The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 3006

Chapter 3006

Lord Kenny and Donoghue were suspicious of each other, so Darryl was not worried.

People from the major sects below the battle stage had their own agendas, and they would not make a move for the time being.

Darryl's only worry was Quincy. After all, they were at the South Cloud World Royal City, and her strength was commendable.

Suddenly, Quincy looked at Darryl and then at the two figures fighting fiercely in mid-air; her eyebrows furrowed as she was confused.

'What's going on?¹

'Is the person up there Lord Kenny’s subordinate or Florian's accomplice?'

At the same time, Xenia and the other Nine Saint Oracles were also puzzled.

"You—"

Xenia looked cautiously at Darryl, "who are you? why do you want to save US?"

Her weak voice questioned Darryl's motive.

After the incident, Xenia, Yennie, and the other Nine Saint Oracles were very disappointed in people from the Nine Mainland. They thought that the people were cunning, treacherous, and also overly pedantic. Not a single person had believed that they were the real Nine Saint Oracles.

Yet, the person in front of them, whom they had never seen before, claimed that he was there to save them. How could they believe in his claim blindly?

F*ck...

Darryl was baffled that Xenia was wary of him.

Then, he explained patiently, "I'm just a nobody in the cultivator's world. I believe you are the real Nine Saint Oracles, so I risked my life to come up here."

Darryl was dying to tell them his real identity.

However, it was difficult because Xenia and the other Nine Saint Oracles believed that Darryl had killed Cynthia.

'Anobody?'

Xenia and Yennie looked at each other; they remained prudent and watchful.

"Come on!"

Quincy, who had been pondering the matter, seemed to have understood what had happened. She waved her hand and gave an order to the South cloud World royal guards! "Watch over those fake Nine Saint Oracles and take down the one who dashed up there."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The South cloud World royal guards responded to her command. They drew their longswords and charged toward Darryl quickly.

F*ck!

Darryl was anxious; he felt helpless.

He thought he had shown sincerity in gaining Xenia and the other Nine Saint Oracles' trust. He was surprised to see that they were on their guard about him. It had gotten even more difficult to release them since Quincy had snapped back to her senses.

"Lord Kenny! Florian!"

Quincy looked at the two people engaged in a fierce duel in mid-air and said coldly, "No matter who that person is, I think both of you no longer need to compete since the rules of the tournament have been broken."

"Let the South cloud World royals handle those fake Nine Saint Oracles."

Quincy's voice was not loud, but her authoritative tone spread throughout the prayer altar.

"No!"

Lord Kenny roared; his eyes were blood-red, and his body was filled with evil spirits.

"I must take those eight women with me," Lord Kenny spoke coldly. The very next instant, he took out a palm-sized black cauldron.

The small black cauldron was squarish; it was exquisitely designed. However, it was engraved with spirit, skeletons, and strange inscriptions, which gave it a strong sense of wickedness.

In an instant, Donoghue and the crowd focused their attention on the small black cauldron that Lord Kenny held in his hand.

"What is that?"

"The evil spirit in it is so potent!"

"What is he going to do?"

Some of the people in the crowd had a clue about the situation.

"The King of Death's Cauldron!"