Chapter 1095 The Riots (2/2)

”Darren, I have a question for you.”

”What is it, sir?”

The witcher ancestor quietly turned with hi

tfulness.

As soon as Darren stepped into the Lothlann Continent, he saw the sky far away shrouded in an ominous black fog. This was the aura of the first fiend ancestor.

”Damn it. He's really starting to take action!”

Darren gritted his teeth and flew forward; trying to locate the first fiend ancestor by following his dark aura.

Darren arrived at one of the forbidden areas and found a figure floating in the sky from a distance. It was the first fiend ancestor using his power to break the Witcher Power defense hanging over the forbidden area.

”Fuck off!”

Darren shouted, standing in the air.

A beastly roar ripped throughout the space in reply.

Even from a distance, the first fiend ancestor sensed Darren's arrival instantly.

”You must die.”

The ice cold words of the first fiend ancestor echoed into Darren's mind from afar.

”Humph! Last time, I failed to kill you, but this time I will have no mercy!”

In all actuality, Darren had zero confidence in defeating the first fiend ancestor—who had already managed to gather five body parts. Despite this, Darren had to find a way to distract the first fiend ancestor from continuing his attack on the forbidden area.

”You insect. You're far too arrogant.”

As the cold demonic voice sounded, the first fiend ancestor's bloody body flashed and headed straight towards Darren.

Darren tried to keep a calm look as the fiend came towards him. He sensed the sheer power of the first fiend ancestor. The fiendish aura it wielded was now equal to that of a warrior at the highest stage of the Emperor Realm.

However, Darren was left with no choice but to fight him.

Quick swipes of a blade could be heard as they gained momentum.

The intangible blade and sword intents began to circle around Darren.