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Chapter 412 The Water Kylin Was Stranded (Part Two)

Chapter 412 The Water Kylin Was Stranded (Part Two)

CHAPTER 412 THE WATER KYLIN WAS STRANDED (PART TWO)

The Water Kylin went after them. He didn't hesitate and showed no mercy as he killed each of them

with just one strike of his claw.

"You all have to die! I will kill you!" The Water Kylin roared in fury, his voice making even Darren and

the other two back off a few steps. Goosebumps formed on their bodies and they were all just glad to

have the Water Kylin on their side. There was no getting in the way of that pure, unadulterated rage.

Nevertheless, Darren wasn't too worried about it. What he cared about was acting fast. He was doing

his best to assimilate the talent of the dead creatures.

An hour passed, and the Water Kylin was still attacking the river with his lightning. About ten more dark

green creatures came out of the river and the Water Kylin immediately killed them on sight.

As for Darren, he was ready for every single one, as he didn't want to waste any of their leftover talent.

He kept assimilating it. His talent upgraded almost two levels in a row. At this point, he was at the top Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

level of level two of the Heaven Degree!

After all of this, there didn't seem to be any more Invisible Panthers coming out of the river. However,

the Water Kylin in his rage just kept his lightning attack coming, never pausing. It took a long while for

him to finally stop.

When he did, it was like all the rage left his body in one go, and it seemed like it was the only thing that

had kept him going. He fell down on the ground as if he lost all his strength. Breathing hard, he looked

absolutely exhausted after all this fighting.

"Damn it! I almost died because of those petty creatures!" The Water Kylin had his head hanging low.

His tongue rolled out and touched the ground. He huffed.

"What the hell happened? Why were there so many Invisible Panthers? And where is Ethan? Is he

dead?" Darren asked, firing one question after the other at the Water Kylin. His head was simply

buzzing from all the questions he needed answers to.

"Let me rest for a while before answering your questions, okay? My body hurts." With these words, the

Water Kylin just closed his eyes and entered a state of restoring his energy.

Seeing how drained he was, Darren respected his need for rest. He sat down beside the Water Kylin

with his two friends, and together they waited for him to wake up again. They didn't dare to cross to the

other side of the river before they knew what the hell had happened to him. As it was, it just didn't seem

safe to spread out.

It was okay, though, as Darren was preoccupied. His talent was now at level two of the Heaven

Degree. He really wanted to know how fast he could gear up. So he sat with his legs crossed and

started absorbing the spiritual energy of the nature around him.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Then, a thick mist started forming around the river. It appeared

so suddenly that it startled Timothy and Abelard. They looked at Darren with surprised eyes that

reflected the shock they felt.

"What the hell! I wonder which level Darren's talent is at? Even the spiritual energy that wasn't

absorbed by him formed a thick mist! What a sight!"

"His talent must be above level one of the Heaven Degree! No wonder Darren is so powerful and good

at fighting."

Both Timothy and Abelard were at the top level of level nine of the Earth Degree. They only got to

reach this degree because they had been practicing with countless treasures and magic herbs since

they were just kids. It had taken a lot of sweat and effort on their parts. Thinking of how much time and

energy they invested, they couldn't help but be a little envious of Darren, whose talent was far above

theirs in the Heaven Degree.

"It has been such a productive journey so far. It's really an honor to know someone as talented as

Darren," Abelard said, despite his envy also feeling positively impressed and in awe.

"Yeah, you are right. We really can't compete with Darren. He's really good. He even tamed a

legendary beast for God's sake!" Timothy was frankly still in disbelief about that. Besides that, though,

he was also happy that he got the chance to meet a strong and powerful martial artist like Darren. Who

wouldn't like him?

However, his power wasn't the reason why Timothy wanted to be friends with Darren. It was obvious

just how strong and powerful Darren was, which meant he could help Timothy in times of need. But that

wasn't important. Timothy was very picky when it came to making friends and didn't let people get close

to him easily. Darren had grown on him because he was easy-going and had a great personality. It was

simple as that. Timothy was glad that they met and became friends.

Lost in his musing, time kept ticking by. Another day passed in relative silence. Then, Darren finally

woke up.

"Wow. This time, it really felt different after upgrading my talent. I have now reached the top level of the

primary stage of the Wonder Realm." Darren mumbled to himself. After assimilating a great amount of

spiritual energy from nature, he finally managed to upgrade further, even if it was just by a bit. He

moved his limbs a little, feeling stiff after not moving for so long.

Timothy and Abelard heard what he had said to himself. And to say that they were surprised was an

understatement. They glanced at each other, almost as if to make sure they hadn't just imagined it all,

and then looked back at Darren.

"What did you say, Darren?"

"Don't joke about something like that, Darren!"

They sat up straight and stared at Darren as if they were looking at a monster.

"Eh? What? What did I say?" Darren was still coming out of his trance-like state, feeling lost and

confused. He looked at his friends with a bemused expression.

"You said that you have reached the top level of the primary stage of the Wonder Realm..."

"Yeah, the top level of the primary stage of the Wonder Realm..."

Timothy and Abelard both repeated the same thing, too dumfounded to say much more or express

themselves differently. They stared at Darren, eagerly awaiting his response.