CHAPTER 462 THE BONANZA (PART ONE)

"This is so unlike you, all calm and confident. Do you even realize that you are about to die now? Has it

even sunk in yet?" Bradley figured that he could definitely kill Kaleb today so he decided to take his

time with his prey without any intention of rushing anything as he did not want to spoil the fun. After all,

in addition to his incomparable power, this place had been rigged with a rule array that he had prepared

for many years, so there simply was no way for Kaleb to escape. Absolutely no way. Bradley made

damn sure of that.

"Well, at least you got one thing right. I am indeed unlike Kaleb. Just see for yourself if you don't

believe me!" Darren knew that Bradley must have placed a lot of traps and array that most certainly

sealed this place airtight in order to kill Kaleb, so no one else could possibly know even if he revealed

his true identity. Bradley had it all planned out, and Darren was stuck.

"What the hell? What is going on here? Who are you? Where is...? How did you get in here?" Bradley

instantly grew solemn when he saw Darren, instead of Kaleb, standing in front of him. This man clearly

was not Kaleb. Bradley was taken aback by this sudden turn of events as many thoughts rushed

through his head. He needed to get a grip on the situation and resume control.

"Since I am not the real Kaleb, how about we sit down and have a benign conversation? I promise I'm

not a danger to you," Darren inquired as an attempt to find a clue regarding the whereabouts of his

sister. He figured that Bradley might know something about it. He needed to speak to him to find out.

"No, where is Kaleb? What did you do to him? Have you killed him? Where is he?"

Bradley was antagonized and rattled, which greatly surprised Darren who thought they could change

the subject now that Bradley saw him and realized he wasn't Kaleb.

"I killed him. There, are you happy now? I helped you get rid of him. Don't you think that you should be

grateful to me? What do you say? Kaleb is dead and I am here and we need to talk," Darren answered

coldly, but he was slightly irritated at the whole situation.

"Grateful? Are you kidding me? You must be out of your mind! How dare you kill him and expect me to

be grateful? Just how dare you? Who do you think you are? You don't understand, do you? It's not

getting through to you. He has to die by my hands! My hands only and nobody else's! Since you have

robbed me of that pleasure, then I can only kill you as his replacement and to quench my thirst! You

bloody fool!" Bradley shouted hysterically at Darren, with his eyes about to pop out of their sockets.

Darren frowned at Bradley's reaction. He had never expected that Bradley could get so angry with

Kaleb over a woman that he would want to kill him now that Kaleb was dead. It was all getting quite

complicated. It appeared to Darren that it was virtually impossible to get some information about his

sister out of Bradley now. But Darren needed to find his sister somehow. He must think of something.

Bradley's entire body was covered in runes as if it just caught on fire. His aura of a rule cultivator was

indeed formidable. His strength was incomparable. Furthermore, his Spirit Power alone was at least at

level 20, which was very high, and took a lot of effort.

When Bradley launched his attack against Darren, Darren just simply stood there, motionless. It

seemed that Darren was not going to attack, nor would he put up a defense. He looked as if he had

already given up. It seemed it was going to be a one-sided fight.

"Go to hell! You just go to hell I say!" Both of Bradley's hands morphed into runic hooks, coming

straight for Darren's chest with an intention of carving out his heart. Darren did not move an inch from

his place.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard.

It came from the black ring that Darren was wearing on his finger as it began to hedge the force of

Bradley's attack on its own. Darren did not have to do anything, the ring did it all.

"Ha-ha! You are so naive. Do you really think that tiny ring of yours can protect you from my wrath? You

haven't even begun to see my wrath! Tear! Tear!" Bradley shouted as a unique ruling power began to

gather around him and instantly tore through the defense of Darren's ring the second it was unleashed.

Darren had not anticipated that and was at a loss for words.

The way he saw it, Darren was as good as a dead man. He had no options left. Or so Bradley thought.

Although Darren had not moved an inch since the beginning of their fight, it did not mean that he came

unprepared. This was simply an illusion that Darren created so that Bradley could lose his vigilance This material belongs to .

thus giving him an opportunity to take him down. Darren still had a few tricks up his sleeve.

"Hurricane Teleportation Skill!" Darren directly activated the Teleportation Skill under the category of the

Wind Rule, and he disappeared in a split second, well before Bradley could reach him with his attack.

One second Darren was there, and the next he was gone.

"What? Where? How? How could you move like that? Who taught you this skill?" Bradley had never

thought that Darren also knew the Teleportation Skill, but he did not care much about it. "I have set up

an array in this place. You can run, but when you finally stop, you will definitely die at my hands! And I

will derive pleasure from it, extreme pleasure!"

The Teleportation skill would consume a lot of the Spirit Power and rule power, so it could only last

three to six seconds based on Bradley's experience, which was the reason why Bradley was so sure

that Darren would turn up somewhere in this place soon. He just had to wait and see.

"Who said anything about running? I am right here! Can't you see me?"

At this moment, a lot of sword and blade intents suddenly materialized and came straight for Bradley's

back along with a formidable dark gold internal force. It seemed Darren was about to fight after all.

"Ah! Ah! You are a martial artist! How could I miss that? A martial artist who has mastered the

Teleportation Skill! Who taught you? It takes years to master that skill!" Bradley's face suddenly

changed as he shouted out of surprise and awe at the martial artist he was facing and about to fight.

However, Bradley only panicked for a second before he regained his composure. He immediately

unleashed the Earth Shield to defend himself against Darren's attack. He knew he could beat Darren's

martial arts skills.

The fact that Darren was quite a powerful martial artist shocked Bradley, so he started taking him

seriously and directed all his energy to form the Earth Shield to cover his back. He was determined to

win this battle.

The way he saw it, this defense was fused with all his energy, which was more than enough to

withstand Darren's attack. He was very confident that he would be safe. In fact, he knew he would be

safe, because the Earth Shield was a mighty power.

It was almost amusing for Bradley to see Darren, who was only a martial artist with the pathetic

strength that was equivalent to a one-star grand warrior, trying to kill him as he knew that Darren's

efforts would be in vain, and it could only end up with him killing Darren instead. He looked forward to

that indeed. Bradley did not see any other way. He would make sure of that.