Chapter 1122 Ace Up His Sleeve
Now that there were only the two of them, he had plenty of ways to kill Jared.
In the midst of Warren’s unrestrained laughter, the murderous glint in Jared’s eyes sparkled even more intensely.
“Soon, you won’t be laughing anymore.”
Golden rays flashed out of Jared as he called upon his Golem Body. Piece by piece, scales of shimmering gold began to form an armor that enveloped him.
This time, Jared’s violent aura was replaced by one that was as calm as still water.
In response to the change, Warren slightly furrowed his brows, for he could sense danger from the aura Jared was emitting.
How long has it only been since our last meeting? Why do I now feel that he’s a threat?
He was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of dread.
Facing off with Jared in his Golem Body, Warren withdrew the disdain in his gaze. Subsequently, a sigil began to flicker violently on his chest.
As the light surrounding his body grew more intense, it quickly wrapped him inside a cocoon. In the meantime, a gigantic black mist covered the skies and blocked off the sun, bringing darkness over a radius of a few hundred meters around them.
Jared narrowed his eyes. “Today, I will slay you and parade your head in public so that you, despite being a director of the Warriors Alliance, will be exposed for being a Demonic Cultivator.”
“Cease your bragging. You will definitely not come out of this alive.”
Catching something in the air, Warren instantaneously concentrated the black mist around him into a massive black ball.
He followed up with a gentle tap, sending the gigantic black mass toward Jared at a crawling speed.
Just when Jared wanted to avoid it, he realized that he was being restrained by the black mist around him. It felt like he was underwater, where there was significant resistance to every move he made.
Consequently, his attempt to dodge slowed down to a crawl. In the end, he failed to avoid the black ball and was trapped inside it.
“This environment limits all your movements and speed, but it doesn’t affect me in any way.”
Warren sniggered before his body vanished and suddenly reappeared in front of Jared at lightning speed.
As if he had pulled something out of the black mist, a sword took form in his hand.
Held up high by Warren, the sword absorbed the black mist around it relentlessly, causing it to rapidly extend to ten meters long.
With the sword’s power culminating, Warren hacked it down furiously at Jared.
At the same time, the sword’s aggressive energy sealed the latter’s escape route.
When Jared tried to evade in a flash, he looked as if he was moving in slow motion in Warren’s eyes.
“There’s no escape.”
As Warren’s sword bore down on his enemy, the reality around them began to contort as the rumble of the sword piercing the air emanated in all directions.
Clang!
Sparks flew as the sword slashed across Jared’s body.
The damage inflicted on his Golem Body caused the shimmering scales to disappear, exposing the muscles beneath it.
As Jared gathered the Power of Dragons in his right hand, a blistering white light dispelled some of the black mist before illuminating the surrounding darkness.
Boom!
Jared followed up by launching a ferocious punch that carried unimaginable power within it.
Just like a comet shooting across the night sky, the punch smote the long sword in Warren’s hand.
Having been formed from the black mist, the sword instantly vanished after being struck by Jared’s fist of white light.
Sensing the frightening aura, Warren staggered back by reflex.
In that instant, complex emotions were written all over Warren’s face, for he had played his ace in the form of the black mist.
In the arena, he preferred to burn through his blood essence than reveal his Demonic Cultivation, which would spark outrage.
