Aaron cried out in surprise, which alerted Finley and the others to Darren's presence. They turned around and rose some weapons.
After all, Darren was in disguise now, so he was a stranger to them.
"Stay away from Aaron!" Finley yelled, pointing a blade at Darren's chest.
"Ha-ha. I don't think I need to." Darren smiled.
Barnes thought Darren was provoking them, so he swung his stick vigorously. Darren didn't flinch even when the stick got super close to hitting him.
"Do you want to be beaten into a heap of meat by me?" Barnes growled, revealing his sharp teeth that gleamed in the low light.
"Barnes, you are still so impulsive. Look carefully. Who am I?" Darren asked. Now that they were in the test space, there was no need to hide his identity.
With a slight spin, Darren transformed back into his original look. His clean, purple robe and handsome appearance stunned the others.
"Darren... Ha-ha. It's Darren!" Aaron cheered, jumping up and down.
"What the hell! Darren? It's you! I thought you were a stranger. That's why I panicked when a stranger keep talking to us."
"You bastard!" Barnes and Finley dashed towards Darren. They scooped him up and squeezed him in the middle of a big group hug.
"It's been ten years. What happened to you?" Darren asked them once they had released him and calmed down.
"Well, it's a long story. In short, it's been hard for the past ten years. How about you?" Minor flashbacks occurred from the day that Darren had been expelled and they remembered that they were so worried about him.
"I'm okay. Don't worry about me. Let's get past the test first."
"Okay. But we'll talk about it after the test."
Trying to stay focused, they continued to move forward.
After a lot of walking that caused tired feet, the long and dark path came to an end. In front of them was a large pool boiling over with dark red blood.
"I think this is the first obstacle," Darren said, reaching out his arms to stop the others in front of the blood pool.
At the edge of the pool, thick blood mist rose up and condensed into skeletons which roared at them.
"Okay. Let me try first," Barnes offered. He started to fly over the blood pool.
However, when he had reached less than ten feet from shore, a blood wave burst upwards and hit him.
Barnes immediately felt shackled by it, and then a murderous intent rushed along his meridians into his elixir field.
"Howl!"
Barnes lifted his stick and used it to push the blood waves down his body. His stick went straight into the wave of blood. However, the wave of blood split up and went around it, continuing to trap him.
Whoosh!
From shore, Darren released god-level blade and sword intents and sliced off the blood wave.
Barnes panicked. He took several steps back and finally landed back on the bank.
"Wow! That was a close one!" Barnes said as he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.
"Let me have a try." Now that Darren had cut off the blood wave using the blade and sword intents, he believed that he could easily pass over the blood pool.
"Please be careful. It's still very dangerous," Finley reminded him.
"Don't worry. I have the confidence."
Darren flew upwards and then straight to the center of the blood pool.
Clatter...
Below him, waves of blood surged into the sky and transformed into large bloody palms. The palms slapped together like they were trying to catch a fly and Darren just escaped them in time.
"This thing will change its attacking methods and strength based on the strength of whom is trying to pass it." As he dodged the palms, Darren could feel that the power of the blood wave this time was much stronger than when it had attacked Barnes.
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