Chapter 637 Darren Was On The Verge Of Death (1/2)

”You want to run away? Don't be so naive. There's no escaping me!” The voice that followed Darren was far too close for comfort. Hideously inhuman though it was, there was an unmistakable playfulness in its cruel roar.

Knowing that there was indeed little hope in retreating, Darren abruptly stopped and fired his dark gold internal force.

To his dismay, his elixir field had been pierced, causing an awful pain to tear through his body for as long as he used his skills. The only thing that could hurt more, in fact, was a direct attack on his soul.

Meanwhile, his dark gold internal force was slow enough that the dark smoke dodged it with ease.

This foe had grasped the Shadow Rule, and was in fact the stronger of the two.

While still injured, it would be almost impossible for Darren to win this fight.

After dodging his attack, the dark smoke condensed into an arrow and shot toward Darren.

It struck home, piercing him through the belly again.

”Ha, you little weakling,” the man taunted. ”How does it feel with your elixir field broken?”

Darren did not answer at first. He swayed on his feet, blood soaking the lower half of his body even as he tried to cover his wounds.

”Oh, what are you waiting for?” he gasped. ”If you're going to kill me, just get it over with.”

These words of Darren's were a gamble on his part. He was hoping that his attacker was angry enough, or sadistic enough, to be goaded into taking its time. Otherwise, the man would indeed just finish him off immediately.

”Ah,” came the reply. ”So it's a quick death you want? I don't think so. Not after the trouble you've caused me, killing so many of my disciples in the Crimson Sea Sect. No, I promise you anything but a quick release from the pain.”

Hearing this, Darren felt a small measure of hope. It seemed he might actually have a chance of survival now.

Gritting his teeth, he backed away, heading to the spot where several powerful masters were locked in fierce combat, oblivious to Darren's existence.

If he could lure his assailant there, he thought an opportunity for escape might present itself.

Meanwhile, the dark smoke wasn't letting up for a second. He followed Darren and repeatedly stabbed at his elixir field, clearly taking his time with it.