the other a jagged shadow—painting the night with a terrible, hypnotic beauty.

Jared poured everything into Blazing Stride, each heartbeat pushing his battered frame closer to its absolute limit.

Jared sprinted through the moon-lit thoroughfare, boots slapping stone, heart hammering like a war drum. Behind him, Soul Devourer tore through the night, every stride shrinking the gap until Jared could almost taste the creature's cold breath on his neck.

"Run all you like, brat—there's no escape!"

Soul Devourer's laugh slithered after the words, and twin fists gathered a vortex of black-purple energy, ready to blast through bone and soul alike.

Jared glanced over his shoulder. The horror closing in felt less like an enemy and more like a tidal wave, inevitable and merciless. Panic prickled across his skin.

He knew the ugly truth. Under such circumstances, it was only a matter of time before Soul Devourer caught up to him.

"Brat, looks like my time's up..." Vermilion Demon Lord's voice quivered inside Jared's mind, ragged and faint. "This is the last favor I can grant you..."

A spark blazed in Jared's sea of consciousness. That dying fragment of Vermillion Demon Lord's soul erupted, flooding his veins with raw, furious power that burst outward in a golden shockwave.

"What?"

Soul Devourer's eyes widened. Jared's silhouette blurred, then shot forward so fast the air cracked. For one impossible heartbeat, he outpaced the predator itself.

In Vermilion Demon Lord's final breath, every remaining drop of strength had poured into Jared, spiking the latter's speed beyond mortal reckoning.

Jared became a streak of liquid gold, vanishing beyond the distant archway before street dust had time to settle.

Left staring at the empty road, Soul Devourer's face twisted in raw frustration. "Curse it all—he slipped away again!"

His call echoed inside. Please don't be gone. I can't face that monster alone. Worry coiled tight around his heart, colder than the night wind that whipped across the barren plain.

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