Chapter 1216 The Terrifying Pressure

Duke wasn't only talented. He was also born with a Primeval Bloodline. Darren couldn't help but think he would be a great addition to the team.

As soon as the battle was over, Darren flew towards Duke.

"I'll go straight to the point. If you want to live, you need to become my believer. Are you willing to do that?" Darren asked bluntly.

Duke glared at Darren with venom in his eyes. He let out a furious roar, but didn't say anything else.

"You better think twice before answering me," Darren cautioned him.

"Go to hell! I will never surrender to you," Duke growled. He sounded more beast than man.

"Very well then. I shall respect your decision. There will be no torture. I will kill you here and now." Darren had expected that Duke would be a very difficult man to deal with. He was stubborn and determined. Now that he had made his decision, even the Soul Assimilating Bugs wouldn't change his mind.

"Sir, let me have a try," Jefferson said, stepping forward.

"There's no need. It would be useless to torture him now." At first, Darren thought that Jefferson was planning to make Duke suffer until he surrendered.

"Sir, I'm not going to torture him. I want to try something else." It was as if Jefferson had read his mind. Then he added, "He's a tough guy, so I'm certain violence is no use on him. But we can use his interest on the divine weapon to our advantage."

Jefferson's words seemed to perk Darren's interest. It reminded him of when Duke first saw Jefferson's level-eight divine weapon. There was a gleam of interest in his eyes as he looked at it.

"I see your point." Darren nodded his head. He seemed pleased at Jefferson's suggestion. Then he turned to Duke and said, "Duke, I still have some fragments that can be forged into a level-eight divine weapon. If you're willing to become my believer, I will create another divine weapon for you. What do you think?"

Darren kept his eyes on Duke the whole time he spoke.

Upon hearing those words, Duke's eyes widened. It was only a fleeting moment before it darkened again.

"Did you really think that I would surrender... Just for a divine weapon? That's ridiculous!" Duke closed his eyes.

But just as when Darren was about to give up, Duke spoke up once again. "If you get me a level-nine divine weapon, then I will consider it. Otherwise, you can kill me now."

"Huh? Who do you think you

level-nine divine weapon any time you want."

Duke then turned back into his normal human body. He seemed weaker now compared to before.

He fell down to his knees and bowed to Darren.

"I am willing to serve you."

"That's good to hear. Now, make an oath. Use your soul as you swear that you will now follow the Conflicting Chief God forever," Darren said.

"The Conflicting Chief God?" It was only then that Duke realized something. "You! You are the Defiant Master!"

"Correct. It seems like you haven't noticed this before. If I am not the Defiant Master, then why would I be able to take over the other forces and turn them into my believers?"

"I understand now. You really are the Defiant Master!" Duke growled.

"Why? Are you taking back your words?" Darren frowned.

"No. I'm still willing to submit myself to you and become your believer. I swear to it now." Then Duke swore on his soul that he would believe in the Conflicting Chief God for the rest of his life and that he would never betray him for all eternity.

This took Darren by surprise. He wasn't expecting Duke to say yes without hesitation.

"Okay. Get up." After Duke's oath, Darren used a kind of force to lift him up.

All of a sudden, a bolt of lightning tore through the depths of the void.

In a flash, the whole area was plunged into darkness. The lights had been blocked out.

A pair of cold, dark golden eyes opened amid the darkness as it stared down on the earth.

"Huh!" Darren suddenly found himself trembling all over. His body moved on its own accord, prostrating on the ground.