Chapter 780 Invincible Finley

After a while, the middle-aged man broke into peals of laughter.

"Which relic did you enter and find the emperor's portrait?"

The middle-aged man knew that this was the only way for Darren to have seen a holy emperor.

"Since I know that you don't believe me, I won't bother explaining it to you. Tell me. Will you let me take Lord Donald and the others away? Or will you try to kill me?" Darren decided to speak directly.

"Kill you!" The middle-aged man spat out the two words. After a moment's consideration, he added, "It's a pity that I have to kill you. Young man, given your strength and potential, I will not quibble with you this time. I will spare you if you leave without the lord and his companions."

"There's no room for negotiation. I have to take Lord Donald and his people with me. I also demand an apology from the eight commanders of the Cross Expeditionary Force." Darren didn't compromise.

"Ha-ha." The middle-aged man glanced at Darren with a befuddled expression. The tone that Darren had used when speaking with him amused the middle-aged man. Then he replied, "Didn't you know that this is not a discussion?"

"Since this is no longer a dialogue, don't blame me for what happens next.

Finley, are you done?" Darren's roar spread through the sea.

Under the dark waters, Finley's body dazzled with light. A dense mist spread, and many rule silk threads broke. Then the dense mist turned into small storms that shook the North Sea Prison.

Boom.

The earth and sky quivered violently as a water column, several hundred kilometers in diameter, shot into the void.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Dozens of people, led by a middle-aged man with an aged face, arrived. It was Lord Donald.

"Sir."

Lord Donald bowed respectfully when he saw the man in the void.

"Donald, I heard that you acquired a good helper in the palace. Regardless, you lost a bet to the eight commanders on that day. As per the rules, you must return to prison," the middle-aged man said.

"Old man, I don't care about your rules. My friend has come to escort those people away. How dare you stand in his way?"

Finley's arrogance and strong aura immediately caught the middle-aged man's attention.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man was surprised when he tried to detect the young man's level.

we need to continue that battle. What do you think?" suggested the middle-aged man.

"I don't care about the fight. If you continue to argue, the eight commanders will surely die," Finley shouted.

"How dare you? Brat! If you dare to hurt the eight commanders, I will kill Darren. Anyway, he is not a member of the eight clans," the middle-aged man said just as his palm appeared behind Darren.

Finley panicked.

The middle-aged man could not hurt him, but he couldn't protect Darren from the middle-aged man.

"Darren, what do you think?" Finley asked.

"You mean the Sacred Palace has to fight the eight commanders one more time?" Darren asked calmly.

"That's right," the middle-aged man nodded.

"Good. I'll fight them. If I win, your eight commanders will be taken to the Sacred Palace for conviction. Is that acceptable?" Darren negotiated.

"Bullshit! You think we will lose?" one of the commanders roared. He seemed to be the most aggressive.

"Make those people shut up, okay? A simple yes or no is enough," Darren said to the middle-aged man, calmly.

The middle-aged man ignored Darren's arrogance. After a brief pause, he replied, "Of course, it is okay. But if you lose, you have to leave the people from the Sacred Palace in prison. Moreover, you will be judged by my Cross Expeditionary Force. The eight commanders will decide your punishment. However, you can be assured that we won't kill you. In fact, I can guarantee it."

"In that case, let's fight!" Darren roared as he released an intense force.