Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 113

Tragically, most of the people who had participated in the experiments died on the spot. A few of them became dozens of times stronger than before, but their consciousness was out of control, meaning, they went insane. Gradually, they became fiends in the end, which had increased the number of their enemies.

Upon seeing the scenarios from the past, Darren could only gulp because of mixed emotions. Among those people who participated in the experiments, only one strong person got eighty percent of success. And after knowing who he was, Darren was astonished.

That successful man was exactly the Demon King Andrew, who had been buried in the mysterious bronze coffin. He was a powerful emperor at that time, known for the countless battles that he won.

After the assimilation, Andrew created a masterpiece of demonic skills. And his strength improved sharply and he almost reached the Holy Realm. His power was truly that of a king.

But why Andrew could only be considered eighty percent successful. Darren also witnessed this.

Even with the power of a king, Andrew couldn't condense the demon core. It meant that his strength stalled at that level and couldn't be improved further, leading him to only attain eighty percent success.

Actually, Twelve had felt the demon core's presence instantly while Darren was transforming into a fiend. After all, Twelve's ability and experience were extraordinary. And that was why he was so excited just now as he witnessed one of the extraordinary things he had ever seen. This moment was remarkable for him.

Now, it was apprehended that Darren could transform into a fiend. It meant that the human race's experiments succeeded eventually. There was one person who could transform into a fiend, and at the same time, had the ability to control himself. A person that could save the human race.

Feeling confused, Darren still couldn't understand why the witcher was so excited. Yes, he could transform into a fiend. But what did it matter to the witcher?

So Darren said, "Sir, I can transform into a fiend. That's true." Twelve only nodded with a big smile. Darren continued, "But what does it have to do with your decision to consume your Witcher Power to send me out?"

"My kid, we have suppressed the giant devil for thousands of years. But our power will run out one day. And that day is coming soon. You are aware of that.

Even if I don't consume Witcher Power, we twelve witchers can only suppress it for eight hundred years at most. And other major Holy Lands may be in the same situation.

It had been dismembered to eight parts by Hiram the Great before. But once one of its parts escapes, the world will be in chaos, and any Holy Land can't stop it. At that time, its eight parts will be together at the end, and it'll come back again. It's frightening, but it is true.

Just now, we felt that there was a kind of striking power in your brain. So we were aware that you are a difference-maker and decided to send you out. We thought you could help us finish this long war of escapade. And I am glad we made the right choice.

Knowing that you can transform into a fiend, we are even happier. We can be saved. Darren, you know, you gave us many surprises today. After I send you out, we can only suppress it for five hundred years at most. We hope that you can make great progress and become as strong as Hiram the Great during this period. If one day the devil really comes back to the world, we want someone who can stand out from the crowd and defend the human race bravely. You are the only one whom we can trust," Twelve said gloomily. He was worried about what might happen now, yet relieved because they found Darren.

Now, Darren understood everything. Those powerful witchers actually thought that he would become a savior in the future. He was doubtful of himself but what could he do about Twelve's moving words? He couldn't decline for a second.

"Don't worry, sir. I assure you I'll fight for the human race if that day comes," Darren replied respectfully with a smile.

The witcher nodded pleasantly. He was relieved to meet such a potential human boy. The eighty percent power that he sacrificed turned out to be the best service.

"By the way, I found you built the third level Spirit Power by yourself. It's very helpful for your growth. Good thing you've obtained it," the witcher said to change the topic. The witcher wanted to know more about this special young lad.