The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6690

"Damn it!"

Grand Elder Greenwood gritted his teeth.

Gold light burst from his body, trying to force both of them away.

He did knock Jared and Skylar back.

But before he could even take one breath, Jared was already rushing in again.

The gray figure was like a cockroach that refused to die.

Again and again, he got back up.

Again and again, he charged forward.

It was as if nothing existed in his life anymore except battle.

"Old bastard, where did all that arrogance go?"

Jared's voice was rough with blood, yet still full of mockery. The fire in his violet eyes looked almost mad.

"Weren't you going to crush me with one hand? Come on. Do it."

Grand Elder Greenwood's face turned livid.

"You are courting death."

A golden palm print slammed down again, aiming straight at Jared's head.

The force inside it could have flattened a small mountain.

But this time, Jared did not block.

His body flashed.

The seed of spatial law carried him dozens of yards away in an instant.

The palm struck empty ice and left a huge hand-shaped crater behind.

Skylar seized that gap.

He attacked from the side.

Blue-black fire sharpened into a burning blade and punched through the brief weakness in Greenwood's divine shield, a weakness created by the elder's own burst of power.

The flame sank into his shoulder like a venomous snake.

It burned.

Spread.

Dug deeper.

A charred wound opened across his shoulder, and blackened bone showed at the edges.

"Ah!"

Grand Elder Greenwood let out a scream of agony.

Golden blood sprayed from the wound and splattered over the ice like blooming flowers.

His body stiffened.

For one instant, the golden barrier around him stalled.

"Hit."

Skylar's voice remained calm, but a sharp gleam finally flashed in his eyes.

The corner of his mouth lifted.

It was his first smile of the battle.

Cold.

Lethal.

Jared charged again.

The Dragonslayer Sword stabbed out like a storm.

Every thrust carried the destructive weight of chaotic force. Every strike aimed at Greenwood's wound or another vital point.

There was no pause.

No hesitation.

Every sword was full strength.

Skylar's flames followed right behind, sealing off every route Greenwood could use to dodge, circling him like fire serpents around trapped prey.

Grand Elder Greenwood finally began to fail.

Under the two men's relentless assault, his golden barrier shattered with a crash, like glass smashed by a hammer.

Golden fragments flew outward and dissolved into fading sparks.

Skylar's blue-black flame poured into his body like a flood.

It burned through his meridians.

Scorched his elixir field.

Evaporated his spiritual power.

Jared's sword arrived right after.

Violet light pierced through Greenwood's chest and tore apart his heart along with his meridians.

Grand Elder Greenwood froze.

The light in his eyes dimmed quickly, like a candle snuffed by wind.

His lips moved several times.

Golden blood spilled from his mouth.

He wanted to speak.

Not one word came out.

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