Lord Of Martial Arts

"Master Carnot, this human is extremely cunning. Don't give him a chance to talk," Leland warned.

"What do you take me for, some kind of idiot? I know that already!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With Carnot in the lead, the three released powerful fiend power at Darren simultaneously.

"Brat, there's no way you'll defeat all three of them. I'm going to fight," Fernando said to Darren.

"Don't worry. Just give me a little bit more time," Darren answered calmly.

"Do you have a death wish? Don't try to be a hero!" Fernando said in an exasperated tone.

"Ha-ha, old man, did you forget already? You came from the Archean Age but there's no limit to your power here. It's the same with me." Darren spoke to him using his spiritual sense, while on the outside, he was busy resisting the attack of the three fiends.

"Oh, that's right! You can use your Archean fighting spirit here too. Moreover, they might not be able to break your defense, after all!"

A defense from the Archean Age was practically unbreakable in the Primitive Wilderness. Only Darren's black god's power could easily break through an Archean Age defense.

"So you don't have to worry, do you?" Darren replied with ease.

"Okay, fine. I can't

ivine sword, and the sword intent crushed the wisp of soul. It was final: Merle completely disappeared from the world.

Darren raised his head and looked up at the dark and deep void. It was actually quite peaceful.

"What a pity his merging skill is gone as well!" Darren sighed regretfully.

Merle's Merging Law was the only Merging Law in the world, and now it was destroyed.

"Hey, young man, these two losers tried to escape, but they didn't slip past me. What should we do with them?"

Fernando flew over, with two dying fiends in his hands. It was none other than Carnot and Leland, who had tried to escape.

"Let me go, Darren! Please let me go! I'm willing to swear with my soul that I will become your believer and be your spy. I'll help you destroy the fiend race," Leland begged, fearing death above all else.

"That sounds like a good idea. And what about you, Carnot? Become my believer, and I'll allow you to return to the fiend race," Darren said calmly, smiling faintly.

"Fuck off, you dirty human. Even if it means death, I won't yield to you!" shouted Carnot at the top of his lungs.

"Ha ha, alright. Old man, let go of Carnot and kill the purple one," Darren said with an evil smile.