Lord Of Martial Arts

In just a blink of an eye, five days had already passed. In two more days, they would reach the capital city of the Blood Cloud Region.

It had been quiet these days. The young people outside didn't dare come in to cause trouble.

But Darren knew that their hatred for him had only grown more intense.

During the past days, he had gained a lot. His opponents' hostility had improved his cultivation base. What he would usually achieve in three months, he had gained them in just a short time.

"The Defiant God Character is so powerful. The more enemies I have, the faster my cultivation base will grow! It won't be long now until I reach the Celestial God Realm." Darren was very satisfied with the results.

As he was preparing to practice once more, a violent earthquake shook the floor beneath him.

"Weber, go out and check if those guys are causing trouble."

Weber did what he was told to do and flew out. He returned in just a few moments.

"Darren, bad news!" It seemed like Weber was a little nervous.

"What's wrong?"

"We are surrounded."

As soon as Gatlin heard this, his face darkened. "Let me kill those ants," he said.

"That's not what I meant, Master Gatlin. We're surrounded by some monsters. Many of the people outside are dead."

Without a moment to lose, Darren and Gatlin flew out together,

their robes rustling behind their wake.

It was dark outside with no ray of light in sight. Meanwhile, the Thunder Bird was surrounded by countless creatures with bat-like wings on their backs.

"What are they?"

Darren had never seen such creatures before.

"It's the bloodsucker race!"

Having such wide knowledge and experience, Gatlin could immediately recognize those strange creatures. They were dangerous beings that lived in the far west of the Primitive Wilderness.

They were strong and had preference for blood. It was said that these creatures would even dare to drink the black blood of the fiends.

"We're doomed! We're doomed!"

"What a terrible thing! Why are they in our human territory? Does this mean that the Ancestral Land has already been occupied?"

"I don't want to die."

The cowards among the crowd began to cry

Lord Carthy, I'm willing to take over Ellis' position and choose for you instead." As if on cue, those who were relying on luck prostrated themselves to the ground and began to beg desperately.

'How pathetic our human race is.' There was a heaviness in Darren's heart as he watched the others beg. A foreign race had invaded their territory and yet these people weren't angry. They were groveling at their enemy's feet instead. This was truly a heartbreaking sight.

If these were brave men, they wouldn't care if their blood got sucked. They wouldn't care if they died. They would choose to fight and die with honor!

Unfortunately, not everyone was as brave as Darren.

"The human race is so interesting,"

Carthy said mockingly. He called a man over, filled a cup of the man's blood, and sipped from it.

"Well, as long as you're willing to offer your blood to me, I promise not to kill you." He smiled teasingly.

"Lord Carthy, it is my honor to serve my blood to you."

"Lord Carthy, please have as much of my blood as you want. I'm willing to serve you forever as long as you spare my life."

With renewed hope, many people fell down to their knees and prostrated themselves at the bloodsucker. All of them were ready to obey him.

"You're very interesting. I suppose you don't plan on offering you blood to me, am I right?"

the creature said to Darren with a polite smile as soon as he turned into a shadow and landed in front of him.