Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 883 The Preparation (Part Two)

Bang!

As he had anticipated, a blow thudded against his halberd and it clattered to the ground. The MistyEmperor was standing a few feet away and was lowering his hands. He had knocked down theweapon, thinking that the black-armored man would hinder his deed by hurting Darren. "You'regetting more and more presumptuous every day. How dare you make a move without my order!"he roared.

"Yes, master. I promise I won't do that again!" The man in black armor cowered on the ground,begging on his knees.

At this moment, Darren silently appreciated the actions of the black-armored man. He was trying todistract the Misty Emperor so that he didn't have time to question Darren's purpose. So as a result,the Misty Emperor's mind turned to who those map carriers might be.

"Who are the ten people?” he asked impatiently.

Fortunately, he had fallen for Darren's simple lies.

With faked effort, Darren stood up, leaned against the wall, and murmured the names one by one."You idiot! How am I supposed to know who they are by just names?" the Misty Emperor shouted,collecting Darren's collar in his fists. "Condense the pictures of their faces so I can see them!"When the Misty Emperor stared at him with a flustered look in his eyes, Darren felt a wave of reliefwash over him.

"I'm sorry. My head aches, and I can't gather enough energy to condense their appearances.”Clutching the wall, Darren forced small tears out of his eyes

Witnessing his helplessness, the Misty Emperor felt the urge to sweep Darren's head off in anattempt to release his overwhelming fury. However, doing so would destroy his whole purpose. So,after cooling off a little, he began releasing some more repair force to amend Darren's soul.

Just like the time before, as soon as the repair force rushed into Darren's mind, the strange stoneinside him activated and absorbed the force. It was as if he was being fed a well-earned meal. Hefound the process fulfilling and comfortable.

After some time, he felt so much better that he figured he should stop being spoiled. Stopping hiswailing, he looked around with a newfound vigor.

Once he figured he had given Darren enough time to heal, the Misty Emperor once again urged himto show their faces. Albeit reluctantly, Darren condensed out the faces of Scott, Hanson, Mathew,and others and presented them to the Misty Emperor.

"This is only five of them. Where are the others?"

In a wrath, the Misty Emperor flung Darren into the air.

As he collided with the ground, Darren felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest. Hatred surgedthrough his mind as he looked up at the Misty Emperor.

"Bring them to me,” the Misty Emperor howled.

"Yes, sir!"

The black-armored man flew off at once, and before the Misty Emperor could even huff out a sigh,he had returned with Darren's chained and weary companions.

They lined up in a row and the Misty Emperor glanced coldly at them. "Now, you five stay here andendure the pain until I see the rest of you," he spat harshly.

He then released several strands of soul attacks and shot them into their heads.

The five were already on the verge of death, however, the pain of the soul attacks was so prominentthat they all let out screams and cries and shriveled into tiny balls.

Fury rocked Darren's body but he had to go along with his lies. He threw himself onto the groundand flashed pain across his face every so often.

Feeling satisfied, the Misty Emperor summoned the black-armored man, and together, they flew offto capture the remaining five people.

The Misty Emperor had no idea that those men were only visions that Darren had showed him inorder to buy some time. They didn't really exist at all.

But judging from the mightiness of the Misty Emperor, it would not be long before he discoveredthe lie and exploded from the pure fury.

"We must leave as soon as possible.” Darren sprang up from the ground and looked down at hiscompanions who were still writhing in pain.

After thinking for a while, Darren made a decision.

First, he went to tend to Scott.

"Scott, don't hold back your pain anymore.” He leaned down over him and uneasiness swept to hisextremities.

Unable to even make a sound, Scott turned his head. Now Darren could see clearly his face. It wasswollen and covered in blood. The attack had pushed him to his very limit.

"I'm sorry, Scott. This is going to hurt just a bit more.”

When he had finished apologizing, Darren raised his hand and slapped it heavily on Scott's head.As planned, the new trauma added to the initial pain caused Scott to pass out.

Darren immediately reached down and placed a palm on Scott's chest. A relieved sigh pushedthrough his lips when he felt that he was still breathing. The process was going to be risky forDarren. If just once he were to use too much strength with his blow, he would kill one of hiscompanions.

"I'm so glad this is working. It's nearly impossible for one to pass out under the torture of the soulattack. Now being unconscious, he will no longer feel any pain,” Darren said, wiping his sweat withthe back of his hand.

Presently, Scott was lying unconscious, with only a breath of life left.

Then Darren walked to the others and beat them with the same force he had used on Scott. Afterthey had all passed out, he concentrated his spiritual sense and put them all in his Space Ring.This way, Darren would not have any scruples. Now all there was left to do was wait for the return ofthe black-armored man who had arranged the escape route that would lead them to their finalescape.