Chapter 879 An Alliance With The ck-Armored Man (Part Two)
Darren was overjoyed. For a moment, he had doubted that the ck-armored man would really take in
his words. But as he thought it over, he understood how freedom weighed in a man''s heart. For those
who had suffered much from the oppression of others, the desire for freedom was unimaginable. Now
the ck-armored man saw a chance of escape, and it was his veryst hope. It was only natural,
then, that he would willingly risk the doom of a second death to fight for it. Darren couldn''t help but pity
this man.
"I''m d you see things my way," said Darren, sitting up. "But let''s not be hasty. You should go first and
find out the exact route of our escape. I''ll stay here in disguise for a few more days. That will give us
enough time to prepare."
The reply of the ck-armored man was fierce, driven by fear of betrayal as much as by hope. "Very
well, I will follow your instructions. But if you dare lie to me, I will kill you for it, even if it means my own
life as well!"
"Don''t worry. Your strength is much higher than mine," Darren pointed out. "Wouldn''t it be suicide for
me to lie to you?"
Without any reply, the ck-armored man left him.
Two days passed. The Misty Emperor was indeed a very cautious person, and so from time to time he
released his spiritual sense to spy on him. He nned to visit his captive to interrogate him again, once
he saw that he''d reached the limit of his resistance.
But Darren''s n worked perfectly, as he was able to sense it whenever the Misty Emperor was about
to spy on him. So, each time, he pretended to still be in torment from the soul attack.
Whenever he didn''t have to put on a show, he passed the time by practicing his cultivation.
One day, during the cultivation, Darren suddenly had a very strange and bad feeling that he had never
experienced before. It seemed to him that it wasing from his Space Ring.
''Oh, this is bad!'' he thought to himself as he focused on the device. It felt like it was about to copse.
It was just then that he remembered how, not too long ago, he had ced an unconscious two-
tribtion inferior holy warrior inside of it.
''Oh, no. Did he wake up?''
It was known that the Space Ring couldn''t contain living things with fierce fluctuation of life energy.
Once that holy warrior woke up, he would inevitably do whatever he had to in order to escape, and that
would make the Space Ring explode, thus destroying everything inside of it.
Darren released his spiritual sense in a hurry, projecting it into the Space Ring. After a few moments of
searching, he found that the inferior holy warrior was still floating inside, with no sign of regaining
consciousness.
"No, it''s not him. Then who is making this havoc?" Darren sputtered in dismay.
This was a potential catastrophe, for he had collected many things in his Space Ring, and now all of
them were at stake. His mind spun as he searched every corner of the device.
Finally, his attention stopped at the corpses of the two tribtion holy warriors that he had collected in
this cave, floating as though they were on the surface of ake.
Darren soon noticed that although the bodies themselves were still, there was a strange wave of strong
life energy circling them. The effect made it seem as if they were asleep rather than dead.
Surprised, Darren inspected them more closely and found that there were some dark-spirit crystals
floating near the corpses.
A faint green light was emanating from the crystals and steadily pouring itself into them.
Darren thought for a moment, then suddenly understood the situation he was facing. Without a doubt,
the dark-spirit crystals were regenerating the two men''s souls!
As for the corpses themselves, the Space-time Pce had once used an arcane skill to try to resurrect
them. In the end, these efforts had failed, perhaps because they were simply too old and decayed.
But even so, the arcane skill that was set upon them did not just disappear. It remained still over the
years and now, with the help of the soul-creating nature of the dark-spirit crystals, the old magic had
once again been activated.
Darren''s heart sank. If these two ancient tribtion holy warriors were brought back to life, not only
would they harm his Space Ring, but his own life would be in danger. There was no way that Darren
couldpete against those men.
"No, I can''t let this happen!" he cried desperately.
Although Darren might not be able to actually stop the resurrection process, he had to at least stall it or
slow it down. At least, there was obviously some time left for him to try. Without wasting any more time,
he fumbled to bar the process.
With his spiritual sense, he reached out and moved the dark-spirit crystals, to a far corner, trying to hold
them there so that they would not provide the bodies with more energy.
While he was still doing this, the Space Ring shuddered with a malevolent, ethereal presence.
It seemed that the two corpses had already been imbued with some minimal level of consciousness.
Seeing then that the resurrection process had interrupted, they grew extremely angry at Darren.
Darren did not give much heed to their wrath, instead taking a moment to make sure that the link
between the crystals and the corpses didn''t reassert itself. When he was satisfied, he withdrew his
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spiritual sense and went back to his practice.
But even as he did so, an intriguing and hopeful idea came to his mind. ''If I could ever find a way to
control them, then I would have two ancient tribtion holy warriors to protect me. In that case, I
wouldn''t be so afraid of fighting the Misty Emperor!''
The idea was not futile or fanciful. In fact, the longer he pondered it, the more confident Darren grew
that it was in fact possible. He would get in contact with his avatarter because no one else was
powerful enough to aid him in aplishing this goal.