Chapter 818 The White Mist Area (1/2)
”Well.”
The monkey withdrew his stick and let out an ugly laugh.
”I told you not to bluff me. No one can act stubborn in front of me,” the monkey mocked.
Grabbing hold of Darren, he flew up to the air.
”Show me the way,” the monkey ordered.
”To the north,” Darren replied. It shamed him to think that he was caught by the monkey. This proved that he was still too weak to fight him.
”You better not be playing tricks on me or else you will die a horrible death,” the monkey threatened. They continued to fly north with Darren tucked in the monkey's arms.
As they traveled, Darren debated on whether he should direct the monkey to the place where Fris was in. Maybe Fris could deal with the monkey himself.
But in the end, Darren decided against it. The village head was only a shadow and he might not be a match against the monkey.
”Hey, why are you looking for the Inner Fiend? You call yourself Barnes the Holy, which means you're enemies with the Inner Fiend. Are you planning on killing him?” Darren asked tentatively.
The monkey pinched Darren's arms. His sharp nails pierced through the flesh, making it painful.
”It's none of your business. So you better keep your mouth shut or else I'll beat you to a bloody pulp.” The monkey's threat shouldn't be treated lightly.
Darren decided to shut up.
After flying over a million kilometers, the monkey finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
”You lied to me.” His tone was flat but it had an underlying hostility in it.
Darren was flustered. Indeed, the direction he gave the monkey wouldn't lead them to the place where Fris was in. In fact, he hadn't been in this direction before.
He had no other choice now. He had to keep up the front. ”I'm not lying. We're in the right direction.”
However, the monkey stopped.
A thick mist settled over the sea in front of him. He couldn't see anything past it and even his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate through it.
The monkey froze for a moment.
He stared at the mist, frowning. Then he suddenly exclaimed, ”Impossible! How could he be there?”
At those words, Darren burst out laughing.
Fear and apprehension descended upon the monkey as he continued to gaze at the mist.
”Yes, I have seen the Inner Fiend in that white mist,” Darren said with certainty.
”That's nonsense!” the monkey howled.
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