CHAPTER 411 THE WATER KYLIN WAS STRANDED (PART ONE)

"I don't think that's a good idea. We can easily tell that the fight there is violent. I'm afraid that if we go

there, we will be in danger," Abelard said after a moment, his voice betraying the worry he felt.

Darren was still staring in the direction of the noise and flash of light. Like the other two, he had of

course also heard the unmistakable sounds of a fight. If he was honest, it shocked him as well. It didn't

seem like an ordinary fight, far from it, it sounded like a fight between many powerful beings. But that

meant if they got there early, he could surely assimilate more talent.

"I know you two want demonic monsters' blood. If we get there after everything calms down, the useful

composition of the blood will probably be gone already. So, I suggest we go there immediately. We just

need to be extremely careful," Darren finally replied. Slowly, he rose to his feet, getting ready to move.

"All right. We will do as Darren says. But it would be better to first call back your legendary beast,

Darren. It's safer and a great advantage for us if he accompanies us," Abelard suggested, following suit

and getting to his feet as well. He brushed away some dirt from his pants, an anticipatory nervousness

making his heart beat a bit faster.

"Yeah, Abelard has a point. How about we go look for your legendary beast first, Darren?" Timothy

agreed with Abelard's idea while surveying his surroundings, once again alert.

"Okay, you two are right. Let's go get him first." Darren knew his friends had a valid point. Without

doubt, it would be much safer if the Water Kylin went with them. They didn't really know what was

awaiting them at the scene of the fight, after all. They wasted no time and flew up, searching for the

Water Kylin around the forest. They couldn't spot him anywhere.

"Is it possible that the Water Kylin is in danger? He should have already been back by now," Timothy

speculated with a frown on his face, his tone worried. He had felt fairly safe in the knowledge that

nothing could happen to a powerful being like the Water Kylin, but after hearing and seeing that

powerful fight from a distance, he wasn't so sure anymore.

Hearing his words, Darren couldn't help but get worried as well. On the other hand, he knew the Water

Kylin fairly well. He was like a naughty puppy sometimes, one that just wanted to play and forgot to

follow orders. Maybe he had wandered off somewhere to have fun and simply lost track of time. It was

impossible to tell.

"Let's look for him first," Darren responded, trying to stay calm and not let his imagination run wild. It

served no purpose to speculate at a time like this.

"Oh! I almost forgot. Finley can feel his aura." Darren suddenly remembered the time Finley had told

him how he had planted his aura on the Water Kylin a long time ago. Even if he was in the Ancient Void

Battlefield, he would still be able to locate the Water Kylin right now.

Realizing this, Darren didn't waste any time and immediately used his spiritual sense to send a

message to the Ancient Void Battlefield. "Finley, do you know where the Water Kylin is right now? Is he

in danger?"

Hearing Darren's words, Finley instantly responded in an urgent tone, "You should have contacted me

earlier, Darren. He is stranded right now. If you don't find him soon, he will probably die!"

"What the hell? Do you have any idea what happened?" Darren was shocked. The thought that

something like this could happen never even crossed his mind.

"I don't know exactly what happened. I just know that it's a very powerful rule spell that stranded him,

and he is also being attacked right now. Go save him! I will show you with my spiritual sense where he

is." With these words, Finley sent a message with the use of his spiritual sense to Darren's head. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Immediately, Darren could see where he had to go.

"Okay, I am going!

Come on, Timothy and Abelard. Follow me. Hurry!" Darren called out to them as he was already

rushing away, and together they flew to the river Darren could see in his mind.

With Finley directing the direction with his spiritual sense, they arrived at the place that Finley had

pointed out to them in no time.

Looking around, they noticed it was right beside the river that divided the forest in two. Once they got

this close, they realized that the river was quite wide, which was unexpected. In fact, it spanned at least

ten miles in width.

But the river was also calm, the water looking undisturbed. They frantically looked around, but nobody

could see the Water Kylin there.

"I can't find the Water Kylin. He's not here, Finley," Darren told Finley with his spiritual sense.

"He is stranded under the spell. Launch an attack at the river!" Finley instructed him, his voice still

conveying the urgency he felt.

"Okay,"

Darren answered and then didn't hesitate to attack the surface of the river. He used all kinds of

powerful skills, trying one after the other in a desperate attempt to reach the Water Kylin quickly.

It was just as Finley had said. After relentlessly attacking the calm river for a while, strange runes

started shining on the surface of the river. The place that was restricted by the runes was about 100

feet wide.

"Come on, Timothy, Abelard. Attack with me!" Darren instructed his companions, needing their help to

deal with this. Timothy and Abelard took out their weapons right away and started attacking the place

with all their might. They were still exhausted from the previous fight, but they didn't let that stop them

or slow them down.

After attacking non-stop for over an hour, sweat was dripping down their foreheads and their bodies

were aching. Still, they kept going and in the end it seemed to pay off. The river under the runes finally

started boiling, and they could also hear roars coming from underneath the river.

"Ahhhh!"

The moment the runes started to shake, a black figure roared out loud, and rushed to the runes,

breaking them with a mighty force. It was the Water Kylin.

The Water Kylin had finally broken free, and blue fire was burning in his angry eyes. He was furious

right now, his body pulsating with the force of his rage.

The hairs all over his body stood up due to the anger that made his blood boil. He called out a colorful

lightning that was thirty feet wide, aiming it directly at the river.

It struck its goal with a powerful cackle. After the attack, countless dead bodies floated up. Before

anybody could even get a good look at them, the river exploded. Suddenly, about seven or eight dark

green figures rushed out.