Chapter 817 A Trick (2/2)

In other words, it's designed to suppress the fiends,” Finley explained. At that moment, he totally understood the skill he had cultivated.

”No wonder the bald man said he wanted to suppress a fiend after he had a sudden 'epiphany',” Darren remarked, nodding in agreement.

”It's very effective,” Finley went on. ”If I can attain more levels, I might be able to deal with the Fire Kylin.”

Although the Fire Kylin was not a fiend, he was much more ferocious and had a stronger fiendish nature than Darren had just demonstrated.

Fighting him with this skill would truly be something to witness.

”Then you need to make sure that you cultivate hard,” Darren urged him. ”That way, you'll really be able to help the clan of the Water Kylin.”

”Well, in that case, I'm going to go cultivate right now

tle choice.

For example, it was already taking most of Darren's strength to just remain conscious while caught in the monkey's choke-hold.

All of the top senior holy warriors were far stronger than Darren, and this creature was one of them.

Fortunately, the monkey had some strong interest in the Inner Fiend. So as long as Darren didn't tell him where the Inner Fiend was, he would never kill him.

At least, that was what Darren was betting on.

The monkey drew Darren closer and hissed, flecking his face with spittle.

”Tell me where he is, or I'll kill you,” he snarled.

”Are you kidding me?” Darren gagged. ”Without me, you'll never learn where the Inner Fiend is. Go ahead and kill me, I dare you.”

With a sound like a cannon going off, the monkey struck Darren with his other fist, then flung him away.

Darren fell to the ground in a heap and did not move for a minute.

”You dare try to bluff me?” the monkey demanded. ”Even if I kill you, there will still be another human who knows where the Inner Fiend is.”

As Darren tried to sit up, he convulsed as a sharp pain went through his chest. Turning aside, he spat up blood several times.

When he could finally speak, he propped himself up on one elbow. ”Finley doesn't know,” he lied. ”All you heard from him was what I told him.”

”Really? Even if what you say is true, I think I still want you dead.

It might've gone better for you, if you'd cooperated. Too bad you decided to be the tough guy instead!”

With that, the monkey lifted his stick again, holding it high overhead as he stalked toward Darren. When he brought that weapon down, it would fall with absolutely explosive force.

Darren's heart sank. Sure that there would be nothing left of him in a few seconds but a red stain on the ground, he cursed the monkey over and over again.

But just as the monstrous creature began to swing the stick downward, Darren blurted out, ”He is in the relic, under guard by a strong man called Fris!”