CHAPTER 559 THE CROSS MARK (PART ONE)

Though his head was throbbing in pain, and he seemed to be losing his balance, Darren struggled to

steady himself and stood his ground. Right at that very moment, he was too dumbfounded as he could

hardly breathe under the pressure of the tremendous force that was pressed upon him.

In a matter of three seconds, the expression on Mathew's face also changed dramatically. His eyes

popped wide as a much stronger killing sword intent burst out, rushing towards Darren.

'What was that? What happened?' Darren shouted the question in his heart, his face pale, and his

knees trembling, but he could not speak a word. Not a single word escaped his mouth as his voice was

totally inaudible amidst the rumbling sound of the clashing intents.

Boom!

Following the intense impact of the clash, cracks suddenly appeared in the space of the Starry Tower.

The tower was on the verge of collapsing as it was nearly smashed into pieces by both Mathew's and

Hanson's power.

"Phew! Phew! Ha-ha!"

A few seconds later, as the smoke and dust drifted off, a child-like, sharp voice was heard.

When Darren heard the voice, he was astounded that he was still alive. All the while, he thought the

deadly powers from Mathew and Hanson were aimed at him. But instead, he was protected by the

potency and infallibility of the stronghold provided by Mathew and Hanson. Even the pressure he felt

earlier seemed to have disappeared. Only a little itch was left in Darren's chest.

On the spur of the moment, while Darren was pre-occupied with what just happened, a hand appeared

out of nowhere, grabbed him, and threw him recklessly in the air. He was flung effortlessly like he was

just a piece of trash thrown in a bin.

At that very moment, when Darren was sent flying in the air, he caught a glimpse of a little figure. 'Was

that little creature, the one who sent me flying?' he asked himself silently.

For what seemed like an eternity, Darren was airborne for a long time before he could stabilize his

body. The moment he got a steady control of himself, he rushed back in a flash. Yet, he was wise

enough to dare not get too close to the little creature as that place was already full of irresistible power.

After some time, the cracks in the space gradually subsided. With a clearer view this time, Darren saw

a little kid who was less than three feet high perched on a mound. The kid looked rather rugged and

messy as his entire body was covered with mud.

From his point of view, the little guy had a baby face that was fat and voluptuous. In the same manner,

the creature's body was like a jar, and there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth. It appeared

to Darren that the little figure's whole body resembled a clay figurine, with a stiff expression.

Conformably, it was as if the creature was molded from mud and clay and turned out to be the little kid

that he was.

"What is that thing?" asked Darren with a grain of salt. From afar, Darren felt uneasy all over when he

saw that unusual thing. It reminded him of the creepy feeling that came naturally from the bottom of his

heart when he had seen Aaron for the first time. Similarly, his mind was spinning in search of

explanations to his questions.

"Babe! Babe!" chuckled the little creature in a voice that was thin and seemed to be forced out of his

chubby mouth.

As Darren listened intently, the creature's indolent young voice seemed to penetrate his eardrums,

reaching and racking his brain. Soon enough, Darren noticed that the solidified weird smile on the

creature's face changed a little, and his mud eyes seemed to have an invisible ray shot in Darren's

direction.

Bang!

Before the little creature could do anything, Hanson and Mathew unleashed their blows on that tiny

clayed figurine.

Countless intents enveloped the creature, and the spot where he was standing was soon towering with

dust and smoke. Darren could no longer catch sight of the creature and assumed that it was already

dead.

Indeed, as the wall of smoke and dust subsided, the clay figurine was smashed into pieces before it

could escape. The figure standing on the mound earlier was now joined with the sand in the ground—

pulverized and lifeless.

A moment later, after such ear-shattering chaos, silence resumed. Despite the peaceful ambiance,

Darren looked uneasy when he saw the two elders flew over and approached him.

"Damn it! It seems that the Starry Tower has been infiltrated. If only the master is here, none of the

creatures from the Formidable Ghostdom will dare to come close as they will certainly be dead!"

Mathew muttered with dire vexation evident on his face.

He then shifted his gaze to Hanson and warned him, "Hanson, be careful, it seems that those creatures

have spotted you again."

Hearing such a warning from Mathew, Hanson was silent for a moment. He held into his silence and

didn't utter a word until he flew to Darren's side. After which, the moment he confirmed his assumption, C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

he frowned and said, "I'm afraid those creatures didn't come for me."

With that, he pointed his finger and cut off a piece of Darren's clothes in front of his chest. Such action

baffled Darren at once and made him look down at his chest. He did so to clear his mind off as to what

was Hanson referring to.

Aghast and paled, the three of them were horror-stricken, and their faces darkened as their eyes were

fixed at Darren's chest.

There it was, raw and glaring on Darren's chest—the mark of a half-done black cross.

"Damn it!" Hanson roared at the sight of such a mark. He was filled with horror and hopping mad at the

same time. Turning to Mathew, he continued, "Those creatures are targeting Darren. He's been marked

even when he is inside the Starry Tower."

Like the Formidable Ghostdom, the Starry Tower also existed between the spaces. But generally, no

one dared to get close to the tower because the avatar of the young man with black and white sword

eyes was carefully guarding the Starry Tower. Those who dared to come near the tower with

undesirable intentions would surely die.

However, for some reason, the young man with black and white sword eyes couldn't send out his

avatar to guard here for a while. Thus, those greedy and aggressive creatures from the Formidable

Ghostdom took the chance and trespassed the Starry Tower.