"Who are you? Why are you following me?" Darren asked sternly.
However, considering the being that had appeared in front of him was a human being, Darren didn't launch an immediate attack.
"Good. I can see you're very vigilant. I'm a Sacred Envoy from the Sacred Palace. You can call me your excellency," the old man that had materialized from the runes said arrogantly.
"I don't know what the Sacred Palace is." Darren was dissatisfied with the old man due to his arrogance.
"Well well well, what an arrogant boy! Even with your current power, you've never heard of the Sacred Palace?" The old man turned defensive.
"Does it really matter if I know the Sacred Palace or not? You called me arrogant. I don't even know you. And now you want me to call you your excellency. Not only that, but you're just a shadow, not a real human, aren't you?" Darren bombarded the old man with questions, making him confused.
The old man stayed speechless for a while, then burst out laughing. "Ha ha, good boy. It was me who was too bold. I'm sorry."
"Now tell me, why are you here?" Darren asked.
"I think you know better than anyone that the space passage has been sealed. When this happened, the entire Sacred Palace was shocked. They thought the human race in the Bottom Spiritual World was in danger. Fortunately, even though you made a mistake, you took the responsibility and saved the human race." The old man looked at Darren meaningfully.
"I don't think I've made any mistakes," Darren told the old man.
"Well," the old man coughed and said, "let's discuss that later. The most important thing right now is the king of the fiendish mutants. He is our biggest enemy. If he is completely awake and there's no one to stop him, we'll all be doomed."
"I know that the so-called king of the fiendish mutants is very powerful. Since you're the envoy of the Sacred Palace, you must be very strong, right? Why don't you do something to stop him?" Darren asked.
"No, I can't do that. It's hard enough for me to even form a shadow here with the rule power, let alone fight against the king of the fiendish mutants. Since you are one of the two strongest warriors in the Bottom Spiritual World at present, the Sacred Palace is ordering you to do your best to stop it," the old man declared. His voice slipped back into a condescending tone unconsciously.
Darren wasn't happy with the old man's words. The old man's arrogance angered him.
But he knew there was no need to be so serious with a shadow that materialized from the rule power.
"You don't have to tell me that. Even without you ordering me to do it, I plan to do it," Darren answered with disdain.
"Here is a Soul Exploding Rune, take it. If you need to, you can use it to blow up your soul. Once your soul explodes, you can hit the target with a power that's three thousand times stronger than your current strength," the old man said handing Darren a card.
"Are you kidding? How can I live if I use this rune to blow up my soul?" Although he accepted the card, Darren's face darkened.
"So what if you die? Your life is a small price to pay to protect this whole world. You should be willing to die to protect it," the old man said flatly.
Swish!
Darren hacked the old man's shadow with his sword without saying a word.
While he knew it was just a shadow not the real man, he needed to vent his anger.
"You've gone too far, old man. My life may mean nothing to you, but it means everything to me,"
Darren shouted, drawing back his sword.
The old man's face contorted in anger. "Do you know what the so-called king is after? Once it wakes up, the king of the fiendish mutants might go directly to the forbidden areas of the Holy Lands. We know everything you've experienced in the Bottom Spiritual World. You should know the consequences of opening those forbidden areas.
Don't you? Aren't you the one who provoked Eddy and caused all this trouble? Shouldn't you take responsibility?" the old man roared.
Darren's face turned to stone. "Since you know what happened, why do you still blame me? Is this how the Sacred Palace operates? Eddy has committed innumerable crimes, and he even captured my sister. Why don't you punish him? What constitutes truth and justice in your eyes? Go away, I don't want to talk to you anymore."
"How dare you..."
The old man's face contorted in anger.
"If it were my real body here instead of my shadow, you would have already been killed by now, you bastard!" the old man growled.
"Fuck off!" Darren answered simply. Then he flew away from the place.
The old man's rage made the runes on his face flicker as his shadow disappeared into the sea.
In the magnificent palace of the Medium Spiritual World
"How did it go? What did the boy say?" an extravagantly dressed middle-aged man asked.
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