A flash of light appeared in the sky above Darren. The extraordinary god-level blade and sword intents had been released using the level-nine divine weapons.
Feeling panicked, Derrick closed his eyes for a moment and summoned up all his fiend power in an attempt to save himself.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The moment that he knew it was over was written all over Derrick's face.
Within seconds, Derrick's body exploded into a black cloud of blood and scattered in the air.
"Your Highness!" After seeing what had happened to Derrick, Kerr screamed and rushed at Darren, trying to kill him.
"Don't even bother." Darren drew back his blade and sword and continued, "I've killed him. Even if you kill me, when you return home, they won't forgive you. Besides, I'm too strong to kill."
Darren's words had left the fiend general in a daze. He stood with his weapon hanging at his side and his lips were stuttering.
Even if he had the ability to catch Darren, the merit he had obtained was not enough to save his own life.
He landed on the ground and slumped his shoulders.
"How about I give you a way out?" Darren offered after thinking for a moment.
"You want me to betray the great king and chief gods and follow you?" Kerr asked, raising his head all of a sudden.
This was exactly what Darren expected Kerr to do.
Killing Kerr would help Darren achieve nothing, but taking him as his subordinate would make him gain a powerful helper.
"Being my subordinate and traveling the world with me is better than going back to be killed," Darren reminded him, shrugging.
"You know what? Don't even dream of it. I won't betray my king."
"Since you think your loyalty is more important than your life, then I have nothing else to say. You may leave now." Darren waved him off and turned to walk away.
"You won't kill me?" Kerr hesitated, unsure if he was actually free to go or not.
"If you leave here, you will die. I don't have to kill you myself."
"You're too naive, Defiant Master. If you let me go, aren't you worried that I'll tell the great king where you hide? Once he takes action, you will never be able to flee."
Derrick and Kerr had come to catch Darren in secret. After all, Derrick didn't want anyone to get a share of their merits, especially his brothers.
"Well, you are right. I really can't let you go alive." Darren gathered his blade and sword intents.
"You!" 'I shouldn't have said that, ' Kerr thought to himself.
The blade and sword intents flew in the air and rotated around Kerr's head. He cowered and covered his face with his hands.
"Don't kill me!" Darren didn't stop and before long, little beads of sweat were dribbling down Kerr's face. Finally, the fear of death had triumphed over his loyalty.
"I am willing to follow you." Kerr bent down and bowed his head.
"Words are not enough. We have to make an oath." To make an oath was the only feasible way to bind a living creature to another living creature.
"I have established a master and slave bond with the great king, so I cannot establish one with you." Under this bond, one master would have many servants, but the servants could only have one master.
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