Chapter 5703

“Abomination, yield to judgment now!” Jared’s voice cracked like lightning, each syllable propelled through the tower heart until it filled the ninth tier with rolling thunder.

His will became the tower’s will. Chains of pure space erupted from the walls, runic nets blooming beside them until the chamber resembled a celestial dragnet.

The Devourer Dragon struggled, roared, tore at the bindings—yet against a fully awakened Demon Seal Tower, it was a storm in a bottle. The chains tightened; the runes blazed; and the monster was driven back into the deepest pit of its prison, where silence closed over it like a lid. The upheaval was over. Stillness—reluctant, but final—settled across every tier.

Another thought, gentler this time, rippled outward. Cyanna, Coall, Thousand Faces, and every Draconian who had chosen submission and committed no unforgivable crime felt space fold around them. A velvet current carried them beyond the tower walls and set them down in distant Nullrift Gorge.

First breath of open sky—joy split the air as hundreds of long-captured Draconians trumpeted their freedom, their gazes turning to Jared with mingled gratitude and awe.

He raised his palm. The once-monumental tower shrank in a shimmer, becoming a translucent, palm-sized miniature that rested against his lifeline, radiating warm spatial ripples.

One of the legendary Three Towers—the Demon Seal Tower—now belonged to him.