CHAPTER 374 LANDON'S STRENGTH

Though the day started peacefully and everything appeared normal, a tense atmosphere filled the air.

The news of Darren making a scene three days ago had spread throughout the imperial city of Doriath.

People were talking about the incident, and today in the town, many low-level warriors crowded into the

streets to wait. They were anticipating to witness a bloody massacre.

"Look, there is Darren!"

Everyone looked up and saw a figure land from the clouds onto the top of the royal palace as a middle-

aged warrior pointed at Darren's descending figure from the sky.

"Damned emperor, get out of your foxhole!"

Darren yelled, facing the palace where the emperor was lurking.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In a flash, more than thousands of people flew onto the roofs of the palaces. Darren wondered if they

flew in to stand guard or to have a more unobstructed view of what was about to happen.

A middle-aged man in yellow robe stood proudly and bravely in front of the crowd and faced Darren.

Not a trace of fear was betrayed on his face, nor on the aura that exuded out of him.

"Who the hell are you, badass? How dare you threaten to assassinate me? If you would surrender, I

will let you die with your body intact!" The emperor looked at Darren contemptuously, without fear of the

latter.

Darren was a little surprised. Just three days ago, the emperor was scared to death as if seeing a

ghost. Yet now, he was behaving so arrogant. He must be supported by someone behind, someone

whom he relied so much upon—someone so powerful.

"Hum, very well, how arrogant you are today! But you are about to die.

Tell me! Is killing and enslaving the Chu Clan in Valmar made under your orders?" Darren did not

intend to kill him in a rushed manner. Instead, he pronounced his crimes for everyone to know.

"Yes! What would you do about it? Who do you think you are, brat? Do you want to influence my

decision?

The Chu Clan deceived me, so I can deal with them as I wish. Do you have any questions? Hahaha"

The emperor was so confident because of the assurance that Holy Lord Landon promised to back him

up. He knew that Darren was no match for the Holy Lord, and that the boy would sure eat some dust in

the hands of Landon. Thus, right at that very moment, not a tinge of fear was traced in his voice—he

was not afraid of Darren at all.

"How did the Chu Clan deceive you?" Darren said, icily. His brows were joined in a furrow because he

was confused by the emperor's words.

"Don't talk nonsense! If I say whoever has been guilty of deceiving me, then that is it. I can also kill

whomever I do not like. You think you can stop me, huh?" the emperor challenged Darren.

"Well, with that attitude of yours, you are seeking death! Today I am going to cut your head off in front

of all the civilians, you asshole!" fed up by the emperor's arrogance, Darren announced before he

leaped to attack the emperor.

"How dare you! Go ahead, warriors! The one who kills this guy will receive an immense reward from

me," the emperor yelled, and then more than one thousand warriors behind him rushed towards

Darren.

Although Darren did not move that much, the warriors' bodies directly exploded into a large cloud of

blood mist in the blink of an eye. Not even a sweat dropped out of Darren's body. The emperor was

flabbergasted.

"On your knees! Now!" Darren roared, each word sending a chill that pierced through the bones.

Sensing such tremendous pressure, fear, and threat, all at the same time, the emperor's leg bones

were crushed. Though his heart and mind protested, his knees disagreed and voluntarily knelt.

"What about the man behind you? The one whom you relied so much upon? Why doesn't he come to

rescue you?" asked Darren, who looked jokingly at the emperor.

"Save me, Holy Lord!" the emperor shouted desperately at the sky while he was sweating and

trembling like a pig.

Darren just watched him shout and plead, as if a cat was looking for a moribund mouse.

"Keep shouting! Even if God himself comes, he can't save you today, not to mention a Holy Lord!"

with a smirk, Darren told the emperor ironically, after the latter had shouted the Holy Lord's name for

more than a hundred times.

"Sir, please forgive me." The emperor panicked and kowtowed to Darren expectantly, begging for

mercy. The arrogant behavior he had displayed earlier was totally gone now and was replaced with

pathetic pleading for Darren to spare him his life.

"Haha, weren't you very arrogant just now? Weren't you such a powerful emperor that you can kill

whoever you did not like? Do you think you still deserve to live, bastard?

It's enough! Your cruelty ends now! Go to hell!"

Swearing that before the emperor's face, Darren fired a trace of sword intent, directly cutting off the

emperor's head. The clock seemed to stop ticking, and everyone froze as the emperor's head hit the

ground, bathed in his blood.

