CHAPTER 1037 A FINAL CHANCE

After Kingsley joined the battle with the skeleton general, Tywon began to feel a little of pressure.

"Your strength has now dropped to the lowest limit. It's too early to tell who will emerge victorious!"

Having sensed Tywon's real power, Kingsley grew more ferocious and decided to kill him before he

completely recovered.

Darren could not keep still. He transformed into a dragon and rushed straight into the battle.

With a loud boom, Darren swiftly swung his dragon tail at Tywon's back.

Tywon slapped Darren's tail away with a loud crack. Coinciding with this, Kingsley and the skeleton

general surged towards Tywon, hurling him back.

"Good. The three of you are quite strong."

Standing in the air steadily, he looked down on all three men.

"But can your power hurt me? Ridiculous!" Tywon cackled.

A golden light began to shine on his palm.

The skeleton general quickly sensed this and flew towards him.

He punched at Tywon's shining palm.

On contact, a loud crack sounded, and the skeleton general's arm crumbled into dust.

"Argh!"

The skeleton general was aghast to discover that Tywon had quickly recovered.

In mere minutes, his power had increased immensely!

Now, Tywon possessed the strength of a six-tribulation senior holy warrior.

"After five minutes, I could crush you all with just one finger."

He was confident that he was close to reaching the peak of a six-tribulation senior holy warrior. Once

he reached that peak, he'd become undefeatable.

"Now!"

Darren and Kingsley quickly rushed forward.

Tywon stood motionless in the air, awaiting their attack.

Several blunt noises sounded out as attacks fell on Tywon one after the other.

He was thrown back mid-air, but was unscathed.

"You dare try to hurt me, humans?" said Tywon in great disapproval.

Darren felt his heart clench. This mysterious Tywon had a god's body. Despite his lower cultivation

level, his body strength alone was enough to resist all their attacks.

"It's time for me to take action!"

Tywon said as he powerfully swatted Kingsley away.

Kingsley landed straight against a mountain, his blood splattering from all sides.

He had just entered the level of six-tribulation senior holy warrior, so the blow from Tywon had caused

severe injuries to him.

Tywon descended in front of Darren.

"You have great potential. I want to take you in as my slave."

He found that Darren already wielded such great strength at such a young age. His potential was even

comparable to the low-grade residents in the Primitive Wilderness.

'This young man holds such great potential in the mortal world. He will be quite a force to be reckoned

with once he enters the Primitive Wilderness, ' thought Tywon. 'His talent is one in a million!'

The thought of Darren's potential served as great motivation for Tywon to take him as his slave.

"I'll never be your slave."

Although Darren was surely not a holy emperor, he still held dignity as man. Why would he let himself

become a slave?

"Very well. I'll just grind you to ashes and destroy your soul, then!"

Tywon started his move. The golden light in his palm shone brighter as his strength grew.

Darren was unable to evade the swift blow. The gash on his back was so deep it showed bone.

He fell from the sky in his dragon form, the impact so massive it created a huge crater in the earth.

"Surrender or die!"

Tywon swiftly followed to the ground near Darren. He couldn't afford such talent to die on him.

"Fuck off!"

Darren swung his dragon tail and aimed for Tywon's head.

An evil smile found its way to Tywon's rotten face, but he didn't make a move. He just let Darren hit

him.

Darren swept his tail a hundred times, but Tywon still remained motionless. It was Darren's dragon tail

that was getting more and more injured with every blow.

In just five minutes, Tywon had recovered to the extent that Darren couldn't hurt him at all.

"I'm doomed." Darren was hopeless.

Faced with a warrior of such a high level, the situation turned dire. He might be able to suppress Tywon

if he had his Rule Soul Avatar by his side, hopefully before Tywon completely recovered his strength.

Unfortunately, the Rule Soul Avatar was trapped in the ancient times and could not help Darren.

Seriously injured, Darren returned to human form.

The skeleton general, with one arm missing, flew to Darren's side, his deep eyes glaring at Tywon. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Lincoln, I know you must hate me now, but it's useless. You have been suppressed by a million laws,

and you will always be weak. You can no longer contend with me. Accept your fate."

Seeing that his former enemy had been reduced to such a state, Tywon felt an indescribable joy deep

in his heart.

"I remember that before a god's body disintegrates, there will be one thousandth of a second that the

god can be free from the suppression of all the laws," said the skeleton general, looking up at the sky.

"What was that?"

The rotten flesh on Tywon's face twitched a bit.

"What? Think you can kill me in that tiny amount of time?

Let me tell you. Think again. Even if you're not suppressed, your god's power has already been

depleted. The most you can do is to hurl yourself into me, doing more damage to yourself than to me.

Face it, you can't kill me as you are."

The skeleton general was, after all, a skeleton. His god's power had long left his body. Even if he was

not suppressed by the laws, he could only exert a part of his physical strength. Tywon also had a god's

body, so it was impossible for him to be killed by the mere physical attacks of the skeleton general.

In order to kill a god from the Primitive Wilderness, even a weakened one, god's power was necessary.

"Darren, I'm afraid that we will not be able to escape this time,"

the dragon ancestor sighed in Darren's heart.

"Yes." Darren also sighed. "Sir, since you went into my heart, I haven't helped you. Instead, I've caused

you nothing but trouble. This time, I'm even bringing you to the grave with me. I'm really sorry."

"Well, that's hardly your fault. What a pity! If you hadn't provoked the flood dragon at that time, I would

have at least a sliver of god's power left. If I can work with that skeleton, we may still have a chance to

kill Tywon,"

the dragon ancestor sighed.

The god's power that the dragon ancestor was talking about was the great force which he obtained

from the scale of the five-clawed golden dragon. Unfortunately, he only had one trace of that power,

and he used it to save Darren.

"God's power," Darren murmured.

"Wait! That can't be right!" Darren seemed to have remembered something. "Sir, the god's power—the

Godly Dragon Force—you released last time didn't dissipate. I assimilated it and stored it," said Darren.

"What? How could you have assimilated the Godly Dragon Force?" The dragon ancestor trembled in

disbelief.

"I have my ways. That little bit of Godly Dragon Force is indeed in my body," Darren said excitedly. He

had finally been filled with hope again.

"Okay! That's great! Tell the skeleton immediately and ask him to plan it out. We still have a chance to

survive this."

"Yes,"

Darren replied. Then he controlled his spiritual sense to enter his elixir field.

'I suppressed that bit of Godly Dragon Force in the black pyramid in my elixir field. Can I activate it?'

Darren's spiritual sense then gathered around the rotating black pyramid, trying to find the trace of the

golden Godly Dragon Force.