“Scram now if you want me to spare your lives,” Jared said icily while glaring at them. The two individuals paused briefly before erupting into laughter.
“Are you out of your mind? Do you think we need you to spare us when you already look like. cr*p? I could finish you off with just one swing. of my sword!” Ronan exclaimed, raising his sword threateningly toward Jared.
Upon realizing that Jared posed no real threat, he grew overconfident. In his eyes, Jared was nothing more than a defenseless prey, ready to be conquered.
In response, Jared brought his fingers together and swiftly flicked his hand. A dazzling beam of golden light shot forth, followed by the descending Dragonslayer Sword. Its gleaming blade resembled a cascading silver waterfall, slicing through the air with unrivaled power.
Ronan froze for a moment, feeling an overwhelming sense of danger from above. The terror of that impending doom sent shivers down his spine.
As he looked up, he witnessed an onslaught of light descending from the sky. This sudden twist of events drained the color from his face, and panic gripped his heart.
He could never have anticipated that the seemingly unthreatening Jared would exude such a terrifying aura of imminent death. At this moment, he finally realized that Jared was far from the weakling he had initially. perceived him to be.
“Take this!” Jared swung his palm, directing the Dragonslayer Sword toward Ronan’s head! Jared knew he had to take advantage of the man’s carelessness and end the fight swiftly by: killing him in one strike..
Otherwise, even with the Dragonslayer Sword, he would not stand a chance against the two men before him. Ronan, seeing the incoming torrent of light, swiftly brandished his long sword, attempting to defend himself against the light that the Dragonslayer sword emitted.
Swoosh! A golden radiance pierced through Ronan’s body, eliciting a cry of shock. Although his head remained intact, Ronan’s arm was instantly severed and fell to the ground.
He immediately retreated, pulling himself away from the Dragonslayer Sword. Meanwhile, Grant watched Jared in astonishment. He never expected Jared to possess the skill to control the treasured sword. and cleanly sever Ronan’s arm.
It was clear that Jared’s actions revealed his formidable defense and that he was not one to be underestimated or taken lightly. Ronan hurriedly tended to his wounds, his gaze filled with disbelief as he looked at his opponent.
“So, you’ve been pretending all along. You weren’t injured at all,” remarked Grant, realizing that Jared was not only unharmed but also possessed greater strength than them.
“I never claimed to be injured. It was your own assumption.” Jared coldly smiled, raising the Dragon Slayer Sword and pointing it directly at the two. “You wanted to take my head in exchange for resources, right? Now you can try. but I doubt you have what it takes to achieve your goal!”
Jared maintained a calm and disdainful expression as he spoke to them. The two gradually began to retreat, intimidated by Jared’s composed demeanor and the terrifying display of his swordsmanship.
“This is all a misunderstanding. We don’t hold grudges against each other anyway. There’s no need for a fight to the death. Farewell,” Grant said, supporting Ronan, as they turned and left. As Jared watched them depart, he finally let out a sigh of relief before turning and walking away.
Beads of sweat covered his forehead. If the two had not backed down and attacked together, even with the Dragonslayer Sword, Jared would have undoubtedly met his demise.
Now that the two men had retreated, Jared needed to leave this place quickly, as he might encounter others soon. Jared quickened his pace, running continuously. Meanwhile, Grant and Ronan, after turning away, seemed to realize something.
“Wait a second. The aura seemed to originate from the sword, not Jared’s body. It’s possible that Jared is genuinely injured, resulting in a significant decline in his strength. That sword must be a spiritual sword with the ability to fight independently,” Ronan analyzed.
