Chapter 5672

Theron offered no reply. He merely turned, the emptiness in his eyes locking unblinking on Jared.

The instant that vacant stare found him, Jared felt an icy spike slide into his chest.

A threat like none he had faced crashed down on him, every hair on his body standing rigid, as if the air itself had grown fangs.

The danger felt sharper-crueler-than anything the Soul Devourer had shown so far.

He had known the Soul Devourer was stronger than on level six, but he had never imagined the fiend could summon a monster of this magnitude.

“Mr. Chance, be careful! This one… this one is utterly bizarre!” Neville Contreras shouted, voice strained by the same crushing weight.

Cold dread surrounded Neville. The giant’s aura was so formidable and suffocating that Neville found his lungs cramped, his heart hammering hard against bone.