CHAPTER 964 RIVALS MEET

The ancient humans were stunned when they saw Darren flee. They had expected him to fight and

save them. Instead, their only savior had chosen to run away!

"My Lord, please don't run away. Help us!" Someone chased Darren, caught his leg, and begged.

"Ahem, I can't save you. Ask everyone to escape quickly!"

Darren kicked him away and continued to run. Right from the time he first saw a ferocious ape, Darren

had known that he didn't have the skill to fight such ancient creatures. Now that a ferocious ape had This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

come to the periphery of this tribe, it made no sense to risk his life trying to kill it. Even though the ape

was not big, its fierce aura had the power of the Holy Realm! What strength did Darren have in

comparison? He would be courting death if he decided to confront the ape!

Besides, a young man sat on the ape's shoulder, and he did not appear to be an ordinary man.

Darren would not risk his life.

When Darren returned to the thatched hut, he told Hailey what he saw, and urged her to leave as well.

Boom!

Just as Darren and Hailey were about to escape, a violent force broke the hut. The force was so

intense that it threw Darren and Hailey outside as well.

The patriarch pointed at Darren and Hailey and shouted, "Yahya, that's our lord. He will protect us. If

you want to kill us, you'll have to face him first!"

Darren's face turned pale. 'The ancient human is not silly at all. He is cunning enough to find a way to

force me to fight their enemy, ' he surmised.

The young man on the ape's shoulder glared at Darren ferociously and then moved his gaze to Hailey.

From then on, his eyes seemed to be glued on Hailey.

"Young man, I'm not their lord. They kidnapped me. Could you let us go?" Darren explained how he

and Hailey came to be at the village.

The young man was stunned for a second. Then he tore his gaze from Hailey and smiled at Darren.

The spite and deviousness in the young man's smile made Darren shudder.

"None of that matters. Since you're with them, I'll kill you too!" the young man declared as he released

an insanely powerful killing intent.

The patriarch summoned his courage and roared, "Yahya, don't forget that you are a part of the village.

Do you really have the heart to kill us?"

"Fuck off!"

The young man's face suddenly turned fierce. His roar carried such power that it created ripples in the

air. When one shockwave hit the patriarch, he spat blood.

"Did you regard my parents as part of the village when you killed them?

Did you recognize me as part of the village when you beat me and expelled me? Now, you are going to

die. How dare you say something like that to me with the hopes that I will be merciful?

The more you assert your authority, the more I want to torture you. Ha-ha,"

the young man, Yahya Zang, bellowed crazily.

"Yahya, when the plague arrived, it was the witcher who directed us to sacrifice your parents for the

ceremony. Why do you blame us? If we hadn't taken such drastic steps, all the villagers would have

died, including you. For the safety of our whole clan, we had no choice but to listen to the witcher," the

patriarch bowed his head as he explained.

"You old bastard! How dare you defend yourself? You coveted the beast bones my family had

collected! The tale about the plague and witcher is just your pretext."

"I can't force you to believe me. But if you want to blame someone for your parents' death, the chief

culprit should not be us. It's the witcher. Why are you here to kill us? Even if you kill everyone in the

village, you won't avenge your parents."

It had to be said that the patriarch was indeed a little sly. Seeing that he couldn't convince the young

man, he directed his attention to the witcher.

Bang!

A round object rolled to the patriarch's feet.

"Did you think I would let him go?" The young man smiled coldly.

The patriarch was terrified to death when he saw that the thing at his feet was the head of the

mentioned witcher.

"You...you killed…" The patriarch looked dispirited. The witcher was so powerful, and yet the young

man had killed him. This young devil had grown unimaginably strong.

"Please! Please spare us!"

"When you were a child, I treated you well and gave you a lot of beast meat. Don't you remember?"

"Yahya, your father was my good friend when he was alive. Please spare us. The witcher and the

patriarch planned all this. Your parents' death had nothing to do with me."

One by one, everyone in the village pleaded with the young man. Then, they fell to the ground and

kowtowed, praying for mercy.

After listening to their conversation, Darren understood what had happened.

The young man's parents were sacrificed to their god, and so, he had returned to avenge their death

after growing stronger. Curiosity burned in Darren's heart when he heard the patriarch mention the

word, witcher. Was there a witcher in ancient times?

When the past was brought up, instead of being touched, Yahya grew more violent.

After his parents died, these people had stolen his belongings, beaten him, and driven him away. They

even tied him to a stone and kept him like a beast.

Later, a girl in the village sympathized with him and secretly released him. Had it not been for her

assistance, he would never have had the opportunity to grow strong.

But the people in the village learned of her deception and hung her on a tree. They let her and her

parents starve to death.

Such a result forced the seed of hatred in Yahya's heart to grow into a towering tree.

"Die! Go to hell!" roared Yahya, and the ape below him also raged.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A shadow flashed, and the ape's ferocious fists smashed the people in the village. Many humans were

beaten into meat paste in the blink of an eye.

"Father, Mother, the bastards that murdered you are dead at last. Rest in peace in heaven." The young

man cried and laughed as both sorrow and relief coursed through him.

Over the years, he had come to the village many times to seek revenge, but he failed as he lacked

strength. In the last few days, his strength had grown immensely for some inexplicable reason. He had

also subdued an ape! Now that he had everything he needed to be successful, Yahya came to avenge

his parents!

Darren and Hailey, who were standing at a distance, found it impossible to save the people in the

village. Besides, they were not involved in this personal vendetta. As this was a grudge between the

young man and the village, they didn't want to interfere.

More importantly, both Darren and Hailey were not strong enough to protect themselves. Why would

they get involved in this?

The slaughter ended as quickly as it had started. Except for the patriarch, everyone else in the village

was dead.

At this moment, he was so scared that he trembled. He fell to his knees and crawled on the ground,

unable to speak a word.

"I left you for last because I wanted to kill you in front of my parents' grave." Yahya walked toward the

patriarch, gave him a heavy kick, and then glanced at Darren and Hailey.

"It's your turn," he said as he pointed at Darren.

"Bro, we have nothing to do with these guys. They kidnapped us and brought us here as their prey,"

Darren explained again.

Yahya ignored Darren and stared at Hailey. He grinned and said, "It doesn't matter. It's a crime for you

to have such a beautiful girl."

"Rivals meet. The ultimate test begins!"

These words simultaneously popped into Darren's and Hailey's minds.