CHAPTER 620 SHARE THE HOLY WILL (PART TWO)
Cutting through the air, Darren's blade and sword intents turned into a massive sword along with a
mysterious light flashing. The mountains and rivers nearby were all shivering as if they were
surrendering to a mysteriously powerful sword intent.
Buzz...
In the turn of events, the tens of thousands of red swords that came after Darren also began to tremble
violently—like vines that withered instantly. A moment later, the red swords collided with Darren's bland
and sword intents. A thunderous, ear-shattering, and hair-raising explosion followed, a clear
manifestation of devastation.
The colorful lights illuminated the sky, and the broken sword intents smashed several mountain tops.
Caused by the clash, the earth, dilapidated as it was, was ablaze with raging flames. Stones, mounds,
grasses, bushes, and trees alike were on fire.
Billowing black smoke converged into heavy clouds, covering the entire space as if the doomsday was
coming.
In the sky, there was a loss on both sides. The sword intents from both Darren and Gaston all
dissipated.
'The power of five hundred times of my blade and sword intents were on par with that of the extreme
sword intent of Gaston.
It seems that I have underestimated him, ' Darren calculated in his mind.
Right then and there, Darren was worried because Gaston's extreme sword intent was so powerful. He
hadn't been so shaken until now after he had witnessed how dominating Gaston's sword intent was.
"Huh! I didn't expect you, a destined loser, to be able to contend against my extreme sword intent."
After he dispersed the rolling black fog, Gaston stared at Darren with a murderous look.
Judging from what had just happened, Gaston admitted that he was also surprised by Darren's
capabilities. Worst was, he had some Holy Will attached to that extreme sword intent to strengthen its
power. Under such a circumstance, it was supposed to be an exhausting ordeal for Darren to make an
equal match with him—yet he did.
A few kilometers away watching them, Isaac was also shocked by the scene. He had never expected
that Darren's strength could be increased so much in a short time. What even amazed him was the fact
that it was Gaston whom Darren was facing, a stalwart warrior who was incomparable when it came to
strength and skills.
At the same time, he was amazed by Darren's violent blade and sword intents on how such intents
increased in vitality and potency and had aided Darren in his combats.
Meanwhile, taking the opportunity of a brief rest, Isaac had cured his broken arm with plenty of magic
herbs and made himself recover to a state which was a little better.
"Darren, let's kill him together!"
Forthwith, Isaac flew over and stood beside Darren. His presence beside him, in turn, encouraged
Darren and added up to his will and determination to end Gaston's ruthlessness.
"Okay, this guy is too powerful that I can't kill him alone. Let's do this," Darren responded with a nod
towards Isaac.
"I didn't know you were that good, Darren. So, we should fight together than to fight alone.
Hold on, Darren, I'll share my Holy Will with you. Using my Holy Will, you'll be more powerful, and we'll
have a higher chance of winning," offered Isaac.
With that, Isaac stabbed his chest with his sword, and the hot, shining blood essence gushed out from
his chest momentarily.
A few seconds passed, and Isaac kept on pouring the Fringe Holy Will into his blood essence until it This material belongs to .
reached its limit. Careful as he could, he then transfused his blood essence into Darren's body.
Darren, of course, was thrilled to accept. It was with the thought that Isaac's Holy Will would make a
difference in their fight against the vile Gaston. After a while, the blood essence containing the Fringe
Holy Will merged into his body and crept through his veins like streams of water occupying a dried river
bed.
"Are you out of your mind, Isaac?"
Gaston shouted sullenly. It was too late for him to stop Isaac from sharing the Holy Will with Darren.
"Ha ha ha. Is that what you think? Then, I may say that to kill you, I am willing to do anything even if it's
something crazy. What do you say?" Isaac sneered while fixing his eyes in Gaston's direction.
"How pathetic are you! Even you transfuse eighty percent of your blood essence, you can only let the
bloke make use of your Holy Will for the moment. But after that, even if you survive, the Fringe Holy
Will you have comprehended will all vanish. It will never again be possible for you to conjure it in the
future.
You are just ruining your future by doing so. That brat doesn't deserve your sacrifice. Besides, even if
you do so and you two join together, you'll still be no match for me," Gaston nagged.
Though he tried his best to suppress it inside him, at this point, Gaston already had a hint of fear in his
heart.
Indeed he had defeated Isaac, but he knew it was not easy anyway. Otherwise, the fight that they had
wouldn't last for hours.
Now that they had joined against him, and knowing that Darren was as strong as Isaac, Gaston was
rattled. Moreover, what terrified him now was the fact that Darren possessed the Holy Will as well. As
for fighting against two strong enemies, he had no assurance to win and even sensed some danger on
his way.
'The young man is peculiar. He's cultivating both sword and blade skills at the same time. It's hard to
say whether he has other powerful means.' With all these thoughts battling in his mind, Gaston was
flustered—bothered and even soaked in sweat.
"Cut the crap! Even if I die today, I'll kill you first with my friend Darren,"
Isaac shouted. Apparently, he would not accept the fact that he had been severely beaten. Now that he
got the chance to take his revenge, he was geared up to kill Gaston. No matter what it took, he would
fight for it.
"Right. Today I'm going to kill you with my friend, Isaac. Let's fight!" Darren also gave a roar. After this,
his blade and sword intents, intensified with the Holy Will, swept around madly, waiting for Darren's
move to rush towards Gaston.