CHAPTER 836 ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND SENIOR HOLY WARRIORS
The dodecahedral crystal encircled Darren and prevented the terrifying fiendish aura released from the
explosion from hitting him.
The waves of runes that shot out from the dodecahedral crystal dispersed the fiendish aura, turned the
aura into the most original power, and then disappeared.
Barnes the Holy appeared in front of Darren.
"Ha-ha, the fiendish aura can mobilize my Fake God Character." Barnes the Holy was indeed very
excited.
His Fake God Character had appeared twice in a row because of the fiendish aura. This kind of
fiendish aura could awaken his most primitive instinct, and he could attack his rivals with the Fake God
Character. Even the mysterious power that suppressed him was ineffective now. No wonder Barnes the
Holy was excited!
Barnes the Holy thought that if he found the fiend who had condensed a gray pyramid shadow to battle
him a moment ago, he might even remove the suppressive force in his body and return to his peak.
The thought put Barnes the Holy in a good mood. Soon, he lifted Darren and flew upward.
Although they had been flying for three days and nights, Barnes the Holy still couldn't leave the
magma.
"Damn it! My Fake God Character is ineffective now. My speed is too slow,"
Barnes the Holy muttered as frustration coursed through him.
"Well…" Darren woke after a light snort.
After speaking with Barnes the Holy, he learned that at the last minute, it was Barnes the Holy who had
saved him.
"Where's that guy who resembles me?" Darren suddenly remembered that although the fake Darren
had detonated the crystal, he hadn't died.
"He ran away."
"Why didn't you catch him?" Darren was unhappy when he heard the news.
"Brat, don't be so presumptuous. I saved your life twice. How dare you ask for more favors?"
"Ahem." Darren was rendered speechless by Barnes the Holy's arrogance.
"Where are the monkey and Caroline?" Darren asked despite Barnes the Holy's uncivil nature, as he
was anxious about his friends.
"Go and find them yourself. I have to leave now," Barnes the Holy declared before he turned to depart.
"Okay." Darren flashed toward the space under the ground.
"Come back! Take me with you!" Barnes the Holy shouted.
"I thought you are too busy to help me. Isn't that the case? Or were you lying?" Darren laughed as he
flew back.
"Fuck off! I'm not busy now. Take me with you." If Barnes the Holy wanted to fly out of the magma, it
would take him several years given his speed. And so, he had to ask Darren for help.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A huge roar sounded, and the sea raged again.
A blood-red body suddenly shot out from the seabed.
"Ha-ha-ha! I'm free now!"
It was the senior holy warrior from the ancient times.
Darren and Barnes the Holy were nearby when the senior holy warrior broke free from his confinement.
When Darren sensed the breath of the ancient senior holy warrior, he immediately hid with Barnes the
Holy.
'Oh, my God! He is free from the suppression now!' Darren thought.
The ancient senior holy warrior growled as he glanced around. When he found that he was alone, he
turned toward the sea and turned his palm downward. A tremendous force rushed to the bottom of the
sea.
Bang!
Two figures were blasted out by that power.
"It's the monkey and Caroline!" Darren's heart tightened when he saw his friends. "Barnes the Holy, we
need to find a way to save them."
"This is none of my business. As my ability is limited, I cannot help you." Barnes the Holy shrugged his
shoulders and appeared indifferent.
"What are you talking about? Where is your crystal? Your crystal was so awesome when you used it a
short while ago."
"Cut the crap. If I could motivate my Fake God Character, I could kill all of you in a minute. But,
unfortunately, I can't." He rolled his eyes at Darren.
Darren sighed. It seemed pointless to rely on Barnes the Holy.
Whoosh!
Without another word, Darren rushed toward his friends.
"What? How dare you? Are you asking for death?"
When the ancient senior holy warrior saw Darren, his husky voice filled with killing intent.
"Let them go," Darren roared.
"Ha-ha, who do you think you are?"
"Do you want to know where my Shura Force comes from?" Darren asked.
"Will you tell me how you cultivated the Bloody Shura Force if I let go of these two beasts?"
"No, they are not beasts. They are my friends."
"I have to say that you are too naive. The Bloody Shura race is born with the Bloody Shura Force.
There's no cultivation method. You are foolish if you think you can lie to me!"
The ancient senior holy warrior had been confined under the sea for so long. He once lived in the era
during which the Bloody Shura race existed for a very short time. When the Bloody Shura race
emerged, their best warriors swept through the whole continent. Even a senior holy warrior with four
conflicting martial arts skills had to avoid them.
Nevertheless, this fierce race only existed for three thousand years before it disappeared and was
never heard from again.
Although three thousand years seemed like a long time, in history, it appeared too bizarre for such a
powerful race to disappear overnight.
After the disappearance of the Bloody Shura clan, many talented people tried to study their strengths
as they wanted to reach their peak with the help of the Shura Force. But, no one had ever succeeded.
As the senior holy warrior from the ancient times had been obsessed with the Shura Force, he spent
one hundred thousand years studying it.
His study had revealed to him that he would never get the true Shura Force as only the Bloody Shura
clan could have it.
Hence, he didn't believe Darren's words.
"If I kill you and examine your inner body, my Shura Force may be enhanced." The bloody eyes of the
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Darren's heart sank. He didn't expect that the senior holy warrior would think like this. Now, he was in
trouble.
"You will get nothing if you kill me." Darren tried to negotiate one last time.
"Is that so? Then, I don't want anything from you! Once I open the passageway, the other senior holy
warriors from the ancient times will return. Then, the entire world will be ours!"
Darren's curiosity was piqued when he heard this declaration.
"Ha-ha! Do you believe that you guys could conquer the entire world? Even if you have one or two
companions that haven't woken yet, you can't occupy the entire world. Barnes the Holy who just
suppressed you will recover his combat power after two months. Then he can kill you with one finger,"
Darren taunted as he wanted to trick the senior holy warrior to reveal more secrets.
"The black monkey has astonishing potential. But when one hundred thousand ancient senior holy
warriors return, we'll be able to drown him with our spittle."
The ancient senior holy warrior smiled as he imagined the scenario where he and his companions
would eliminate the monkey.
A brief moment later, when the excitement had vanished, the senior holy warrior realized that he had
exposed the secret. Although he was enraged at being tricked, on second thought, he figured it didn't
matter as Darren was going to die sooner or later.
Darren's heart thumped. 'Does the River of Forgetfulness really have one hundred thousand senior
holy warriors from the ancient times hiding in it?
If it were true, it would be terrible! And their purpose is to occupy the whole world?'
Darren's instinct told him that conquering the world was not their real purpose. It was so unrealistic.
There must be a deeper reason for their actions.
"Don't even think about it. As far as I'm concerned, you have been suppressed for so long that you've
lost your mind. There can't be one thousand senior holy warriors in the world, let alone one hundred
thousand," Darren sneered.
"Don't be silly, brat. I know you're trying to bait me." The ancient senior holy warrior looked at Darren
disdainfully.
"So what?"
"Well, since you're going to die anyway, I'll surprise you, and you could die with no regrets!"
As he spoke, a black box came out from the senior holy warrior's chest.