The two reckoned that Garthor’s goal was to bring Jared back to Stormwind Sect in one piece, for the young man was most valuable to them alive.
As such, Archer said slowly, “I don’t think so. That being said, this move of his is indeed extremely powerful. I’m not sure if the kid will survive this.” When Jared felt the vast power, he tightened his hold on the Dragonslayer Sword.
The Power of Dragons flowed into the sword continuously. Following the roar of a dragon, a golden dragon took shape and circled behind Jared.
Subsequently, he released all the spiritual energy within his elixir field. This would be his final move, for after this attack, he would not have the ability to resist anymore, regardless of the outcome.
As a low growl escaped Jared’s lips, the light on the Dragonslayer Sword burned brighter. In the next second, a beam of golden light shot out from the sword before forming a huge golden sword.
Boom! As Jared slashed down with the giant sword, Garthor, too, released the ball of light in his hand. With a loud bang, the two auras collided fiercely.
A wave of martial energy swept through the area, and the surrounding disciples of Stormwind Sect grimaced as they struggled to resist the petrifying aura..
Even Skyler and Archer, who were a distance away, were affected by the aftermath. Their figures swayed, and they almost fell off the flying sword.
Jared collapsed on the ground like a leaf falling from a tree as blood gushed profusely from his wounds.c Garthor didn’t fare any better either as he dropped to one knee. With tattered clothes and multiple wounds covering his body that were dripping green blood, his appearance resembled that of a beggar.
This time, it was obvious that the wounds on his body were healing at a much slower rate than before. “Mr. Fairchild!” The disciples of Stormwind Sect rushed to Garthor’s side once they had recovered from the aftermath.
Garthor took a deep breath and got to his feet slowly. He then turned to look at Jared, who was lying on the ground in disbelief. He muttered, “How is this possible? There’s definitely something special about this brat. I’m going to transfer all his abilities onto me.” He then ordered a few of the disciples, “Take him back to Stormwind Sect.”
At the moment, Jared was in an extremely weakened state. Despite so, he still managed to prop himself up with his sword and slowly stood up. Glaring at Garthor, he spat, “You sure know how to go back on your word despite being a member of a reclusive sect, huh? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t gang up on me? Let’s continue this one-on-one fight just between the two of us. If you’re man enough, that is.”
Upon saying that, he tried to lift the Dragonslayer Sword, but alas, he didn’t have the strength to do even that. “Hmph! You’re on the verge of death right now. I bet even a commoner could easily kill you. Once I’ve taken you back to Stormwind Sect, I’ll be sure to study you thoroughly to figure out how a Martial Arts Saint such as yourself was able to force me into such a pathetic state.”
The moment Garthor finished his piece, he waved his hand, and several disciples of Stormwind Sect rushed forward to grab Jared. Jared had no choice but to let them do as they pleased, for he no longer had the strength to fight back. Just then, Skyler and Archer arrived on their flying sword before leaping down and saying, “Stop!”
When Garthor saw the duo, his expression darkened. I’ve completely forgotten about these two! He took a deep breath and forced a calm front. “What are you trying to do, Archer?”
“I won’t let you take this person away, Garthor. We’re going to take him back to Luminous Sect, came Archer’s blunt reply. Garthor questioned, “I was the one who captured him, so why should I let you take him away?”
“There’s no reason. I just want to take him away,” Archer replied coldly. Infuriated by his words, Garthor gritted his teeth as his face twisted with rage. “Archer, are you planning to take him away by force? I’m telling you right now that you’re no match for me with your current ability.”
A smirk formed on Archer’s lips when he heard that, and he uttered, “Stop bluffing. With how injured you are right now, I could probably cripple you with just a hand. You’ve always bragged about being a genius of a reclusive sect, and yet, you’re beaten up by a mere Martial Arts Saint, so what right do you have to be talking big like this?”
