Chapter 1252 Am I Going To Die

After flying staggeringly for dozens of kilometers, Darren landed heavily to the ground.

Darren used his god's sense to analyze his surroundings and sensed that the blood-red figure was coming toward him at an incredible speed.

"Defiant Master! What luck! You're a Defiant Master!"

The blood-red figure stretched out his right hand and waved his bony scarlet palm at the hole in the ground. Darren suddenly felt like countless heavy chains were encroached around him and he was dragged out by an immense force.

He slumped to the ground, barely being able to catch a breath.

Raising his head to get a good glimpse of the figure, he saw that evil runes were flowing through the figure's dark golden mask. It looked like it was driving him insane.

"My Lord, I am Darren Chu. I came here to this land by accident. I certainly didn't mean to offend you. Please, forgive my insolence."

Darren pretended to be humble and apologized to the blood-red figure. He was left with no choice. The power and tenacity he sensed in the man made him fearful of trying to pick a fight. It reminded him of the fear he felt when a chief god noticed him on the day Duke became his believer.

"Devote your soul to me and be my slave forever." The cold and ruthless voice that sounded like a mechanical roar almost made Darren's soul collapse.

The pressure was extremely overbearing.

"Never!"

Darren roared, without thinking.

Even though Darren was scared, he would never allow himself to become a slave. That was the bottom line for him.

"In that case, prepare to be annihilated!"

The figure stretched out his palm, and his fingers gathered slowly. Darren, from thirty feet away, coughed and choked as he felt his neck get squeezed by several powerful forces. The grasp grew stronger and stronger, as Darren became unable to breathe.

He felt a pang of pain in his soul again. His life began flashing before his eyes as he trembled; his vision slowly beginning to fade out.

"Roar!"

A ferocious roar suddenly came from the depths of the sky. The sound was ice cold as well, but it was somewhat different from that of the figure's. The roar was filled with a strong diabolic aura.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A horrible and ferocious crack scarred the sky. It began to spread in all directions. In mere seconds, the cracks had already

oosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The blood-red figure and Avery watched as Darren turned into a strip and flew quickly into the sky.

The two figures both roared furiously at this sight.

Boom!

Boom!

The two extremely powerful figures began to angrily launch attacks at something in the sky.

Bang!

The two forces managed to hit something invisible, creating countless horrible cracks in the space.

A slight cry of pain came from the crack.

In an instant, a skinny man in a red robe appeared.

"Blood Witcher Ancestor!"

"My everlasting enemy, how dare you come to court death?"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The blood-red figure and Avery rushed to the Blood Witcher Ancestor in unison. In the blink of an eye, they were only five hundred thousand kilometers away from him.

Seeing these two hot-headed figures rushing towards him, the Blood Witcher Ancestor knew he couldn't outrun them, and so he stood his ground. Instead, he calmly sat cross legged in mid-air.

Blood Witcher Ancestor's robe fluttered in the violent winds. His fingers which were like dead wood converged on his chest as he muttered an obscure language. It was as if he was chanting an ancient story that had been passed down from the primitive era.

"Kill!"

The blood-red figure and Avery approached the Blood Witcher Ancestor simultaneously. The double-edged blade spun and flew straight towards the Blood Witcher Ancestor's head. Shura Avery's scarlet long spear also surged towards the Blood Witcher Ancestor's chest.

Bang!

A crisp sound echoed throughout the air.