A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5822

Boom!

A deep, resonant hum shook the battlefield.

Every eye—human, demon, and beast—watched Demonstone charge like a living siege engine, his hulking silhouette more monster than man.

Yet, ten yards short of Jared, the general's greatsword met an unseen barrier harder than anything in the world.

Steel screamed, then both blade and the arm that wielded it burst apart in a spray of gravel-like flesh and molten sparks.

An instant later, the giant torso, plated in craggy keratin, was hammered backward by that same invisible force, hurtling through the air faster than it had advanced.

While Demonstone tumbled, the rocky armor shattered piece by piece; blood and shards of organ geysered from his mouth and nose.

He traced a gruesome arc of scarlet across the sky before crashing into the ranks of the Melded Beastkin army below.

Several soldiers were pulped beneath him, and, after two twitching spasms, Demonstone lay still—life snuffed out, aura erased.

A warrior famed for raw strength, perched at Top Level Heavenly Immortal Realm Level Five, had been swatted aside and annihilated by nothing more than a casual wave of Jared's sleeve.

Silence fell—so complete even the wind forgot to breathe.

From Demon Sect to Melded Beastkin to Mystic Sky Sword Sect, every witness stood frozen, minds wiped clean by shock.

What the hell did we just see?

Was it a hallucination? That was a Top Level Heavenly Immortal Realm Level Five powerhouse, not some random noob! There should have been clashing spells, earth-splitting impacts—anything except being swatted to death like a fly!

Sheldon's predator-wide grin froze; his eyes, the size of bronze bells, seemed ready to crack.

Linden and every elder and disciple of the Mystic Sky Sword Sect were struck dumb with awe—yes, they had known Jared was strong; he had chased Sheldon from Blood-scar Plains, but this?

The display stretched far beyond anything their experience could frame.

How could someone in the Human Immortal Realm wield such terrifying might?

Jared himself behaved as though he had merely brushed away dust, and not once did he spare a glance toward the corpse he had created.

Instead, his calm gaze remained fixed on Sheldon and Garth, and a thin thread of impatience colored his voice.

"Insignificant beings, the pair of you. You are not even worth the trouble of me drawing my blade," Jared said, his voice drifting across the battlefield—steady, unhurried, almost bored. "Well? Does anyone else want to step up and test their fate?"

The simple question struck the ranks of the Demon Sect and the Melded Beastkin like a sheet of black ice. For an instant, the world froze, soundless and brittle.

Then, the silence was shattered. Panic surged, boots scrambled, and angry voices tumbled over one another in a dissonant roar.

He can't truly overpower us. He must have used some bizarre trick or secret magical item to fell Demonstone in a single stroke. Yes, yes, that has to be it!

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