CHAPTER 1330 KILL HIM

The last thing the three warriors expected was for Darren, someone at the low-level of the Star God

Realm, to dare make a move first. To make things worse, he had incredible speed!

The young man who stood at the front was directly hit by Darren's palm strike and he was forced to fall

back by several dozen feet.

"Seriously? That's all the strength you have? A chicken could strike harder than that!"

The young man held his head high, with a disdainful look. Darren's strike had actually damaged his

inner organs and he was close to coughing up blood.

"Looks like this guy is super powerful. Let's fight him together," the young man advised his companions

via his spiritual sense.

"Finnegan, don't tell me you really want all of us to fight that guy. He's just a common warrior at the low-

level of the Star God Realm. That's embarrassing. You'll make us a laughing stock," the woman said

through her spiritual sense.

"I just want to deal with them as fast as possible. I don't want to waste any more time," explained the

young man named Finnegan.

"Don't worry about that. We still have a month left. There's plenty of time."

"That's right." Finnegan didn't want to lose face, so he just gave up on asking them for help.

"Well, well, Finnegan, who's the rubbish now? You were defeated by my boss here in a single move.

Shame on you!" Weber sneered.

Finnegan's face turned sour at Weber's comment. "You will pay the price for messing with me! Go to

hell!"

In the blink of an eye, Finnegan's figure was already right at Darren's face, ready to make an attack. He

decided not to use his god's power, so he could show off his strength. If he was going to kill Darren, he

wanted to do it with just his physical strength.

Bang!

Darren quickly retaliated by striking his palm right at Finnegan's attack.

He also sneakily activated his black god's power. The two palms collided with a mighty burst. Suddenly,

a bloody mist rained down as Finnegan's right arm was crushed clean.

"Ah!"

He swiftly fell back and cried out in pain.

"You dirty rat! You used your god's power!" Finnegan roared.

"Are you stupid? This is a life or death battle. Why wouldn't he use his god's power? Idiot," sneered

Weber.

"So that's how it is, huh? I guess you've forced me to show you my true strength. Prepare to be

eliminated!

Chaotic Dragon Spear, come out!"

Finnegan grasped a black divine spear tightly in his right hand.

Weber's face twitched at the sight of the spear.

"Watch out, Darren! That spear is forged by his master and it contains the power of the deputy god,"

reminded Weber.

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Darren held his sword and blade in his hand.

Fizz!

The spear soared through the air.

Finnegan didn't use any particularly special martial arts skills when he launched the spear. He solely

depended on god's power to attack. The aggressive god-level spear intent didn't come entirely from

Finnegan. The spear itself also possessed the spear intent.

Darren also sensed the power of the strike. In theory, the spear intent of this strike was just a little

stronger than his sword intent.

But the sword intent was not Darren's only power.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, the shadows of his sword and blade clouded over the entire area.

Bang!

The spear intent and the blade and sword intents collided with an explosion in the air.

"Huh, I really didn't expect that this guy would be that strong. Despite this, Finnegan's spear intent is

not something to be messed with. It contains our master's god's power, so this guy will only meet his

doom in the end," one of Finnegan's companions commented.

A spear shadow then penetrated through Darren's blade and sword intents.

However, two streams of dark gold god's power suddenly appeared. One of them collided with the

spear shadow while the other shot at Finnegan directly.

"Eh?"

Sensing something was wrong, Finnegan quickly waved his spear to deflect the oncoming attack.

His spear successfully clashed with the dark gold god's power, but the force of the collision spread

through his arm, making it numb. He had no choice but to retreat dozens of feet back.

Darren, however, was not affected at all.

"You're too weak." Darren shook his head in disappointment. This man's strength was a little weaker

than he imagined.

He thought that since Weber feared these three people so much, they should've been stronger than

him. But now, it seemed that Finnegan's power was inferior to Weber's.

When Weber noticed this, his ego grew.

"Darren, let me deal with them!"

Weber had come to realize that the reason why he was afraid of these three warriors was that they

were more powerful and smarter than him when he was younger. But now that more than ten years had

passed, he had grown up and become more powerful than them.

The fear he felt in his heart was just a shadow of his traumatic childhood with them.

Now that he felt the knot inside him untie, he felt like he was freed.

"Okay, go ahead." Darren didn't bother to fight with them anymore, disgusted with their weakness.

"Ha-ha, Finnegan, I didn't expect you to be this trashy. Let me teach you a lesson today!" Weber stood

with hands on his hips and his head held high. It was the first time he felt so powerful in front of these

three people.

"It seems you have a death wish!"

Finnegan was getting angry and frustrated from being beaten down for several rounds now.

"Dragon Soaring Skill!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The space collapsed under the spear's shadows.

"Huh, what a wimpy skill!" Sharp thorns made of golden god's power grew all over Weber's body as he

rushed towards Finnegan.

"Oh no!" Weber immediately regretted his decision right after he rushed over. The spear shadows

released by Finnegan were now more than ten times stronger than before!

Weber's god's power quickly dissipated under the impact of the spear shadows. One of the spears

caught him in the leg as it dug right through.

"Please help me, Darren!"

Weber hastily fell back, and a spear shadow hit him right between his buttocks.

His figure stiffened up in mid-air. The pain rendered him speechless.

Swish!

A dark gold god's power came out and blocked the spear shadows that came at Weber. He avoided the

fate of being smashed into meat paste.

Weber fell heavily to the ground with his face down.

He stayed motionless while his face was buried in the mud. It drove him crazy. 'Ah! My handsome face!

Why am I so unlucky? And not only my face, my buttocks are also ruined....' he screamed in his heart,

feeling hopeless.

"That's too much, Finnegan! How could you use the Dragon Soaring Skill to deal with Weber? He

doesn't deserve a show of that much power!"

"Shut up!" Finnegan was so angry that he lashed out at his companions.

"Ahem, let me deal with them instead. Finnegan, you can have a rest."

"Fuck off, they're mine!"

Finnegan refused. He dashed towards Darren again.

Darren was not in the mood to continue the battle with him. He decided it was time to finally put an end

to it.

"Die!"

He activated his blade and sword intents, dark gold god's power, and black god's power all at the same

time.

Finnegan released his Dragon Soaring Skill again. As their god's power collided, the two of them also

fought with their bare hands.

The battle went on for a while, as their strength was almost on par with each another.

"Go to hell!"

Finnegan finally found an opening, and he thrust his spear at Darren.

Darren could only laugh in response.

It was a mistake that would cost Finnegan his life!

When the spear stabbed towards Darren, he suddenly vanished. From behind Finnegan, violent sword

intents started surging at him.

"I've been fooled!"

As soon as he realized what was going on, Finnegan drew his spear back and struck it the other way.

The moment he turned around, he felt a cold rush go down his back and blood splashed everywhere.

Only then did he realize that the sword intent behind him just now was the real trap. Darren didn't move

an inch. He was still there, waiting for him to turn his back.

Unfortunately, when he finally understood everything, the cold sword had already pierced through his

chest.

"Finnegan!"

The faces of his two companions were that of shock and horror.

They didn't expect that a young man who was merely at the low-level of the Star God Realm could be

so powerful! Was he also mentored by a deputy god? "Brat, release Finnegan at once, or you're dead

meat!"

Finnegan was still dangling from Darren's sword, choking up blood as he struggled to take the last of

his breaths.

"I don't know you guys, but you came at me and even wanted to kill me. Do you really expect me to just

let this guy go? Don't be so naive!" Darren spat coldly. Without even looking Finnegan in the eye, he

released his sword intent and smashed him into pieces.