Looking into the distance, Darren transformed into a fiend. Then, moments later, he flew to the place where the fiends took up residence.
It didn't take him long to locate some fiends. They had surrounded a scarlet bull and were trying to bring it down; however, the bull was too strong for them and two fiends were lying on the ground, dead.
Darren perched himself in the high branches of a nearby tree and observed them in silence. He saw that these fiends were very thin and bony. Their strength was at most equivalent to that of the warriors at the top level of the Super Emperor Realm in the Lothlann Continent.
Whoosh!
Once he was certain that there were no strong cultivators in the surrounding area, he leapt from the tree and flew towards them.
"Ah!"
the inferior fiends gasped when they saw Darren's figure land in front of them. Immediately, they dropped to the ground and trembled in fear, ignoring the enraged bull.
"Get up," Darren ordered in a low voice. Several fiends scrambled to their feet.
"Sir, the day for worshiping hasn't come yet. You..." a fiend began before trailing off. His eyes were full of fear and helplessness.
"I'm not here for that. My slaves and I will live in your village for a while."
"What?" The fiends all looked at each other with worry and confusion.
"Is there a problem?" Darren asked while he released a gush of fiend power behind him.
"No, sir. We would be honored to have you as a guest."
Darren nodded indifferently, then he summoned Carlisle and the others. They all appeared behind him and several fiends dropped to the ground once more.
"Human! Human!" Seeing Carlisle and the others, the inferior fiends trembled even more. It appeared that they were more afraid of humans than Darren who was in the form of a powerful fiend.
"What? These are only my slaves. There is no reason to be afraid."
"Yes, sir. This way, please."
Darren and the others began following several of the fiends as they hurriedly led the way into a dark brown fog in the distance.
"When we get to their village, I can kill them all by myself, master," Carlisle said through spiritual sense.
"Don't worry about that yet. Let's get there and see what we're up against."
It took four hours of walking before they reached an area that was spotted with stone huts.
There were many fiends walking among the huts and every one of them was bony, like a human skeleton, with black skin.
"Inform your village head to gather all the fiends here right now. I have something to say," Darren immediately ordered.
The fiends that had brought Darren there acted immediately, scurrying off in many different directions.
In just a few minutes, there were thousands of inferior fiends gathered amongst all of the huts.
"Sir, please let us go. Can you give us one more year before drawing our blood?" Darren looked down at the old fiend who had knelt in front of him.
"Drawing blood?" Darren was confused about his request.
"Aren't you here to collect your sacrifices?"
"No, I'm not," Darren said coldly as he transformed into a human once again.
"Ah, it's a human! It's a human!" Some of the fiends hid their faces while others took shelter behind the huts. The rest stared in shock.
"Are you so afraid of humans?" Darren asked curiously, before he gave the order to kill these fiends.
"Sir, how can we be afraid? We are excited."
"Why are you so excited?" Darren wasn't expecting them to anticipate their arrival.
"The human race is our savior. You are kind, brave, strong, and powerful. Without you, we all could have died a long time ago," the old fiend answered with a glow of hope in his eyes.
"Why? Have humans helped you before?" Darren asked.
"Yes. Lots of humans have helped us throughout our lives."
"That's impossible. You are fiends. Why would humans help you?"
When he heard this, the old fiend laughed bitterly. "We could hardly be counted as fiends. We are just bottom feeders. Those senior fiends treat us like livestock, keep us in pens, and harvest our blood. The only purpose we serve is to provide blood for them, nothing else."
"Then tell me, where are the human beings that have helped you?" Darren asked.
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