The Man's Decree

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Chapter 1833

Upon hearing that, Anne nodded and quickly towed Ross to hide behind Jared.

A glow surrounded Jared and pushed the black smoke away from him.

“Will that kill them all?-’ came Harold's voice as he asked the sorcerer.

“Don't worry, Prince Harold. This is a poisonous fog. Those who breathe it in will certainly die,” the

sorcerer confidently replied.

Dozens of minutes later, the black smoke dissipated, and the people regained a clear sight of the room.

Soon, Harold and the sorcerer saw that Jared and the other two were completely unscathed at the side

of the room.

That stupefied both Harold and the sorcerer.

“W-What’s going on? Didn't you swear that they'll die?” Harold asked, baffled by the situation.

The sorcerer was equally confused, however. “This is impossible. They'll surely die after breathing in

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my poisonous fog. so how can they still be standing here?”

“Your witchcraft is useless! Only idiots like him would believe in a lousy sorcerer like you,” Jared

commented contemptuously.

“How dare you say that to me? I'll let you know how powerful I am!”

With that, the sorcerer's clothes began billowing despite how there was no wind in the room.

Seconds later, a gust of wind manifested, and masses of black smoke began forming into ghosts that

rushed toward Jared and the other two.

Both Anne and Ross were terrified out of their wits.

However. Jared only sneered. In the next second, he parted his lips to suck the black masses into his

body.

Even though the sorcerer was not powerful and did not have much negative energy, it was still

something, so Jared was not going to let his power go to waste.

The sorcerer was disconcerted by how Jared had absorbed the black masses of smoke, and soon, his

face turned pale as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He finally realized he had encountered someone more powerful than him.

“What other skills do you have? Why don't you throw them at me all at once? Otherwise, you won't get

the chance to later,” Jared told the sorcerer.

Instead of replying to Jared, the sorcerer glanced outside and dashed out.

As the sorcerer was already near the doorway to begin with, he was soon outside.

Yet, just as his foot reached the outside, a figure flashed past him. It was Jared, and he was now

standing in the sorcerer's way.

The sorcerer inhaled sharply. Then, he threw a punch at Jared, but Jared grabbed his collar and darted

back into the room.

He then threw the sorcerer onto the ground.

“Sir, please spare me! Please have mercy!”

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The sorcerer mentally broke down. As it turned out, he was as powerful as a bug in the face of an

armadillo.

He could only beg for mercy.

Ross looked at Jared in surprise. He was not expecting the young man to be this capable.

Trod. trod. trod.

Right then, sounds of horses clopping filled the air. Hundreds of guards rushed in and surrounded the

people in the room.

Several guard captains entered and bowed at Ross.

“Arrest this heartless son of mine now!” Ross ordered.

Instead of acting on Ross' orders, the captains turned to look at Harold in confusion.

Harold sneered. “Father, they're all now working for me. Why don't you quietly surrender? Not only are

the guards of the dukedom working for me, but the priests of the royal family are also working for me.

We have a secret base on Ice Bear Island, and in no time, I will be the one to rule over Seneris!”

Harold was filled with nothing but confidence at that moment.

“Are you talking about the ancient mins? Stop dreaming. The altar has been destroyed, and that priest

of yours is long dead,” Jared pointed out with a grin.

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