The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5576

He did not know how Jared had survived the void passage, yet he was certain a one-handed swat would be more than enough to crush a mere Earthly Immortal.

Jared smiled faintly. His palm opened—and sword intent shimmered into being, born from nothing but the conviction in his blood. In the same heartbeat, his body vanished.

To face Enaricus, he did not even use the Dragonslayer Sword, forging instead a weapon from raw sword intent alone.

The sight wiped the smirk from Enaricus' face. Brows furrowed, he felt a ripple of unease slip beneath his armor of pride.

Summoning a blade that swiftly, from sheer will, was something no ordinary Earthly Immortal could fathom, much less achieve.

Enaricus stamped forward. His right hand rose and plunged, unleashing a crushing tide of power that billowed outward from his palm.

A streak of blinding sword light screamed toward Enaricus, splitting the air with needle-fine precision.

Yet the moment the sword light met the lord's aura, it shuddered, trapped beneath the brute weight of his domineering aura.

Jared flicked his wrist. The intent-blade flared, erupting with a terrifying edge that shredded the pressure holding it at bay.

The impact thundered. Enaricus staggered back, boots gouging deep channels in the stone as he skidded nearly a hundred paces before finding balance.

A collective gasp rippled through every throat present, the sound cresting like a sudden wave against a silent shore.

The moment Jared's blade flare forced Enaricus to stumble back, a collective gasp swallowed the plaza. Even Onneas, whose gaze rarely betrayed emotion, stared at Jared with something close to awe—no, outright fright—as if lightning had cracked open the ground between them.

Percival's cheeks burned crimson. Only seconds ago, he had mocked Jared as a provincial upstart. Now that very arrogance returned like an open-palmed slap, echoing across his face.

He knew with brutal certainty he could never, not in a single move, force Enaricus into retreat. The realization left the prince feeling small, exposed, and suddenly very mortal.

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