“Hmph! Do you think a mere illusion array can trap me? You must be delusional!” Remus snorted.
Jared narrowed his eyes, fixing his gaze on Remus. “So, you’re a Demonic Cultivator. You hid your true nature quite well. I can’t believe I failed to notice anything even when your aura was exposed. I must admit, I’m rather impressed.”
“I’m afraid it’s the end for you now that you uncovered my true identity, brat.” Remus’ eyes glinted with murderous intent. Meanwhile, Xandros stood in utter disbelief, unaware that Remus was a Demonic Cultivator.
“Looks like Demonic Cultivators truly lurk everywhere. Now, they’ve even infiltrated Norwal City. Everyone is so vehement about eradicating Demonic Cultivators, yet they all secretly collaborate with them. It seems that demons, humans, and beast races are no different. They’re all equally disappointing,” Jared lamented.
“Cut the crap! I’m going to end both of you right here and now!” Remus declared with confidence.
Since he dared to expose his true identity, he evidently believed he could defeat Jared and Cloud. Otherwise, it would spell trouble if his secret was leaked.
With that, he brandished the soul attractor, casting a green light that engulfed the entire battleground.
As these emerald gleams descended upon the ground, they affixed themselves to nearby corpses. Miraculously, those lifeless bodies gradually rose to their feet.
Cloud was taken aback as thousands of corpses came to live and charged toward him with ferocity. It was a horrifying spectacle that he had never encountered before. Witnessing this, Jared furrowed his brow, a sense of confusion in his gaze.
He opened his palm, summoning Dragonslayer Sword without delay. With a swift motion, he swung the blade, unleashing a wave of sharp and horrifying sword energy. This assault effortlessly cleaved dozens of zombies in half, subjecting them to a second demise.
The moment these undead creatures were severed, a nearly imperceptible marked aura emanated from their bodies, promptly absorbed by Jared. Jared beamed with satisfaction, not expecting his hunch to be accurate.
When those corpses revived, he had a strong intuition that Remus might belong to Hadad’s lineage. The most conspicuous evidence was the soul attractor, pulsating with negative and frosty energy-a weapon distinctively associated with a member of Hadad’s lineage.
The emergence of marked auras after the zombies were vanquished only served to confirm Jared’s conjecture.
“H-How can you still smile in a situation like this, Mr. Chance?” Cloud observed the approaching horde of undead, utterly perplexed by Jared’s reaction..
“Why can’t I? These are all precious resources.” Jared grinned. Though the marked aura produced by the corpses were not abundant, they still held value.
After Jared finished speaking, his body was enveloped in flames, fashioning a protective barrier around him. With Dragonslayer Sword in hand, he then plunged into the sea of undead.
Each strike from him took down dozens of zombies in one go. Jared reveled in the carnage, moving with grace and ease across the battlefield.
Meanwhile, Remus strained to wield the soul attractor. He incessantly infused marked aura into the weapon, causing it to manifest as green sparks that descended onto the lifeless bodies.
Of course, he was fully aware his weak undead army stood no chance of killing Jared. However, there was one thing they could do- which was to deplete Jared’s stamina.
Thousands of zombies charged relentlessly at Jared, forcing him to eliminate them with all his might.
Once Jared grew weary from battling the relentless onslaught, exhausting all his strength, he would be vulnerable.
While Remus’ strategy was sound, he unfortunately failed to anticipate that Jared’s stamina would not wane. In fact, Remus unwittingly contributed to enhancing Jared’s strength, as the latter absorbed all the marked aura released by the undead upon slaying them.
