Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 1252 Am I Going To Die

After flying staggeringly for dozens of kilometers, Darren landed heavily to the ground.

Darren used his god's sense to analyze his surroundings and sensed that the blood-red figure wascoming toward him at an incredible speed.

"Defiant Master! What luck! You're a Defiant Master!"

The blood-red figure stretched out his right hand and waved his bony scarlet palm at the hole in theground. Darren suddenly felt like countless heavy chains were encroached around him and he wasdragged out by an immense force.

He slumped to the ground, barely being able to catch a breath.

Raising his head to get a good glimpse of the figure, he saw that evil runes were flowing throughthe figure's dark golden mask. It looked like it was driving him insane.

"My Lord, I am Darren Chu. I came here to this land by accident. I certainly didn't mean to offendyou. Please, forgive my insolence.”

Darren pretended to be humble and apologized to the blood-red figure. He was left with no choice.The power and tenacity he sensed in the man made him fearful of trying to pick a fight. It remindedhim of the fear he felt when a chief god noticed him on the day Duke became his believer."Devote your soul to me and be my slave forever.” The cold and ruthless voice that sounded like amechanical roar almost made Darren's soul collapse.

The pressure was extremely overbearing.

"Never!"

Darren roared, without thinking.

Even though Darren was scared, he would never allow himself to become a slave. That was thebottom line for him.

"In that case, prepare to be annihilated!"

The figure stretched out his palm, and his fingers gathered slowly. Darren, from thirty feet away,coughed and choked as he felt his neck get squeezed by several powerful forces. The grasp grewstronger and stronger, as Darren became unable to breathe.

He felt a pang of pain in his soul again. His life began flashing before his eyes as he trembled; hisvision slowly beginning to fade out.

"Roar!"

A ferocious roar suddenly came from the depths of the sky. The sound was ice cold as well, but itwas somewhat different from that of the figure's. The roar was filled with a strong diabolic aura.Boom! Boom! Boom!

A horrible and ferocious crack scarred the sky. It began to spread in all directions. In mere seconds,the cracks had already spread all over the sky like a spindling spider web.

The black cracks in the sky left the area in a dim light. The whole earth was enveloped in thisdiabolic aura.

A thick bloody mist simultaneously appeared, billowing like smoke and clouds as it flowed acrossthe ground. Its appearance was met with many storms forming.

The dreadful roar only grew louder and louder.

In the bloody mist, countless black figures of thousands of feet in height began to surge through. Amassive earthquake began to shake as well. It was quite the apocalyptic scene.

This made the blood-red figure stop and release his grasp on Darren as he turned to look at the sky.His long scarlet cloak flapped behind him. The weird runes on the dark golden mask began to flashat a quicker speed. The crazy killing intent spread in all directions.

Hit by the killing intent, Darren twisted in anguish as he felt just as much pain as when he was beingchoked.

Thunderous footsteps rumbled throughout the space.

As the footsteps menacingly approached, countless figures surrounded the area.

A moment later, they prostrated to the ground with a rumble, marking the ground with numerouscracks. They were obviously showing their respect to whatever figure lay in the depths of the sky."Shura Avery, are you sure you want to fight me for this human?”

The blood-red figure roared in a cold voice, staring upwards at the sky.

Whoosh!

A red shadow descended.

Gnashing his teeth through the immense pain he was under, Darren turned to look at the shadowout of pure instinct. This Shura Avery looked like the Shura he had seen in the mortal world, save forthe two pairs of golden horns on his head.

"Let go of him, or die,”

Avery warned in a unique and obscure language. Darren could also understand this language,because he knew how to speak it.

"You've chosen death!"

After finishing his words, the blood-red figure immediately unsheathed his double-edged scarletblade.

As Avery ripped out a terrifying howl, the Shura Force he had released grew even more powerful.At that moment, the faint Shura Force within Darren's body suddenly became as hot as magma,wanting to melt his soul.

"Ha!" Darren smiled bitterly. He had never been so weak in his life.

In front of these two mighty figures, Darren felt worlds apart from them in strength. It was as if hewas as weak and insignificant as an ant in their midst.

If a fight broke out between the two figures, the storm caused by such a collision would definitelysweep Darren right off.

"Come with me,"

said a mysterious hoarse voice to Darren

"Who are you? Where are you?"

Darren murmured subconsciously, between waning breaths.

"Don't speak. Relax your soul.”

"I can't do it. My soul hurts so bad.” Darren cramped everywhere as he was oppressed by the greatpressure. His soul had almost collapsed, and he could hardly relax it.

The voice was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Hold on, I'll tear your soul into pieces andget you out of here."

"You're going to what?" Darren was shocked. "He is going to tear my soul into pieces? How am Isupposed to survive that?"

"Rest assured, I will not allow you to die. If you die here, I will suffer greater losses.”

Immediately, Darren felt a pang of indescribable pain deep in his soul.

Even in the Flaming Hell, Darren had never experienced such immense pain.

The nasty sound of cloth tearing reverberated in Darren's ears as he twisted in pain.

That was the sound of his soul being torn.

"Agh!" Darren cried with pain, his voice cracked as his eyes filled tears.

The sound echoed deafeningly in his ears over and over again. The severe pain made him feel thathe'd rather be dead. After being torn so many times, Darren was finally washed over with a sense ofrelief. He lost consciousness and completely sank into darkness.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The blood-red figure and Avery watched as Darren turned into a strip and flew quickly into the sky.The two figures both roared furiously at this sight.

Boom!

Boom!

The two extremely powerful figures began to angrily launch attacks at something in the sky.

Bang!

The two forces managed to hit something invisible, creating countless horrible cracks in the space.A slight cry of pain came from the crack.

In an instant, a skinny man in a red robe appeared.

"Blood Witcher Ancestor!"

"My everlasting enemy, how dare you come to court death?"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The blood-red figure and Avery rushed to the Blood Witcher Ancestor in unison. In the blink of aneye, they were only five hundred thousand kilometers away from him.

Seeing these two hot-headed figures rushing towards him, the Blood Witcher Ancestor knew hecouldn't outrun them, and so he stood his ground. Instead, he calmly sat cross legged in mid-air.Blood Witcher Ancestors robe fluttered in the violent winds. His fingers which were like dead woodconverged on his chest as he muttered an obscure language. It was as if he was chanting an ancientstory that had been passed down from the primitive era.

Kill

The blood-red figure and Avery approached the Blood Witcher Ancestor simultaneously. Thedouble-edged blade spun and flew straight towards the Blood Witcher Ancestor's head. ShuraAvery's scarlet long spear also surged towards the Blood Witcher Ancestor's chest.

Bang!

A crisp sound echoed throughout the air.