Chapter 1208 Jefferson Is In

Darren and the others finally arrived at Wilson's territory.

Unable to wait any longer, Jefferson turned to Darren and said, "Make a battle axe for me. Here are the materials. If you fail me, I'll make sure you'll suffer. So, you better be careful."

Once Jefferson obtained the level-seven divine weapon, he would become the strongest among the four major forces. This would give him the chance to rule the entire forest.

"Yes." Darren nodded his head respectfully. Then, he turned to Wilson and asked where the forging room was.

"Does this mean you're going to start making the weapon now, Darren?"

"Of course I will. I'm working for Jefferson so I have to act fast."

"Of course! Come with me!" With that, Wilson led the way ahead.

He brought Darren to an underground weapons room. Inside, there were many furnaces. However, they were cold and old. It seemed like they were abandoned for a long time.

"Sir, are you really going to make a weapon for Jefferson?"

"Of course not. I don't even know how to forge weapons," Darren admitted. He then paused before saying, "Didn't I tell you just now that I'm going to kill him instead?"

"What?" A look of nervousness dawned on Wilson's face. He broke out in cold sweat as fear took a hold on him. "Sir, please consider your choice carefully. His strength is far out of our league. He is in the middle-level of the Star God Realm. If we act too rashly, we will surely die."

"Don't worry. I have a plan." Determination flowed through Darren's veins. His voice was firm and held so much confidence. With that said, he sent Lindsay a message with his spiritual sense. The message urged her to come to him immediately.

It didn't take long for her to arrive at the weapons room.

"What else do you want, Darren? I don't have time for your antics," Lindsay said.

"Where's the arrogant person I first met? Why are you being so timid now?" Darren smiled playfully at her.

"Fuck off! Whatever it is you're implying, I'm not afraid of Jefferson. I just don't want to watch you die. What do you think I will do if you die?" Lindsay looked away from him. There was a bitterness in her voice as she said this.

Darren was stunned by her words. It took him a while to answer. He said, "It sounds weird that you're worried about me. Let's just make this clear. We will never be together."

"What are you talking about? I already told you that I don't like you." She placed her hands on her hips and continued, "Just tell me what you're planning to do."

"Very well then. All you have to do is to let Jefferson into your space. Then Saxo

render to you?" Jefferson gritted his teeth. His pride prevented him from admitting defeat.

Before Darren could move, Wilson rushed in.

He stood before Jefferson and began beating him with his fists. It wasn't long before Jefferson was badly injured and beaten into a bloody pulp.

"How dare you talk to our leader like that? You idiot!" Wilson kicked at Jefferson's legs without remorse.

The latter only continued to grit his teeth. He refused to show them his pain and agony. However, his eyes remained dark and murderous.

"Wilson, I should have known. Why would you betray me like this?"

Upon seeing Wilson, Jefferson could feel his fury rising up and filling his entire body. He could feel himself shaking and vomiting blood in anger. He remembered how Wilson was like a dog in his service. He was humble and obedient. Who would have thought that Wilson would betray him like this?

Internally, Wilson was thrilled. He turned to Darren and said, "Sir, I believe that he will not surrender that easily. I beg you to allow me to use the Soul Assimilating Bug on him."

The Soul Assimilating Bug was similar to the Immortal Assimilating Bug that Darren had seen in the past. It could absorb one's God Character, while also causing pain on one's soul.

"You!"

Jefferson murmured. His lips trembled upon hearing Wilson's words.

He had experienced the pain of those Soul Assimilating Bugs. It was back when he was cultivating in some illusion space. Even though thousands of years had already passed, he still shuddered at the memory.

"Very well," Darren agreed.

"Jefferson, you bastard! I look forward to seeing you suffer!" A glint of excitement shone brightly in Wilson's eyes as he looked at Jefferson.