Chapter 836 One Hundred Thousand Senior Holy Warriors

The dodecahedral crystal encircled Darren and prevented the terrifying fiendish aura released from the explosion from hitting him.

The waves of runes that shot out from the dodecahedral crystal dispersed the fiendish aura, turned the aura into the most original power, and then disappeared.

Barnes the Holy appeared in front of Darren.

"Ha-ha, the fiendish aura can mobilize my Fake God Character." Barnes the Holy was indeed very excited.

His Fake God Character had appeared twice in a row because of the fiendish aura. This kind of fiendish aura could awaken his most primitive instinct, and he could attack his rivals with the Fake God Character. Even the mysterious power that suppressed him was ineffective now. No wonder Barnes the Holy was excited!

Barnes the Holy thought that if he found the fiend who had condensed a gray pyramid shadow to battle him a moment ago, he might even remove the suppressive force in his body and return to his peak.

The thought put Barnes the Holy in a good mood. Soon, he lifted Darren and flew upward.

Although they had been flying for three days and nights, Barnes the Holy still couldn't leave the magma.

"Damn it! My Fake God Character is ineffective now. My speed is too slow,"

Barnes the Holy muttered as frustration coursed through him.

"Well…" Darren woke after a light snort.

After speaking with Barnes the Holy, he learned that at the last minute, it was Barnes the Holy who had saved him.

"Where's that guy who resembles me?" Darren suddenly remembered that although the fake Darren had detonated the crystal, he hadn't died.

"He ran away."

"Why didn't you catch him?" Darren was unhappy when he heard the news.

"Brat, don't be so presumptuous. I saved your life twice. How dare you ask for more favors?"

"Ahem." Darren was rendered speechless by Barnes the Holy's arrogance.

"Where are the monkey and Caroline?" Darren asked despite Barnes the Holy's uncivil nature, as he was anxious about his friends.

"Go and find them yourself. I have to leave now," Barnes the Holy declared before he turned to depart.

"Okay." Darren flashed toward the space under the ground.

"Come back! Take me with you!" Barnes the Holy shouted.

"I thought you are too busy to help me. Isn't that the case? Or were you lying?" Darren laughed as he flew back.

"Fuck off! I'm not busy now. Take me with you." If Barnes the Holy wanted to fly out of the magma, it would tak

power after two months. Then he can kill you with one finger,"

Darren taunted as he wanted to trick the senior holy warrior to reveal more secrets.

"The black monkey has astonishing potential. But when one hundred thousand ancient senior holy warriors return, we'll be able to drown him with our spittle."

The ancient senior holy warrior smiled as he imagined the scenario where he and his companions would eliminate the monkey.

A brief moment later, when the excitement had vanished, the senior holy warrior realized that he had exposed the secret. Although he was enraged at being tricked, on second thought, he figured it didn't matter as Darren was going to die sooner or later.

Darren's heart thumped. 'Does the River of Forgetfulness really have one hundred thousand senior holy warriors from the ancient times hiding in it?

If it were true, it would be terrible! And their purpose is to occupy the whole world?'

Darren's instinct told him that conquering the world was not their real purpose. It was so unrealistic. There must be a deeper reason for their actions.

"Don't even think about it. As far as I'm concerned, you have been suppressed for so long that you've lost your mind. There can't be one thousand senior holy warriors in the world, let alone one hundred thousand," Darren sneered.

"Don't be silly, brat. I know you're trying to bait me." The ancient senior holy warrior looked at Darren disdainfully.

"So what?"

"Well, since you're going to die anyway, I'll surprise you, and you could die with no regrets!"

As he spoke, a black box came out from the senior holy warrior's chest.