The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4943

Chapter 4943 Do Not Know
Jared was letting loose without holding anything back, wielding the Dragonslayer Sword as he absorbed the surrounding lethal intent.

This place felt like paradise to him.

But just when he thought the purgatory was only filled with malicious spirits and that one demonic zombie, the ground suddenly began to quake violently.

Moments later, the earth cracked open in the distance, and from those fissures, over a thousand demonic zombies began to slowly crawl out.

“F*ck...”

Jared frowned slightly. Dealing with just one demonic zombie had already been tough, and now this many had appeared.

Still, knowing these creatures feared demonic fire, he didn't panic.

In fact, this was the perfect opportunity to use them as cultivation resources.

He raised the Dragonslayer Sword, flames rising from the blade, and charged toward the horde of demonic zombies.

Meanwhile, Maceo, who had been watching Jared's every move, stared in disbelief. “Is this guy insane? He's going to take on all those demonic zombies alone?”

“Father...”

Just then, Rainah barged into the city lord's chambers, clearly looking for him.

Startled, Maceo hurried to cover the bronze mirror that was displaying the purgatory scene.

But Rainah had already caught a glimpse. Though the image in the mirror had flashed by quickly, it was enough to make her gasp.

“Huh? Was that him?”

She was visibly surprised to see Jared in the mirror.

“What did you say?” Maceo asked.

“Father, why is there a person's image in this mirror?”

Rainah stepped forward and lifted the cloth that was covering the mirror.

Back in the purgatory, Jared gripped the Dragonslayer Sword tightly as flames roared around him. He charged headlong into the swarm of demonic zombies.

The blade, wrapped in searing fire, streaked across the gloom of the purgatory sky like a falling meteor.

The instant Jared plunged into the demonic zombie horde, over a thousand rotting throats shrieked in unison. The stench of decay swept over him like a physical wave. In their murky eyes, a greedy glow flickered as the zombies lunged at him.

The first demonic zombie swung its claws at him. Jared sidestepped and slashed, the Dragonslayer Sword tracing a crimson arc.

With a sharp sizzle, the demonic zombie was cleaved in two at the waist, and golden flames devoured the exposed flesh.

Surprisingly, the black lethal intent leaking from its corpse didn't disperse. Instead, an unseen force drew it steadily into Jared's body.

His eyes flashed with cold focus. The Dragonslayer Sword whirled in his grip, cleaving through limbs and torsos. Black demonic zombie blood rained down around him like a storm.

Each time a demonic zombie fell, the lethal intent within it surged along the Dragonslayer Sword and poured into Jared.

At first, Jared had to consciously guide the lethal intent to transform. As the battle continued, this absorption became increasingly natural and smooth.