"Do you surrender, or should I continue to make you suffer?" Darren asked coldly.
"I surrender. Sir, please let me go," one of the captives pleaded. His voice trembled, and his expression reflected the agony coursing through him. The other, however, endured silently.
"Untie him," Darren instructed as he pointed at the man who had begged for mercy.
"Yes." Wilson immediately withdrew the Soul Assimilating Bugs.
"I, Marcus Qi, swear by my soul that I will believe in..."
As for the other man, Darren wanted him to suffer a while longer.
"Did you see that, Burke? Stubbornness and continued resistance will not end your misery. Stop fighting us." A sinister smile tugged at the corners of Wilson's lips as he sauntered up to Burke, opened the purple box in his hand, and displayed its contents.
Burke, however, snorted and glanced at Wilson disdainfully. "So what? Do you think they can hurt me?"
Burke's response was so unexpected that the smirk disappeared from Wilson's face. "You are such a hard-ass! Let's see how tough you are when pain saturates every inch of your being." The enraged Wilson unleashed a Soul Assimilating Bug immediately.
Crack.
Lightning flashed, and the Soul Assimilating Bug turned into a pile of ashes!
"What!" Wilson exclaimed in astonishment. "You have a soul defense!" Now he understood why Burke seemed unfazed when he saw the purple box.
"Well, your action has sentenced you to death."
There was a flash of excitement in Burke's eyes. A split second later, a dark gray aura rushed out of his body and turned into a human figure in mid-air.
"Burke, did someone attack your soul just now?" The man, who had formed from the smoke, asked Burke.
"Brother, save me. I was wrong to anger you. A Defiant Master has trapped me. He wants to kill me," Burke pleaded with the figure, like a whiny child.
"What! A Defiant Master? I will ask our ancestor to save you at once." The gray man, who could only communicate with Burke, couldn't see Darren and the others. Consequently, when he heard "Defiant Master," he assumed that their adversary was a powerful one. He wondered if their ancestor could protect Burke from the wrath of a Defiant Master.
"There's no need to bother the ancestor. As this Defiant Master is only at the middle-level of the Domain God Realm, you can release your avatar to deal with him."
"What?" The gray man's eyes widened with surprise.
"Jefferson, stop him from talking to the gray man," Darren, who had observed this exchange for a while, ordered.
"Yes, sir!"
Jefferson lifted his battle axe and rushed toward the gray man.
Bang!
The moment he neared, a majestic force swept him away.
"He's powerful!" Disbelief reflected in Jefferson's and Darren's expression.
"Humph! You ants! Since my brother's soul defense protects me, you cannot hurt me. Time for you to die!" Burke roared.
If everything went as expected, his brother's avatar would arrive in fifteen minutes. Help was not far off as his brother's avatar could travel through space, and hence, would reach quickly.
"Sir, what should we do?"
"Let's leave! Hurry up!" Darren did not hesitate to give the order. As Burke's elder brother seemed to be very strong, he knew that they would die if they did not flee.
"Okay. I'll order my men to gather. We have to leave as soon as possible." In a flash, Jefferson sent a message to everyone.
"Leaving already? What's the rush?"
At that moment, a young man who resembled Burke suddenly appeared.
"Davis!" When Burke saw the young man, he was delighted. "Davis, your avatar must have advanced significantly. You arrived much faster than I expected."
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