Chapter 5582

Jared and Onneas watched comrade after comrade collapse, helpless anger knotting their chests. At this pace, the palace gates would fall—it was only a matter of time.

“We have to take out that circle!”

His gaze locked on the distant ring of swirling runes where demons continued to appear. That portal fed the enemy’s endless advance; severing it was their last, thin hope.

“Then we strike together!”

Onneas wove rapid seals, channeling bright currents of spiritual energy that streamed across the courtyard toward the portal.

Jared drew a breath deep into his bruised lungs, flooded the Dragonslayer Sword with every shred of energy he still possessed, and swung.

Boom!