The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5004

Chapter 5004 Illusion Spell
Barely managing to deflect two long spears, Maceo was struck in the shoulder by a third attacker. Blood soaked his armor, a stark crimson against the steel.

“Jared!” Flaxseed called out, urgency in his voice. “This formation—”

“Just a cheap trick,” Jared replied with a cold chuckle as the Dragonslayer Sword rang out with a clear, melodic cry.

He raised the blade toward the sky, nine golden sword shadows forming around him. “Break!”

Nine beams of sword light shot forth like falling stars, crashing into a node within the triangular light array. All three gray-robed elders let out a grunt in unison as faint cracks spiderwebbed through their formation.

Jared's eyes lit up, and he launched a second strike without hesitation. “Slash!”

The Dragonslayer Sword expanded into a massive blade. It descended with explosive force, causing the entire formation to quake.

The lead elder coughed up blood, stunned. “How did he find the formation's core?”

“Because you're all fools,” Jared's voice rang out as he suddenly appeared overhead.

“Jared, for you!” Maceo, despite his wound, forced himself to throw a bronze mirror toward Jared.

It was the same bronze mirror once used to peer into purgatory.

Jared caught it and turned its reflective surface toward the three elders. Their startled faces appeared in the mirror's glow.

Jared murmured, “Now it's my turn to take the lead. Everchange Illusion Spell!”

A blinding white light burst from the mirror, forcing the elders to close their eyes. When they reopened them, the battlefield had vanished, replaced by a boundless mist. It was mysterious, disorienting, endless.

An illusion spell?

The elder on the left sneered. “Just a—” His voice cut off as pale arms stretched out from the fog, dragging him screaming into the abyss. The other two froze, horror etched on their faces.

Back in reality, the three gray-robed elders stood still, eyes wide and unseeing. Terror, ecstasy, and torment flickered across their faces. Their staffs clattered to the ground. The formation's light curtain shattered like brittle glass.