Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 571

"Scott, now that they are willing to surrender, do you think we should still kill the powerful mutants or not?" Darren licked his lips and continued to stare at Scott.

Scott tilted his head to look at Darren and remained silent for a few seconds. "If they really intend to submit, we'd better not kill them. We don't need a dispute in the future." He looked up and weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

"Dispute?" Darren furrowed his eyebrows at Scott's words.

If they killed all the mutants, then there would be no dispute. It sounded like a winning idea.

"Yes, it is. There are powerful mutants of different tribes in the Medium Spiritual World as well. They reached an agreement with the Sacred Palace that gave birth to the state of peace. Once we kill all the mutants in the Bottom Spiritual World, even if we had a reason, it would be difficult for human beings in the Medium Spiritual World to solve the problem in the future." Scott crossed his arms.

"I don't know much about these things. I only heard it from the elders in my clan," he added. Scott's serious face looked icy cold to Darren at that moment. Darren pressed his lips together. He knew Scott was right.

"In that case, we'll just let them go. After all, there are civilians in the mutant races as well. If we slaughtered all of them, we would become the bad guys."

Among every race, the ones with great ambition were always the ones at the highest level. It wouldn't be right if these people became enemies. If they were to slaughter all the mutants, no matter they were good or bad, it also would be against their conscience.

"Let's go down and have a look first," Scott said in a low voice.

Darren and Scott looked down and landed in front of the double-headed mutant general.

"Do you genuinely surrender? You and any other mutants of your race cannot bother us again. If I catch you, I'll kill you all." Darren's cold voice sent a wave of shock down the spine of the mutant general. With his soft legs, he stood shivering on the spot.

The double-headed general gulped and tried to calm his racing heart that was trying hard to shoot out of his chest. "Yes, we genuinely surrender. We won't bother you anymore. I'll lead them. I will make sure they are prohibited from entering the human territory." He lowered his head and knelt on the ground. He did not even dare to raise his head to look at Darren and Scott.

Once the double-headed mutant general finished his words, the crowd started whispering. Loud voices of contempt tensed the environment even more. One of them couldn't hold it in and said, "I understand the law of the jungle. But why are we always the lowliest in this world? I can't accept this! I can't! God is so unfair! Our ancestors risked their lives for nothing!" His piercing gaze landed on Darren and Scott. The double-headed man bared his teeth and roared at the top of his lungs.

"I have infuriated you. Now you must want to kill me." He gave a tight lipped smile that look creepy to many around him. "Don't worry. I won't be a burden on you people. I'll kill myself with my own hands." His sharp voice acted like electricity that crawled down everyone's spines, and they shivered.

The double-headed man pierced his both heads with his palms. He did not want to surrender, so he chose to kill himself. Most of the people watching this horrifying scene closed their eyes in shock.

Darren and Scott furrowed their brows as they continued to watch the scene. What did that double-headed man want? And why did he suddenly kill himself?

The double-headed mutant general looked at Darren and Scott, and his palms started to sweat profusely. Would the two human beings choose to vent anger and kill them all after this?

Darren was silent for a while, and he continued to stare at the lifeless body. Stench of blood reached his nose, and his lips curled. "What did he mean?" He narrowed his eyes at the dead double-headed man.

Death of that double-headed man was really pitiful. A small spark of sympathy rose in Darren's heart. He rubbed the nape of his neck and looked at the double-headed general.

"Eh?" The general tilted his head and stared at the two humans for a long time. The double-headed general didn't know what Darren was thinking. He simply lowered his head. "He was too irritable. Please forgive him. I swear in the name of our ancestors that we will keep our promises. Please forgive my people." His voice trembled in the last sentence.

"In fact, there aren't any so-called mutants on this land."

Suddenly, an old double-headed man with wrinkles all over his body stumbled out of the crowd.

"My priest, please don't go over there. I beg you!"