"What the hell happened?" At the sound of such remorse from a mighty warrior like Abelard, Darren believed that they were really in great danger. Thus, he asked urgently and demanded an urgent response as well.
"Some rebellious guys in Timothy's clan attacked his family, and I came in to help him, but they were too strong. There was a four-star grand warrior among them, and Timothy's parents have been killed."
"Oh, my goodness! How long can you hold out? I will be right there," Darren reckoned anxiously. Wasting no time, he prepared himself for battle.
"No, don't come here! This wretched guy is solid, and I reckon that even the Water Kylin can't resist him. I just want to say goodbye to you, pal. Promise me that you will not come over on impulse, or else you will die as well!" with a shout-like voice, Abelard warned Darren anxiously. He was afraid that Darren would come and save them. That for sure would put his life on the line, and Abelard didn't want that to happen, especially knowing that it was for their sake.
"Don't worry about me! Just tell me, how long can you hold out? And how could that four-star grand warrior appear in Timothy's clan?" Darren asked incredulously in a demanding and commanding voice.
"Seven days! If we get lucky, I am afraid we will live for seven days at most. The bastard actually is not even a human but a border mutant who has spied in Timothy's clan for many years," Abelard surmised in between gasps. It could be sensed in his voice that he, too, was in pain.
"Oh, that makes sense. Just hang in there for a bit longer. I will be there as soon as I can." With that, Darren sent his last message and then cut off contact. He knew that Abelard would undoubtedly try to dissuade him, in any way possible not to go there.
Yet, Darren had made up his mind, and no one could stop him. As he flew on his way towards Timothy's clan, Darren mulled over the situation.
'The Water Kylin and I couldn't be able to defeat the border mutant who is a four-star grand warrior. Maybe I can use the Ancient Void Battlefield?' As he recalled Abelard's words, Darren thought and explored the Ancient Void Battlefield. Maybe he could use the space as another escape route this time in case things came to worst.
"Finley, you will have work to do a few days later." His voice echoed in the Ancient Void Battlefield.
But after a few seconds, Finley did not seem to heed and didn't bother to respond to Darren.
"Finley! Where are you, silly brat?"
With a louder voice this time, Darren's shouts echoed all over the Ancient Void Battlefield.
"Um? It is no use trying to contact Finley, master! He has secluded himself in a secret place to cultivate. He said that he was going to try his best to break through to the level of the six-star grand warrior,"
responded the Water Kylin, lying lazily somewhere in the Ancient Void Battlefield.
"He has secluded himself? How could he do that?" Realizing that Finley was indeed nowhere to be found, Darren frowned and continued to ask, "How long will he keep cultivating?"
"Who knows? He told me that he encountered a bottleneck, so I am afraid it will be a long time for him to break through this time. Oh, if I remembered it correctly, he said it would take him at least thirty years," said the Water Kylin casually as if what he was saying was just a piece of joke.
Due to the differences among the spaces, a timeframe of thirty years in the Ancient Void Battlefield was equal to more or less three months outside of the space.
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