Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 794

Two minions were reporting to the Roc Demon Emperor in the easternmost area of the Lothlann Continent.

"We have found Darren. He is going to enter the Raksa Sea."

"What? Okay." The Roc Demon Emperor, who was standing in the hall, was thrilled with the news. His eyes were filled with demonic aura.

Darren was a new rising talent of the human race. Now that Darren had chosen to oppose the Roc Demon Emperor, the only option was to kill him.

'Since Mathew and Hanson chose you, I will kill you to give a heavy blow to the two losers. Ha-ha, ' the Roc Demon Emperor thought to himself.

He shouted, "Thirteen blood shadows, come out!"

Thirteen streaks of blood appeared as soon as the Roc Demon Emperor's roar shook the palace.

"Listen up! I can't enter the Raksa Sea. So I must send you to kill that brat. Make sure you bring his severed head to me! Do you understand?"

The thirteen orbs of blood mist accepted the order simultaneously.

"Very well. As he has a companion who knows the Spatial Rule, take the Shackle Divine Weapon. With this weapon, you can lock space within fifty kilometers. Then kill that brat, too."

At the same time, a pagoda-shaped object was thrown into the hands of the blood mist closest to the Roc Demon Emperor.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The thirteen streaks of blood mist disappeared.

"Your Majesty, what if the thirteen blood shadows are no match for the two human brats?" an old monkey beside the Roc Demon Emperor questioned.

"Don't speak nonsense! The thirteen blood shadows withstood several attacks from me. They are capable of killing the two brats."

"Yes, yes. You're right, Your Majesty."

In the center of the Lothlann Continent, a phantom wandered in front of the Dragon Holy Land.

Gradually, he approached the door of the forbidden area.

Buzz.

The forbidden area trembled, and a frightening spooky aura filled it.

The phantom stopped in front of the door as it couldn't go any further. Intense Witcher Power guarded the entrance.

Inside the forbidden area, in the middle of the blood pool

None of the twelve witchers noticed a drop of blood flying out of the boiling pool silently.

With a whir, the drop of blood passed the barriers and finally escaped through a gap in the door.

This was Darren's drop of blood essence that the first fiend ancestor acquired when Darren entered the forbidden area a long time ago.

Now it finally came in handy.

Buzz.

The air vibrated, and the drop of blood essence gradually turned into a human form.

The phantom moved forward and merged with the figure formed by the blood essence.

His skin slowly turned from gray-black to normal.

"Kill that human and refine his blood essence." A metallic voice rang in his mind.

"Yes, Master."

As he turned, the figure's face and breath appeared similar to Darren's.

The ancient smell of the Raksa Sea permeated through the space.

"Ah, a familiar scent! It has been a while since I was last here."

As the Water Kylin had grown up in the Raksa Sea, returning to his hometown was a refreshing change.

"Dead dog, as you are familiar with the Raksa Sea, take us to the herbs.

By the way, have you sensed any extremely powerful breath?" Darren asked.

"Ahem, the last time I was here, I was very weak. I didn't dare to go to many places. Many creatures were much stronger than me..." the Water Kylin said in embarrassment.

"You piece of junk." Finley rolled his eyes.

"Finley, I have put up with you for a long time. You'd better not be so arrogant, or I will beat your pig head!" the Water Kylin said fiercely.

"Are you looking for trouble?" Finley ground his teeth and glared at the Water Kylin.

"Well, if you want to fight, then come at me. I have awoken again. Don't you believe that I can beat you?" challenged the Water Kylin as anger coursed through him.

"Shut up!" Darren roared. "You guys argue all day long. Dead dog, when I told you that Finley had died, you cried for three days and nights. Are you really so annoyed by him?"