The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6680

Jared's speed increased.

His gray figure cut through the darkness like lightning. Spatial law pushed his movement to the limit, and every flash carried him dozens of miles closer to the battle.

When he finally saw the battlefield, his pupils tightened.

His heart seemed to stop for one breath.

Three figures were fighting in the void ahead.

The force from their clash shattered nearby law fragments and left the surrounding space covered in cracks, like a pane of glass struck by a hammer.

Two of them wore golden robes.

Thick celestial aura rolled from their bodies, carrying the sacred pressure unique to celestial bloodlines.

Both were Golden Immortal Level Eight.

One held a golden longsword wrapped in divine light.

The other held a golden halberd, golden lightning twisting around its blade.

Their attacks were vicious and perfectly coordinated, pressing the third figure again and again.

That third figure was a woman.

She wore a fiery red dress. The torn hem whipped through the void like flame in the wind.

Her long hair streamed behind her, each strand glowing faintly as if threaded with fire.

Flames wrapped around her body. Dark-red light formed a thin layer over her like armor, giving off heat that distorted the surrounding space.

Golden Immortal Level Seven.

But the flame inside her was no ordinary fire.

It carried an ancient bloodline force.

Pure.

Dominant.

Fully awakened.

Josephine.

Jared recognized her instantly.

She looked more mature than the woman in his memory.

Colder too.

There was a firmness in her brows now, a kind of sharp resolve that had not been there before.

But those dark-red eyes were the same.

Stubborn.

Defiant.

Burning even while cornered.

And now, she was in danger.

Her red dress was torn in several places. Blood seeped from cuts across her arms and shoulders. Some wounds had been burned black. Blood marked the corner of her mouth, and her face was pale from exhaustion.

She had been fighting for a long time.

The two Golden Immortal Level Eight celestials, however, were still calm.

They attacked in waves, never giving her room to breathe.

As they fought, they laughed.

Their voices carried the cruel amusement of men playing with prey.

"Little beauty, stop struggling. For a Golden Immortal Level Seven, lasting this long against us is impressive enough."

The swordsman smiled as his golden sword-light forced Josephine back. "Your fire-spirit constitution is excellent. Once we refine your soul into a pill, it will make a fine elixir."

The halberd wielder's eyes were full of greed.

"I have been searching for a fire-spirit soul for years. I did not expect one to deliver herself to me."

"As for the body..."

The swordsman's gaze swept over Josephine, and lust flashed in his eyes. "It would be a waste to throw it away after the soul is removed. We might as well enjoy it first. I have never tasted a Golden Immortal Level Seven woman with a fire-spirit constitution."

"Take your time. Let her run out of strength first. She is fierce. Do not let her bite before she dies."

Josephine gritted her teeth.

Rage and killing intent surged in her eyes.

The flames around her erupted again, dark-red light brightening as she forced out one final strike.

But her spiritual power was almost gone.

The flame was far weaker than before, like a candle shaking in the wind.

Jared's killing intent exploded.

It rushed from his elixir field straight into his head like a volcano tearing open the earth.

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