CHAPTER 1024 KILL MYRON

Darren spotted a crowd of people as he walked down the street. There were young men and women of

different human talents coming into the city from different places in the world.

As Darren walked by, he noticed a lot of disgusted glares in his direction.

"Look at him, a common holy warrior by comprehending the Holy Will. What is he doing here?"

"Maybe he is from some great clan and he's just dropping by for a look."

"Yes, it must be because of his family background."

People whispered along the way.

Darren chose to ignore their dull gossip.

He stepped into the nearby tavern. Darren had sorely missed the merriment of eating and drinking in

the many years that had passed. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Get me some food and good wine." Darren found a table and sat down.

A waiter came over.

"Sir, we don't serve normal dishes here. All our dishes are made of high-grade herbs. Naturally, they're

very expensive. Are you sure you'd like to eat here?"

The waiter looked Darren up and down and assumed he couldn't be a very wealthy man.

"Bring me whatever you'd recommend, then. Please remember that the wine must be good." Darren

kept his cool.

"Of course," the waiter answered in a low voice contemptuously.

"I heard the eighteen Governors and the four greatest holy warriors chased the first fiend ancestor, but

they were no match for him," said a voice from another table.

"Apparently, halfway through the battle a mysterious youth showed up. They say he was as handsome

as a god! With just the turn of his palm a world collapsed and he fought the first fiend ancestor all on

his own. The fiend was beaten half to death. What a powerful young man!"

Darren could clearly hear the chit-chat from the other tables.

"Yeah, I heard his name is Darren Chu. His strength is horrifying."

"No, no. He isn't Darren. He is just Darren's avatar."

"Really? I wonder how terrifying the real Darren is then?"

Darren was a bit embarrassed about eavesdropping since the conversation was obviously about

himself.

Suddenly, everyone heard loud thumping noises coming from above them.

There seemed to be a fight going on in the attic of the tavern.

A bloodied young man then fell from the attic.

"Let go of my sister!"

The young man looked up, his eyes red with blood. A few young men walked down cheekily with a

beautiful woman between them.

"Stupid brat, our young master is Darren's friend. It's a blessing for your sister to be liked by our young

master. Don't be so ungrateful."

The crowd of customers in the tavern immediately frowned.

"He said their young master is Darren's friend?"

"Darren's friend bullies others. Looks like that Darren is a bad guy after all."

"Humph! He turned out to be an immoral person."

Many people began to curse Darren in their hearts. Fame came with a price.

"My name is Myron Mu, don't forget it. I'll be taking your sister with me. Since she'll definitely satisfy me

in bed today, I'll spare your life. Now get out of here."

A young man in cyan slowly walked down the attic stairs.

"Myron Mu? It's the young master of the Blue Cloud City!" The crowd immediately recognized him.

No wonder he was so arrogant.

At the sight of this man Darren scowled. Anger began to bubble up inside him.

When Darren first entered the Thunder Beast Land outside the eighteen cities, Myron almost killed him.

If it weren't for the help of Laura, he might've died there.

"Myron, are you really Darren's friend?"

Darren, who was drinking alone, asked. His back was facing the crowd.

"Who is barking? Everyone knows that our young master made friends with Darren in the Thunder

Beast Land. How dare you doubt him?" Myron's subordinate looked at Darren.

"Okay," Darren answered in a low voice.

"So he knows Darren. Does that mean he can do whatever the hell he wants?"

"Shut your crap! What are you going at here? Don't go looking for trouble or you'll be sorry."

Hearing this, Darren suddenly turned around and looked at the group.

"It's you!"

While his subordinates stared fiercely at Darren with an intent to kill, Myron's face slowly paled in

horror.

"What?" Darren's face was as cold as ice.

"Your friend Darren is here. Why the face?"

Myron shivered with fear, speechless.

"Darren?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Darren, shocked.

"Really now! He's just an ordinary senior holy warrior. How dare he call himself Darren?"

"Shh, take a look at Myron. He winced. Maybe that man really is Darren."

In the blink of an eye, Darren was gone from his seat.

He rushed at Myron in a flash.

"How dare you! Kill him!"

Several bodyguards who were standing next to Myron quickly lunged at Darren.

A series of loud noises were suddenly heard.

A mist of blood then exploded from their bodies.

The bodyguards were all four-tribulation holy warriors but stood no chance to Darren's brute force.

"D...Darren, it's all a mistake. Just a misunderstanding. Please don't kill me." Myron's face went paler.

He begged as his voice quivered.

When Myron heard that Darren's avatar had played a big role in fighting the fiend, he was worried that

Darren would send his avatar to him to take revenge.

The day he found out that Darren had entered the holy emperor's tomb and his avatar had gone to

search for him, Myron was relieved.

He even started to do detestable things under the guise of being Darren's friend. Many warriors were

scared, and dared not to fight back. In this way, he got a lot of treasures.

Today, he paid the Holy City a visit and met a beautiful woman on the street. He wanted her, even if it

had to be by force. Now, Darren had appeared.

"Oh, it's the real Darren!"

"That's impossible! Why would Darren be here?"

Darren stood there with a straight face. His silent rage was so intense that Myron could see it past his

expression.

"You committed sins under the guise of being my friend. Even if you were my friend and not my enemy,

I wouldn't forgive you for this," Darren said coldly.

"No, please forgive me. Please spare my life. You know, my father is a Governor so if you let me go, I

promise you'll get a handsome reward."

When Myron was overpowering Darren's strength back then, all he wanted was to kill Darren. Now that

Darren's strength had surpassed his own, Myron was begging for mercy like a dog. His arrogance was

nowhere to be found.

"Oh, do you think I care about handsome rewards?"

"Darren!" Hearing this, Myron knew that it had become useless to beg for mercy. He suddenly shot up

and proclaimed proudly, "If you dare to kill me, my father will definitely behead you. I'd advise you not

to risk your life like that."

In the next second, another loud bang rang through.

Darren's palm struck Myron as fast as lightning.

Myron's head exploded and his corpse fell to the ground with a loud thump.

"Scumbag," Darren spat.

"He...he...he really killed Myron."

"Let's hurry up. The Governor of the Blue Cloud City will be here soon. If we don't leave now, we'll be in

trouble."

"Oh, no! This is not going to end well. A war is going to break out between two cities."

Everyone in the tavern was shocked and afraid when they saw Darren kill Myron. They all flew away in

fear of getting mixed up into the chaos.

"Are you all right?" Darren helped the woman up and healed her injuries.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu!" The woman and her brother knelt down crying. They expressed their utmost

gratitude for Darren's help.

"You're welcome. He deserved it. Please hurry and find Anthony. Tell him you are friends of Darren."

Darren ordered them to flee, but he decided to stay and see the Governor. He wondered what kind of

Governor he was to have raised a son like Myron.