Chapter 1095 The Riots

Darren did not ask for much in front of the old man.

"Witcher ancestor, I'll leave him to you then."

"No worries." He then carried the old man up with his Witcher Power and the old man disappeared into the air.

"Darren, look!"

After the witcher ancestor had concealed the old man, he pointed towards the depths of the void.

Darren followed the direction the witcher ancestor pointed at, and was shocked in amazement. Another Crisis Star had lit up in the sky!

Although the light of this star was fainter than the first one, it was clearly shining in the vast expanse of the sky.

"Witcher ancestor, why did another star light up?" Darren asked immediately.

"Did the Shura go with you?" asked the witcher ancestor.

"Yes, he did."

"Then he should have obtained a lot, correct?" the witcher ancestor asked again.

Darren suddenly realized what the witcher ancestor meant by asking—the second Crisis Star symbolized the Shura!

Since the Shura had obtained the God Character of his ancestor back in the Virtual Battle Space, Darren was worried he'd grown stronger. At present, the Shura was already a graver threat to the Lothlann Continent than the first fiend ancestor since the latter's body parts hadn't completely escaped yet.

"Oh, it's him. So I guess now I know who the five Crisis Stars you mentioned are."

"Enumerate them, then," the witcher ancestor said as he stared blankly at Darren; testing him.

"The first Crisis Star is definitely the mysterious man who is currently hiding in the River of Forgetfulness. The second one is the Shura. There's no doubt about it. The third one will be the recovered first fiend ancestor, while the fourth will be the immortal. As for the last one..." Darren paused for a moment.

"You are correct. Now, who do you think the last one is?" The witcher ancestor's voice was flat, but brilliant green flames began to show in his eyes.

"It's me," Darren answered calmly without hesitation, and then added, "Or it's my friend, Scott?"

The witcher ancestor looked at Darren—surprised but impressed. "Why do you think it could be Scott?" he asked.

"In the Virtual Battle Space created by Hiram the Great, I was unable to use my dragon blood aura. The guardian stated that my dragon blood aura conflicted with the abilities of the destroyers in the upcoming fifth crisis. From this, only two individuals came to mind—Scott, or me," stated Darren in full honesty.

The witcher ancestor was silent.

"To be frank, even I have no idea who the fifth Crisis Star is," sighed the witcher ancestor hoarsely.

"Darren, I have a question for you."

"What is it, sir?"

The witcher ancestor quietly turned with hi

tfulness.

As soon as Darren stepped into the Lothlann Continent, he saw the sky far away shrouded in an ominous black fog. This was the aura of the first fiend ancestor.

"Damn it. He's really starting to take action!"

Darren gritted his teeth and flew forward; trying to locate the first fiend ancestor by following his dark aura.

Darren arrived at one of the forbidden areas and found a figure floating in the sky from a distance. It was the first fiend ancestor using his power to break the Witcher Power defense hanging over the forbidden area.

"Fuck off!"

Darren shouted, standing in the air.

A beastly roar ripped throughout the space in reply.

Even from a distance, the first fiend ancestor sensed Darren's arrival instantly.

"You must die."

The ice cold words of the first fiend ancestor echoed into Darren's mind from afar.

"Humph! Last time, I failed to kill you, but this time I will have no mercy!"

In all actuality, Darren had zero confidence in defeating the first fiend ancestor—who had already managed to gather five body parts. Despite this, Darren had to find a way to distract the first fiend ancestor from continuing his attack on the forbidden area.

"You insect. You're far too arrogant."

As the cold demonic voice sounded, the first fiend ancestor's bloody body flashed and headed straight towards Darren.

Darren tried to keep a calm look as the fiend came towards him. He sensed the sheer power of the first fiend ancestor. The fiendish aura it wielded was now equal to that of a warrior at the highest stage of the Emperor Realm.

However, Darren was left with no choice but to fight him.

Quick swipes of a blade could be heard as they gained momentum.

The intangible blade and sword intents began to circle around Darren.