Rumble!

Pretty soon, the wind and clouds were surging rapidly in the sky, flashes of green lightning violently

shone and illuminated the firmament.

A few figures appeared over the horizon, and all swarmed up to where Darren was standing.

"How dare you slaughter innocent people in this ordinary land, Darren?" The figure of Holy Lord

Landon loomed in the thick clouds, seeming exceedingly terrible.

"Hum, I already knew you were here! All right then, there is no need to show off. Just come down and

fight against me to death!" being challenged by now, Darren roared coldly, standing upright and looking

up at the sky.

"How impudent you are!" Holy Lord Landon yelled—mountains and rivers were shaking at the sound of

his voice.

"Ugh, it is so horrible! Run! Everybody run and save your lives," shouted a terrified onlooker.

"Is he a god? A true god?" asked another older man.

While everyone in the southern land saw the influential figure who was wrapped by green lightning, the

martial artists in the imperial city were fleeing in fear. Far away from the imperial city, almost ninety

percent of the civilians in the countries of the southern land knelt down and devoutly kowtowed towards

the Holy Lord to pay homage.

"Screw you! Did you kill my father?" Darren's voice was mixed with his blade and sword intent, as well

as with fury that was brewing inside him.

In any low-level martial artist's point of views, he was as powerful as a god. He was so filled with anger

that anytime from now, he would burst into a dangerous fighter that could end one's life in an instant.

"Holy Lord, it is enough to let all these mortals know that you come here to put down this devil. If you

wait too long, I am afraid the enforcement team of the grand warriors will come here." The older man

beside Landon warned the Holy Lord.

"Well, just be patient. I am about to kill him," saying that, Holy Lord Landon directly shot a potent aura

towards Darren.

"Hmm?" Darren frowned. He felt that Landon's strength was so strong that he had almost no resistance

against it.

Rumble!

A burst of green lightning covered the sky. It flashed towards Darren like many huge dragons breathing

fire along the way.

Boom!

As a counter-attack, Darren released the olive-black force and the dark gold internal force and then fled

away at his fastest speed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Landon's green lightning and Darren's two powerful forces collided head-on, and then the whole city

was shaken to destruction.

"Holy Lord, please kill that boy instantly, or something will go wrong pretty soon!" The older man was

quite anxious, as he knew that the destruction of the imperial city would certainly soon attract the

enforcement team.

Being reminded, Holy Lord Landon flashed forward to face Darren.

"Do you intend to escape?" he blurted out.

"Shit!" Darren was shocked as he looked at the figure in front of him, who was wrapped by green

lightning. Unexpectedly, Holy Lord Landon showed a mighty aura of strength, nearly comparable to the

creature in black shell that Darren had met in the Devil Den of the Raksa Sea.

"Damn it! He is at least a top three-star grand warrior!" Realizing his opponent's actual skills, Darren

was extremely shocked. He immediately mobilized the force of control.

"Water Kylin, come out!"

Howl!

Howl!

With a mighty howl spreading all over the area, a fearsome black figure showed up. It leaped in the sky

and landed beside Darren, causing towers of dust to rise in the air. The howls the beast made added a

deadly air in the previously catastrophic atmosphere in the area.

Wasting no time, the Water Kylin stretched out one of his front hooves and hit Landon back away.

"Ah, what a mighty aura! How could this boy summon a legendary beast?" The older man had never

expected such a situation.

"Well, I can't believe that you have a legendary beast to help you, but you are doomed to die!"

After a short while of shock, Landon released a colossal swirl of green lightning, and the great force

nearly made the sky fall apart.

"Oh, my goodness! Master, he is nearly a four-star grand warrior. I am afraid that his strength could

compare with that of Finley!" The Water Kylin shouted with a trace of nervousness in his voice as he

felt the violent aura of Landon's strength.

Standing behind the Water Kylin, Darren was greatly astonished. He had never expected that the Holy

Lord Landon had such mighty strength—it was utterly beyond his imagination.

His existence was unreasonable and not allowed in the four regions. He was really a terrible enemy to

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"Water Kylin, lure him away to a desolate place. I am going to open up the Ancient Void Battlefield and

ask Finley to deal with him!" Darren instructed the Water Kylin.

"Okay, master, I can resist this guy's power for more than ten days," replied the beast.

With that, the Water Kylin then carried Darren towards the border of the southern land in a bottleneck

speed.