A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5746

A sudden respect stirred in Jared's chest for the lumbering black-furred giant ape. The creature, so clumsy at first glance, had somehow sniffed out this hidden basin and the clump of Blood Ganoderma pulsing crimson at its heart. He swung off the ape's broad back, boots skidding across moss-slick stone, and strode toward the living jewels, intent on harvesting the medicine his body so desperately craved.

A roar burst through the humid air—raw, earthquake-loud, and thick with primordial hate—rolling across the basin like thunder ripped from a cracked celestial drum.

The sound detonated from the far side of the valley, deep within a wall of tangled forest. A second giant ape exploded into view, its fur a sinister dark gold, trees shattering to toothpicks as the monster barreled forward like a moving mountain.

This newcomer stood even broader than Jared's mount, its eyes two lakes of boiling blood-red light.

Those burning pupils fixed on Jared, his black-furred ally, and especially on the Blood Ganoderma—rage so hot it seemed ready to ignite the very air.

The black-furred giant ape refused to yield. It reared onto its hind legs and answered with a roar of its own, the cry vibrating like war drums. Massive fists pummeled its steel-hard chest, each strike thudding louder than a battering ram against iron gates.

Bloodshot eyes met bloodshot eyes, the space between them crackling with murderous intent.

Their colliding auras whipped dead leaves and broken branches into howling minitornadoes that skittered across the basin floor.

At that moment, Jared finally understood. The ape had never been guiding him to treasure out of loyalty.

It had simply borrowed a sharper blade—him—to seize this territory and every Blood Ganoderma growing here.

The black-furred and dark-gold titans were lifelong enemies, and these crimson fungi were the prize over which they warred.

"Clever beast," Jared muttered, half amused, half annoyed. Still, the Blood Ganoderma were vital to him. Turning back was no longer an option.

Besides, the dark-gold ape's killing intent now swept across everyone in the basin—man, unicorn, and rival ape alike.

"Fire unicorn—ready yourself," he called, voice low and steady. Dragonslayer flashed free of its sheath, the chill blade glinting as it leveled at the oncoming brute.

Boom!

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