Chapter 1289 Turn The Guards Into Believers (Part One)

Darren and Murphy bided their time patiently while lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to enter the castle.

"See those two guards over there? They are cultivators at the top level of the Star God Realm. We won't be able to get past them so easily," Darren said as he assessed the situation in his head.

"Yeah, I know. We can't confront them on our own." Murphy shook his head, disregarding the thought, and added, "There are many Defense Arrays scattered across the castle. Once we use our god's power, we will risk giving away our location."

"Then what do you suggest we do?" There was no way they could get inside with the guards constantly on the lookout.

"Wait. I'll use my physical strength to get rid of them," Murphy whispered. As long as they resorted to any other method other than their god's power, the Defense Arrays wouldn't be able to pick up on their presence. Even so, approaching the guards stealthily wasn't a walk in the park.

"I suppose it's worth a try. Hold on. How about we capture these two guards instead and force them to become my believers? That way, we can manipulate them into following our orders. What do you think?" Darren spoke, coming up with another strategy.

"That sounds even better! I totally forgot that you're a Defiant Master. Let's go with that then."

After going over their plan, they decided to remain hidden until they found the perfect opportunity to strike.

The next day, their wait ended, and the perfect chance to engage presented itself. They found the guards indulging themselves with a feast they prepared with some beast meat along with wine to keep their throats from going dry. Preoccupied with filling their stomachs, they finally let down their guards.

Not wanting to let this opportunity go

prevent him from dying from his self-caused injuries.

Frustrated from the guard's resistance, Darren inflicted additional wounds on his body as a form of punishment.

Stricken with pain and exhaustion, the guard collapsed on the ground, motionlessly. The guard's suffering refused to meet an end. His face lay severely mutilated beyond recognition.

"How are you enjoying our hospitality? Still want to resist?"

Darren kept slashing at the guard's body as though he were his toy. He made a point to avoid cutting at his vital signs to keep him alive.

Unable to endure the torture, the guard knelt on the ground to gesture his surrender and smacked his head before Darren's feet.

"Master Murphy, undo the seal."

At Darren's words, Murphy removed the seal to allow the guard to talk.

"Sir, I swear, I swear! Just stop this, release me of this agony, please!"

The guard writhed before them, screaming and crying to be let go. The itching sensation left on his body was far more excruciating than the training he had received.

"What are you waiting for? Swear!"

"I, Abbot, hereby swear that I will believe in and serve the Conflicting Chief God with all my life..."