Chapter 1210 Crisis (Part One)

Darren asked Jefferson to make most of the leaders of the gangsters surrender. Once these leaders submitted to Darren, their men followed suit. The gangsters became Darren's believers.

Because of this, Darren had tens of thousands of believers. His Power of Belief also began to rapidly increase.

"Sir, I am going to take care of the other two guys now," Jefferson said to Darren, smiling. He was talking about the remaining two powerful leaders of the four major forces in the forest.

"Are you sure you can take them down?"

"You gave me a level-eight divine weapon. It'll be a piece of cake."

"Alright, proceed. But remember, you need to ask them to surrender first before killing them. By the way, take Wilson with you. Ask him to release the Soul Assimilating Bugs when the need arises."

"Yes," Jefferson said, bowing to Darren. He and Wilson flew away.

Darren had nothing else to do, so he began to practice.

He sat on the ground, crossing his legs. He delved deep into his consciousness.

The mysterious space in his mind had shattered and turned into a dark tunnel. Deep in the void, the sound of waves could be heard.

Darren was curious about where the tunnel would lead him and why it appeared in his mind.

Darren explored the void with his consciousness.

Suddenly, ten feet in, he felt agonizing pressure bear down on him.

Darren felt his soul sting. A huge wave of exhaustion swept over him.

"Ugh! What a terrible force!" Darren was surprised. He released his spiritual sense into the mysterious space, but he did not dare explore the dark void again.

'Where's the talent I had absorbed before?' Darren wondered. The talent he had absorbed had been condensed into crystals and was stored here. However, it seemed to have disappeared.

Darren also noticed a ray of black god's power spreading towards him.

These black forces seemed to be attracted by his Power of Belief. Although there was not much coming out of the void, his black force would gradually grow stronger as time passed.

"Now my black god's power should be comparable to the dark gold god's power." Darren surveyed the black god's power.

With these two powerful forces, Darren could kill just about anyone whose level was lower than the m

he same level. However, he didn't expect that Jefferson would have a level-eight divine weapon. Even if he used all his strength, he would quickly be defeated by Jefferson because of the powerful weapon.

"Yes, this is the divine weapon that Darren gave me. It is impossible for you to defeat me. I will give you a chance to surrender," Jefferson said coldly.

"Hahaha." Burke laughed ferociously, blood coming out of his mouth. "Do you think he is strong enough to make me surrender? Kill me. If you kill me, this forest will be razed to the ground. If I go down, you will go down with me!"

There was a special mark on Burke's body. Once he died, his entire clan would immediately know and would come to where he was.

"Oh, I won't kill you," Darren said, flying over to him.

"Are you scared? You'd better kneel down and surrender to me right now. Otherwise, I will send a message to my brother. He will kill you like the vermin you are!" Burke yelled, arrogance dripping from his voice.

"You are too naive. I won't kill you but that doesn't mean I won't torture you." Darren's face turned grim. "Wilson, it's your time now."

Wilson flew out with the other two leaders in his hands.

The men had swollen, red veins protruding from every inch of their bodies. Their faces were deathly pale and they trembled continuously. They had been tortured by Wilson's Soul Assimilating Bugs.

"Don't worry, sir. Let these two losers surrender first." Wilson threw the two men in front of Darren.