"Sir, they are helping us. Let's fight with them." Relief rushed through Jefferson as soon as he saw several strong warriors joining them in the battle.
"They won't be so kind next time," Lindsay said. She looked grave and solemn. "They're only taking advantage of the situation. They saw that the man was injured so now they want to work together to kill him. But as soon as this is over, they'll try to kill us and steal your divine weapon."
"Lindsay's right. We should just let them fight each other." Darren sneered.
"Hey, kid! Why aren't you joining us in battle? We are even kind enough to offer our help to you. Hurry up and send someone to help us," one of the sect leaders shouted at Darren.
The truth was that these leaders didn't think highly of Darren and his companions. They had seen them fight and witnessed them get injured in the process. They had no intentions of letting the level-eight divine weapon out of their sights. That meant, they shouldn't let Darren and the rest to escape before killing Duke.
"Do you think I'm stupid? But there's nothing for you to worry. I won't run away. I'll be here to watch which one of you will die first." Darren smirked. It seemed like he was enjoying the show.
"Oh, crap! We should have left someone to keep that brat in line," one of the leaders shouted.
"Duke, I suggest that we get the divine weapon first before pushing through with the battle." It was then that the other sect leaders realized their mistake.
Duke grew livid and bellowed, "You idiots! I will kill you all even if it means I can't get that divine weapon."
Duke had been like the king of this area for a long time. The other sect leaders would not doubt listening to him. It had never crossed his mind that the leaders of the other sects would betray him like this. Now, they wanted to kill him. It was because of this that he could feel anger rising up inside him.
The other leaders could sense Duke's killing intent emanating from him. However, they had no choice but to keep up with the battle.
God's powers began to descend upon them all. It smashed through the ground. Dirt and dust swirled uncontrollably and messily around them. It effectively blocked the sky.
The fight lasted for about an hour. Duke was winning. His attacks hadn't faltered once during the battle.
"Duke, let's stop fighting!"
"Please forgive us, Duke. Think about it! If you kill us now, you will lose powerful allies in the future."
Upon realizing that they didn't stand a chance against Duke, the sect leaders began to panic. They all fell down to their knees to beg for mercy.
"Begging for mercy? I don't think that would help!"
Covered in blood, Duke looked like a raging god that had come out from the deepest abyss to smite his foes.
However, his strength was greatly diminished after the battle. He had consumed a lot of energy and was now injured as well.
"Wow! That was a great show!" Suddenly, Darren's voice interrupted the scene.
Duke whirled around and let his eyes settle upon Darren. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry. You're next."
"Oh, I can't wait to kill you as well."
Duke and the other leaders weren't in their best shape to continue fighting. This was the best opportunity for Darren to strike.
With that, Darren and his companions flew down on them.
The air whistled as they went.
His blade and sword intents swung crazily with him.
His overwhelming aura was enough to scare off the warriors present.
"Damn it. This kid might defeat us!"
"Kill them! Kill them!" After getting some rest, Jefferson had regained enough strength to join in the battle. Like a dragon, he roared out his fury.
Lindsay, Finley and the others were relieved to see how the tides had turned.
"It looks like we won't be needing Darren's friends to help us. We can get through this," Lindsay whispered.
"Thank goodness! If these idiots weren't so greedy, it would have been more difficult for us to deal with them." Finley chuckled.
Lindsay shot Finley a look of contempt.
"You fool! Have you already forgotten that they already defeated you once? Now, stop pretending to be a lion when you're only a donkey. Didn't you say before that they wouldn't touch you once they know your name?" Lindsay mocked.
"Well, of course, these ignorant gangsters must not have heard of Mr. Feng before. Anyway, I don't want to waste time talking to you." Finley tried to hide his embarrassment behind his excuse.
However, Lindsay only cast him a scornful glance, and it was enough to shut him up.
Meanwhile, Darren and his companions were fighting fiercely in the battlefield. Soon, they had the other forces cornered.
"Well, do you still want to kill me now?" Darren looked down on Duke coldly.
"You should die!
The Soul of Python! Fight for me!"
With a loud roar, snake-like patterns appeared on Duke's face. It ran around his face up to his back where a python's tail was.
His tongue became longer. The tip was forked like that of a python. He hissed angrily like a ferocious wild beast.
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