Chapter 1525 Lets Take A Big Gamble (2/2)

The concentration of extremely powerful auras in that single spot caused the chaotic space to shake and tremble.

”The damned witchers! We really can't trust them!”

”Why did they choose to help Darren?” ”It's unbelievable.”

”They are idiots! If they weren't hiding in the abyss, I would tear them to pieces.”

Countless powerful warriors of the human race became furious, and soon resorted to violence.

”Starry Sword! Finley Feng! It's all your fault. If he had been killed earlier, this wouldn't have happened!”

Many began complaining about Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng, castigating the two of them for their decision to keep Darren alive for further observation.

Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng stood indifferently, turning a deaf ear to the clamor.

”Keep quiet.”

Soon, an extremely old figure arrived. He stood in front of the hall of the Ancestral Land.

Upon seeing the new arrival, the entire square quieted down. But although the noise had subsided, everyone still wore expressions of great anger and dissatisfaction, especially the most powerful humans.

”Ancestor,” they said, lowering their heads.

Although they were furious, they all bowed respectfully to the ancestor.

”Ancestor, we can't go to the abyss. We can't resist such a tribulation at all!” someone shouted,

unable to resist speaking even before the ancestor could say anything.

”We have no reason to take such a risk!” someone else called out.

”Those damned witchers! Ancestor, please kill them,” another person urged.

Within moments, the voices had built up to a deafening roar, as everyone declared their refusal to go to the abyss and loudly condemned Darren and the witcher race.

The ancestor raised a hand, and eventually, the noise subsided once more.

”We will talk about it when Heath and the tomb keepers arrive,” he said in his ancient, slow voice.