CHAPTER 1022 THE FIEND GENERAL

A moment later, a fiend had black scales appeared. He came in human form and he had a very This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

handsome face.

"His scales are black... Phew!" Darren let out a sigh of relief. He knew the first fiend ancestor had the

blood-red scales. He also possessed a more formidable aura.

As long as it wasn't the first fiend ancestor, Darren didn't need to worry about it so much. He still had

the chance to escape.

"General!"

The crowd kowtowed.

The general did not move. Instead, he stared at Darren with cold, piercing eyes.

"Kneel down," said Darren coldly. Darren showed no fear. He put on a brave face and faced the

general.

"Grargh!"

The general was furious. "Who do you think you are? How dare you ask me to kneel?"

"Kneel! Down!" Darren shouted. He emphasized each word, releasing an aura of pure demonic internal

force.

"Well..."

The general retreated a few steps backwards and the ground beneath him began to collapse.

His lips began to tremble.

He was made from half a streak of the first fiend ancestor's blood aura and his status surpassed those

of all the other fiends. However, the aura that emanated from the young man in front of him was clearly

from the blood essence of the first fiend ancestor. This gave the young man a higher status.

However, what Darren was showing now was only the purer fiendish aura. The general did sense that

Darren was not as strong as he was. This confused him.

After struggling to decide for a while, the general gritted his teeth. He did not kneel down.

"Since you are the direct descendant of the master, you do not need to kneel down."

Darren knew that things were not right. If he forced him to kneel down, the fiend general might rebel.

Hearing this, the fiend general relaxed. He put a hand on his chest and gave a small bow towards

Darren.

Darren's identity was confirmed after the general showed respect towards him.

"Wait here and don't come in," Darren ordered. He walked towards the cave.

Outside, the other lower-level fiends dared not move. The general, however, disregarded Darren's

order. He followed Darren into the cave.

"General, that master said we are not allowed to go in," a fiend reminded him cautiously.

Bang!

The general shot off the fiend's head. With one last withering look, he strode into the cave.

Following the dragon ancestor's guidance, Darren found himself inside a secret room.

"Where is it?"

At the center of the secret room should have been a piece of golden dragon's scale. However, it was

nowhere to be found.

"It must have been taken away by the first fiend ancestor," Darren said.

"Damn it! Damn him! How dare he steal my treasure!" The dragon ancestor was very angry.

"The dragon race and the fiends are natural enemies. What can the first fiend ancestor do with the

scale?" Darren muttered, paying little attention to the dragon ancestor.

Bang!

The door of the secret room suddenly burst open.

"What are you doing here?"

Darren yelled, seeing that the general had followed him inside.

"I'm here to protect you, your grace,"

the fiend said.

"I've taken orders from the master to go to this place. I don't need your protection. If you dare to

disobey me again, I will kill you," Darren said coldly.

The general, however, didn't care.

"Master, when did you come into this world?"

Instead of retreating, the general decided to interrogate Darren.

"How dare you?"

Darren restrained himself from bursting out in anger. If he reacted, he would be dropping his character.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several strands of pure demonic internal force burst out and immediately rushed towards the general.

This general was at the peak of half-step emperor level, which made it impossible for Darren to defeat

him.

Darren decided to hurt him as much as he possibly could.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Instead of countering, the general used his demonic internal force to defend himself.

It seemed they were on par with each other.

Although the general was confused about Darren's attitude, he didn't dare to show it on his face. He

harbored a grudge for Darren in his heart.

"Please don't be angry. I'll leave right now." The fiend general's eyes flashed with hostility. He appeared

to be plotting something else.

"Wait." Darren stopped him.

"What do you want me to do, sir?" The general turned around and glared at Darren.

"You have offended me. Do you expect me to just let it go?" Darren frowned.

The fiend general's eyes flashed with ferocity.

"Don't be arrogant. Although your bloodline is purer than mine, it will be easy for me to kill you."

"How dare you go against me publicly? I will send a message to the master, asking him to eliminate

you!" Darren threatened.

The fiend general was stunned for a moment; his heart trembled with fear.

He had suffered a lot to come to this world, and had not actually become a living creature that could be

independent of the first fiend ancestor. What if he was eliminated by his master?

"Ah!"

The general knelt down on one knee, finally yielding to Darren.

"Humph!" Darren sneered. "Since you knelt down, I will spare you. I need to ask you something."

"Sir, please go on," the general said respectfully.

"I need to find the dragon's scale. Tell me, where did it go?" Darren interrogated.

"Sir, the dragon scale was taken away by our master."

"How dare you!" Darren retorted harshly. "Are you lying to me? There should be another one! I think

you must have stolen it for yourself!"

Darren glared at the general, trying to provoke him. He achieved the desired effect. At least, Darren

now knew that the dragon scale had indeed been taken away by the first fiend ancestor.

"I do not dare! I can't take it away because my bloodline is not strong enough for me to even get close

to the dragon scale."

"That's right. Even I can't get close to the dragon scale. In that case, the whereabouts of the dragon

scale still needs investigation. I'll report to my master first to see what he wants us to do," Darren said

as he walked towards the general.

The fiend general was still kneeling on the ground.

"Don't be nervous." Darren realized that the general was still on his guard. "You've done a good job. I'll

give you a few drops of blood essence to help you improve your bloodline."

Hearing this, the general was overjoyed.

The man had the blood essence of the first fiend ancestor. If he could have his blood essence, his

bloodline would be upgraded to a higher level.

However, it was strange to receive such a reward. The general was puzzled.

"If you take my blood essence, you'll be under my command. You cannot work for the other one. Do

you understand?" Darren made up another lie.

"Master, do you mean there is another one who is on the same level as you?"

"That's right. He has just been born. After your bloodline improves, how about you go with me to kill

him and we can share his bloodline?"

"Yes, sir!" Hearing this, the general was no longer skeptical. Darren had explained everything to him

clearly.

Darren made a small cut on his finger, and a few drops of blood essence fell. The general knelt down

and opened his mouth to receive Darren's gift.

"Argh! It's the dragon blood aura!"

Suddenly, the fiend general's body convulsed. He could feel his insides melting and the pain was

almost too great for him to bear.