Chapter 764 A Great Harvest For Darren And Elsa (1/2)

'What kind of creatures are these?!' Darren thought to himself in alarm. 'And how do they possess the pure Primitive Fighting Force?!'

The question had only just gone through his mind when the black shadows leaped, hungry for a kill.

Darren was prepared, though, and had his sword intent at the ready.

The first ones to pounce were the first to be struck. Darren shattered them in the span of a single breath.

Their broken remains roiled and shuddered as an enormous amount of Primitive Fighting Force exuded from them.

Not one to miss an opportunity, Darren employed his assimilation skill.

The Primitive Fighting Force began to pour into his elixir field in a stream.

In a short moment, he had received almost as much of the Primitive Fighting Force as he could accumulate in an entire year.

An emphatic voice drew his attention. ”Look out!”

That was Elsa, warning Nate as another group of the black creatures rushed toward him.

The very next second, Nate was furiously trying to fend them off. Though he tried his best, he was quickly accumulating wounds. With the combat power of a seven-star grand warrior, he was no match for these ferocious opponents.

Quickly enough, though, Elsa ran in to help him out, her sword intent surging and leaving a shower of blood in its wake.

Both warriors' attention was soon drawn by a blood-curdling roar.

Turning, they saw a figure the size of a young bull approaching.

Its body resembled that of a tiger, and it had a head like a dragon's. The huge wings protruding from its back were inky black, as was the rest of its body except for its two tusks, which shone with a cold light.

”What is that?” Darren wondered aloud. ”It looks like a winged-tiger, but there's something different about it.”

At any rate, this creature was obviously an oversized version of the others, and it was soon clear that they regarded it as some kind of leader.

Darren, Elsa, and Nate had only killed a handful of these beasts. The numerous ones that remained were rallying behind the big one, whose paws thudded heavily against the ground. Their running feet added an ominous rumble to that sound.

It was a terrifying sight, far more so than any collection of ordinary animals. Given the choice, Nate would have preferred to face a multitude of giant elephants.

”Elsa, Nate, wait here.”

Saying this, Darren shot past them. He aimed straight for the oncoming black onslaught, ready to meet them with his blade and sword intents and his dark gold internal force.

This once-peaceful world had become a hellish battlefield.

The black beasts met Darren's charge with all their Primitive Fighting Force. It roared like a sea of anger.

As the energy reached him, though, Darren assimilated it into the cyan spear in his elixir field.

The mystical weapon glowed and its weight noticeably increased. No doubt its potency wa