CHAPTER 760 THE SHURA FORCE

The three phantoms moved about mysteriously.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dark Rule and Primitive Fighting Force rushed toward Darren at the same time, moving so fast that

they became a blur.

Darren's dragon body exuded the power of the olive-black force as he concentrated the power on the

dragon tail. He was ready to give it a sweep.

However, before he could strike, everything began to change.

The black-robed phantom suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already been

integrated into the Primitive Fighting Force.

The same thing happened to the two cyan-armored men, but they seemed to have been absorbed into

the Dark Force.

"Ah! I've got it." Darren realized that they used the Shura Formula.

The three shadows charged toward Darren, each with a varied degree of strength but all fatal,

nonetheless.

"Roar!"

Darren's voice boomed and he swept the dragon's tail out.

The unparalleled force dissipated. Nate stood on the other side, shocked from the magnitude of the

power. He began to cough out blood.

The dragon flew between the two powers. The three shadows all became bloody red. They moved so

fast that even Darren could not keep up with them.

"Bloody Shura!"

One of the phantoms that used Primitive Fighting Force carried a spear and hurled it towards Darren.

Darren deflected the weapon with his dragon claw.

The power rippled throughout the space and shook the stone walls, causing them to collapse.

The blow threw Darren off and many of his scales were broken.

"This is really powerful!"

Darren was astounded at the strength that the phantoms were able to accumulate in such a short time.

"Really? This is just the beginning! "

Another one of the phantoms that cultivated Primitive Fighting Force flew towards Darren and shot a

blast towards him. The blast bore a bloody hole in Darren's body.

"You are too weak to withstand even a single blow!" the phantom mocked.

Darren grew furious.

His body morphed and targeted one of the phantoms.

As both the dragon blood aura and demonic internal force peaked, the air seemed to freeze. Black

power spread in the space and opened up a crack in the ground. It was ferocious and terrifying.

"You are becoming stronger? But it is still no use!"

Blood-red light shone around one phantom. It looked like there was a surging sea of blood roaring

behind him.

The blood-red light appeared menacing, and gave off a chilling noise that made it sound like it was

crying and groaning.

The olive-black force collided with the blood-red light.

The olive-black force was crushed in the collision and they began to dissolve into mist.

The blood-red light continued on its trajectory and enveloped Darren's entire body.

After the light had spread, a body covered in blood emerged from it.

"Darren!"

Strangely, Nate wasn't hurt by the dispersed power of the battle.

However, he realized that Darren was in grave danger.

"How can someone as weak as you resist the Shura Force?"

one of the phantoms said in an indifferent and disdainful voice. Before he finishing his sentence, he

flew down and landed beside Darren. He raised his hand and shot out a red light from his palm, which

he used to hold Darren down.

Bang!

In a flash, Darren's bronze armor appeared on his body. The red light reflected against the metal and

shot back towards the phantom, hitting it square on the shoulder.

The phantom hissed in anger.

"No! No!"

the three phantoms roared, their voices shaking the walls. They were terrified at what might happen

next.

They feared Darren's armor, and they contemplated begging for mercy.

"Humph." Darren snorted and transformed back into his human state. The Dark Emperor Armor went

about restoring his body and healing his wounds.

Now that Darren had the Dark Force coursing through his veins, the armor seemed to fit him better. He

was surprised at how fast he was recovering. He felt as if he were one with the armor, its power giving

him life.

Darren slowly got up from the ground, scars covering the surface of his skin. However, he had regained

his strength and was determined to use it.

"Shura Force is actually quite powerful," Darren said.

Just now, the power that he had felt was almost as strong as the dark gold internal force at its prime. It

was so strong that he almost couldn't resist it, even after turning into a dragon. He almost died.

"Dark Emperor—"

"Distinguished Dark Emperor—"

"Stand up! He is not the Dark Emperor! There is no reason for you to be afraid!" the phantom in black

who cultivated the Dark Rule shouted coldly, bringing the other two to their senses.

"It's just the Dark Emperor's armor."

"Ha! He has been dead for millions of years. We don't have to be afraid of him." One of the shadows

laughed to himself.

"This boy was merely under the protection of the armor, which made it difficult for us to kill him!"

The Dark Emperor's remained aura made the armor vibrate with power, which incapacitated the

phantoms. They could not even execute the Shura Force to its fullest extent.

"Alien race," one of the shadows began, pointing at Darren. "Since you are under the Dark Emperor's

protection, I will let you go. Just this once. Get out of here!"

After thinking for a moment, the three of them had reached a decision. They didn't want to offend the

Dark Emperor, even though he had been dead for millions of years.

"Darren! Let's get out of here! Um, thank you, Ancestors!" Nate faced the three phantoms and

kowtowed to them.

The phantoms snorted coldly. They looked disdainfully upon Nate, but they still moved the stone

blocking the entrance of the chamber.

Darren didn't say a word. He walked with Nate towards the entrance and just before they could both

get out, he pushed Nate out and rolled the stone back in place.

"Another battle!" Darren turned around and shouted angrily.

"Humph! You idiot. Do you think we can't kill you just because you have the Dark Emperor's armor?"

"We have shown you mercy for the sake of the Dark Emperor, but your foolishness will lead you to your

death!"

The three phantoms once again activated the Shura Force.Belongs © to .

Darren's face twisted with fury and he prepared himself for a fight.

He actually had another goal. The Shura Force was so mighty—how could he give up without attaining

it?

One of the phantoms turned blood red all over. Holding his spear, he dashed towards Darren.

Boom!

The blade and sword intents surged out. Protected by the Dark Emperor's armor, Darren was able to

withstand the attacks thrown at him.

Even though Darren was clearly the underdog in this battle, he made sure to observe every move of his

opponents, calculating the strength and the attacks used on him.

Countless battle tracks flashed through Darren's mind. Combining with the formula he had memorized,

he realized what he had to do.

"Their Shura Force is too weak!"

Darren realized that their Primitive Fighting Force and Dark Rule merely supported one another but

were far from working as a perfect fit.

He marveled at the Shura Force. Even just like this, the power of the Shura Force was already

extremely powerful. If the two forces were perfectly matched, how much more powerful would it be?

Darren began losing ground after fighting for a long time. He would have been defeated miserably, had

it not been for the power of the Dark Emperor's armor.

Whoosh!

Darren retreated while fighting, and then he flew to the side of the three dead bodies.

"Assimilate!"

He released some of his power and began to assimilate some Primitive Fighting Force from one of the

corpses.

"I will kill you one by one after I evolve the Shura Force," Darren sneered.