Chapter 98 The Talent Roll (1/2)

The wind howled and the thunder roared. The intense sword intent from the fight tore everything apart as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

The crowd on the ground looked up at the young man. He had become a legend.

”That is Darren...”

”The genius of this world, at least within our range of cognition.”

”Just look at him. Looks like God played favorites and showered him with blessings. How dazzling!”

Murmuring sounds dissipated in the wind.

Above the sky, Simon's Void Divine Fist was smashed into pieces. All of a sudden, his pupils dilated and darkened. His body disappeared into thin air as if it had never existed, as if he were merely sand blown away by the wind, and just like that, he was gone.

The crowd went mute for a while. Then they roared loudly in sorrow and rage.

They screamed at Darren like a roaring ocean with a wild current.

Darren instantly fell from above the moment his sword intent vanished. His face was as pale as a sheet, and grey film covered his eyes. At the sight of his face, the crowd's cheers turned into worry and fear.

Everyone could see that he was clearly on the brink of death. He had consumed all his blood essence after he was injured seriously, and now it seemed like there was nothing anyone could do.

The crowd ran to catch him when they saw his figure falling.

The people could not help but sob at the sight of his pale face. He was their savior, the legendary figure they knew, and there was a big chance they might lose him.

”No, please, please do not die...”

Everyone prayed from the bottom of their hearts.

”Take me to him,” Michael moved his dry mouth and said to Wayne softly.

Michael's tears trickled down his cheek when he cast his eyes upon Darren and saw what he looked like.

”Let us try to save his life, Wayne.” Michael pleaded in a very weak voice.

”I will do my best to save his life even if you do not demand it. You and I have known each other for life and I would like for us to continue our brotherhood in the Netherworld.”

The two old men stopped moaning and smiled at each other, ”To die for the unparalleled genius is to die a worthy death.”

”Burn! Burn our corrupted bodies into the spring of life to the boy's rescue!”

Runes flashed, one after another, as Wayne muttered his words. A green flame full of the energy of life came out of the old men's bodies and into Darren's body.