Chapter 602 Marked Again (Part Two)


    When everything was calmed and settled, Darren was left standing, alone, deste, and filled with


    remorse and misery. All these mixed up emotions made him frown momentarily.


    Yet, torture and torment didn''t end there. Horror filled Darren''s eyes when he saw in his chest the mark


    of the cross. This time, however, the mark was made topletion.


    As it all synced into him, Darren''s face turned livid with rage. After all that they had done to him, Darren


    was overwhelmed with hatred at these unknown subjects.


    "Come on if you want! I''ll kill all of you!" Darren roared, shaking the whole city with his uproar.


    But after this shout of challenge, the noise in the Impant City suddenly quieted down as if they were


    jounced and shuddered by Darren''s powerful aura.


    To vent out his anger, Darren roared and roared incessantly until he was parched and exhausted.


    He wanted to find E''s dead body and give her a decent burial that she deserved. Howbeit, he


    searched high and low, but he couldn''t find anything, as she was reduced to dust by that vile figurine


    creature.


    "I''m sorry, E. You may rest assured that I will kill those creatures from the Divine Lunar Sect to


    avenge you and your family''s death!"


    Clutched on his hands was the dust from the ruins as he made such a promise to E in a deep voice.


    After shedding a tear or two, Darren soared into the sky at breakneck speed.


    As soon as he was midair, a powerful aura locked in on him.


    "No need to hurry," whispered a voice in Darren''s ears.


    "What?" asked Darren in a puzzled tone.


    Whoever it was, Darren knew that he was not that weak when it came to both talents and intents, but


    Darren was in a rage right now and would not doubtfully kill anyone who came on his way.


    "What? Do you want to die too?" asked Darren icily. Though he wasn''t able to see the face of the man


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    bearing the voice yet.


    "Ha-ha. Don''t get me wrong, young man. I am Zavier Fang, the Governor of Impant City. I see that


    you are extremely powerful, so I am here to pay my respects to you." The man who presented himself


    to Darrenughed and showed no hostility towards the enraged warrior.


    "I killed your soldiers. Aren''t you going to arrest me?" Darren asked with a nk face, not heeding to


    his ttery.


    "Oh, they were just a few minions, and they don''t matter. They deserve it," the man replied casually.


    "Then why do you want to see me? Just tell me what you want, straight away." Considering the man''s


    nature, Darren knew that he hadn''te to him for chitchat.


    "You''re really a straightforward guy. Then I won''t beat around the bush. Ie here to invite you to join


    my Sacred Wind Pce. Do you have any interest?" probed Zavier Fang.


    "What is the Sacred Wind Pce? Anyway, I am not interested." With that being said, Darren turned to


    leave.


    "Don''t worry. It will not take too much of your time to hear me out.


    Impant City is just an epitome of this area. The entire world is filled with killings and crimes. If you


    go out alone and travel outside, you will be doomed sooner orter. Only by joining my Sacred Wind


    Pce and working together with us can you survive.


    I know that you are powerful alone, even more powerful than I am. But on this vastnd, countless


    strong people make a living by killing. In those big tribes, there are a lot of martial artists who are


    inferior holy warriors. It''s dangerous for you to walk alone.


    To join the Sacred Wind Pce, you don''t need to pay any price, and you can have our protection for


    free. Why not take us to your consideration?"


    Fearing that Darren would leave, Zavier kept convincing him to stay by firing words to persuade him.


    "I don''t need any protection. Besides, you said that I don''t need to pay any price to get protection. Is


    there such a good thing in the world?" Darren sneered at him in his heart. Why would Zavier be so kind


    to do such thing if it wasn''t unprofitable?


    "What I said is truthful. I invited you to join the Sacred Wind Pce, and I will absolutely not ask you


    anything in return. Once you are in danger, you just need to let us know, and I will send some


    Zavier continued, determined to have Darren on their side.


    "I don''t believe you." With a scorn on his face, Darren gave him a simple answer.


    The direct and blunt response from Darren was in sharp contrast with Zavier. Theter was in dire


    desperation and at the loss of words on how he could persuade him further.


    "Well. In fact, if you join the Sacred Wind Pce, for our protection, there will still be a condition for you


    to conform upon. Once the Divine Lunar Sect invades us at any time, you will have toe and help


    us no matter where you are. That is the sole condition,"


    Zavier revealed with embarrassment.


    "The Divine Lunar Sect?" at the mention of the sect, Darren asked with great interest.


    "What kind of sect is the Divine Lunar Sect? Why are theying after human warriors everywhere?"


    Darren asked further, eager to learn more about the malevolent and contemptible sect.


    "It seems that you have also faced people from the Divine Lunar Sect, haven''t you?" Looking at


    Darren''s curious expression, Zavier smiled slightly.


    "Yes, and I believe that they have left a mark on my body," Darren said, opening his chest and


    revealing that cross mark for Zavier to see.


    At the sight of the horrible mark, Zavier''s face darkened at once. It was as if he had seen the devil face


    to face as represented by the mark.