Chapter 1215 Primeval Bloodline (2/2)

They all roared at once.

Blood lust and excitement coursed through their veins.

One by one, the three figures flew towards Darren.

They were Carlisle and his companions. He turned to Darren and asked, ”Are you alright, Darren?”

”I'm fine. How about you? Have you finally recovered completely?”

”We didn't just recover. Our strength had even improved, thanks to the fiend's blood.”

”That's great news! Then I shall thank you in advance for taking care of that python for me,” Darren said.

”You don't have to bother Carlisle with this. Let me kill him instead,” one of Carlisle's companions shouted.

He then rushed towards Duke.

It didn't take long for the half-human and half-fiend creature to stand before Duke.

Meanwhile, a majestic, fiendish aura and a strange god's power drifted towards Duke.

Duke failed to block the mutated man's attacks.

He roared as his body was riddled with bloody holes.

”No! This is impossible!” Duke finally realized that his opponents were stronger than him. Knowing it was futile, he started to run away.

”You bastard! Where are you going to run?”

Carlisle snorted in disdain. With that, a small storm rose from the ground and caught Duke in a blink of an eye.

With a loud series of crack, Duke's body was cut into several pieces.

However, his head remained undamaged.

”Don't kill him just yet, Carlisle. I'll have to turn him into my believer.” Darren motioned for Carlisle to stop before he could even kill Duke.