CHAPTER 282 DARREN IN GRAVE DANGER (PART ONE)

Grasping for something to hold on to, Darren struggled to slow down his descent that came sooner

than he had expected. With a loud and alarming thud, he landed into the bottom of the vast crater.

"Arrrgggghhh," he let out a cry as he tried to move his back.

Left with no choice, the warrior had to lie still for a moment and let the pain ease away. As he observed

the place where he landed, a pungent scent rushed into his senses, allowing his eyes to linger. He

noticed that he was surrounded by unrecognizable black stuff covered in charcoal. The houses and

trees in the place were blackened with fire. It was as if the whole place was set in a fiery furnace—a

desolate scene.

Unable to move, Darren used his spiritual sense and started sensing a Primitive Stone. Within the

Raksa Sea, the scope of detection was strictly restricted. Thus, only the potent entities and elements

within a thousand feet could be traced. Those that were beyond the reach would remain hidden and

undetected.

"How come I can't sense a single piece of Primitive Stone? Did that guy lie to me?" snorted Darren. He

was starting to feel confused and uneasy. After trying for several times, Darren was frustrated as the

harsh reality dawned on him. No matter how hard he tried, he wasn't able to locate even a speck of

Primitive Stone.

On the verge of giving up, Darren raised his head and hollered at the vast stretch of emptiness that

surrounded him. The Primitive Stone was nowhere to be found, the Water Kylin at the same time just

vanished into thin air.

Putting much more effort on the search this time, finally, after an hour, Darren patterned a piece of

Primitive Stone intergrading in the center of a boulder.

"Gotcha!" Darren was bubbling over with excitement.

Having recovered and replenished some of his strengths, he swiftly flew to the location of the Primitive

Stone. With one swift blow of his hands, he broke the large rock in half and took a closer look. The

Primitive Stone was beaming a faint ghostly green sparkle.

However, the excitement in Darren's eyes vanished when on the top of the greenish treasure, he saw

that there perched a vicious scorpion. It was as if the tiny creature was guarding the gem. Its lobster-

like pincers and poisonous tail were motionless. Taking a closer look at the scorpion, it was, in fact,

dead and petrified.

Knowing that the scorpion would do him no harm, Darren paid no attention to the fossil. He raised his

hand and wiped the creature away from the stone carelessly. But to his surprise, the scorpion remained

perched on the rock—perfectly still and unmoved.

"Wait a second. Why are you still here, ugly scorpion? You are a real pest, aren't you? Eat some dust

and disappear!" mumbled Darren. After saying that, Darren made up his mind that today would be the

day for the unlucky creature to disappear.

Gently, he drew his sword, took aim, and poked the creature out from the stone. But all of a sudden,

the tiny scorpion popped up and dashed at Darren's eyes.

"What the hell?" Darren dodged the sudden attack. Thanks to his quick reflexes. "That was close!"

Darren's body came out in cold sweats. Oh, the vengeful stingy thing was getting even with him.

But the scorpion's revenge plan would be futile, the creature would not emerge victoriously, and Darren

would make sure of that. After the attack, Darren assumed that the scorpion was at the fifth or maybe

sixth stage of the Spirit Realm. It was rather impressive, but the problem was not thorny at all.

In dealing with creatures with such power as the scorpion, no one could afford to be careless, not even

Darren. When Darren was marveling at the achievement of the scorpion, the bellicose stingy soldier

had already launched its second attack. This time, it got Darren on his arm. "Ouch!" screamed Darren

out of pain. Its poisonous tail punctured Darren's forearm.

"You, ruthless creature! With what you have done, this means war now!"

Driven with anger, Darren threw a dozen attacks at the vicious animal. He was desperate to get even

after the stinging pain the scorpion had caused in his arm.

He was taken aback when out of the blue, a soft breeze brushed the sharp end of his weapon. The

breeze caused a deviation from the original target. Darren was astonished and mesmerized at the

same time.

Keeping his guard, he looked around and searched for the mysterious source of the counterforce.

Judging from the nature of the force, it came from something so gentle, so natural, and so woody!

There it was, Darren noticed it as buds reappeared on the scorched branches. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Bang, bang, bang!

When Darren was staring at the new buds, some jolly rocky round creatures also launched an attack

against him. A pile of stones frolicked behind him like baby lambs.

"Whhhoow! What the hell? Fossilized scorpion, dead trees, now what? War with baby rocks?" Though

the animated enemies put him on an alert, Darren had to admit that a bunch of merry, cute rocks

jumping around shooting their tiny gravels were kind of gross.

"Hit him! Hit him with your guns! Let him suffer!" the Water Kylin goggled at Darren, hidden in the

distance, chuckling and giggling in mirth. The Water Kylin was doing the cheerleading for the scorpion,

the buds, and the rock babies now. The beast was at bliss to see Darren being humiliated.

Soon enough, a ruthless fireball dropped on the jolly little fellows. The fire scorched them, causing

them to scamper away from Darren.

A little serious this time, Darren had no interest in such idiotic child games. It was such a waste of time.

Speaking of which, Darren lurched himself up into the sky, released his power, and carpeted a bombing

wave that devoured the scorpion, the buds, and the rocks, all at the same time.

He was not there for a species discovering trip. Thus, the bizarre creatures just annoyed him to his

limits. But what Darren didn't notice was, all the little creatures possessed a far greater strength. A fight

one-on-one would possibly end in a draw, let alone Darren was taking on a bunch of them at the same

time. His earth-shattering attack only attracted more and more of the crafty little creatures.

It was not a war at all; it was a hunting game. After a while, the worms hibernating under the scorched

earth sensed the heat. Opening their malicious eyes, they licked their tentacles and came toward

Darren in steady quietness.

In defense, Darren began to activate the demon core inside his body as he sensed the approaching

danger. Before it was too late, the core took over the body and momentarily, Darren turned into a

demon.

The gigantic demonic internal force, together with the sword intent and blade intent, was able to defeat

the bizarre ancient creatures.

At par with Darren and his demonic core, the creatures collectively were too big in number for him to

handle single-handedly. The rock spirits were surprisingly gifted at defense. Maybe not that surprising,

since they were rocks. Yet, it was a close match, and Darren must come up with something more

potent before they drained him out or the creatures would keep on increasing.