Chapter 883 The Preparation (Part Two)


    Bang!


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    As he had anticipated, a blow thudded against his halberd and it ttered to the ground. The Misty


    Emperor was standing a few feet away and was lowering his hands. He had knocked down the


    weapon, thinking that the ck-armored man would hinder his deed by hurting Darren. "You''re getting


    more and more presumptuous every day. How dare you make a move without my order!" he roared.


    "Yes, master. I promise I won''t do that again!" The man in ck armor cowered on the ground, begging


    on his knees.


    At this moment, Darren silently appreciated the actions of the ck-armored man. He was trying to


    distract the Misty Emperor so that he didn''t have time to question Darren''s purpose. So as a result, the


    Misty Emperor''s mind turned to who those map carriers might be.


    "Who are the ten people?" he asked impatiently.


    Fortunately, he had fallen for Darren''s simple lies.


    With faked effort, Darren stood up, leaned against the wall, and murmured the names one by one.


    "You idiot! How am I supposed to know who they are by just names?" the Misty Emperor shouted,


    collecting Darren''s cor in his fists. "Condense the pictures of their faces so I can see them!"


    When the Misty Emperor stared at him with a flustered look in his eyes, Darren felt a wave of relief


    wash over him.


    "I''m sorry. My head aches, and I can''t gather enough energy to condense their appearances."


    Clutching the wall, Darren forced small tears out of his eyes.


    Witnessing his helplessness, the Misty Emperor felt the urge to sweep Darren''s head off in an attempt


    to release his overwhelming fury. However, doing so would destroy his whole purpose. So, after cooling


    off a little, he began releasing some more repair force to amend Darren''s soul.


    Just like the time before, as soon as the repair force rushed into Darren''s mind, the strange stone


    inside him activated and absorbed the force. It was as if he was being fed a well-earned meal. He


    found the process fulfilling andfortable.


    After some time, he felt so much better that he figured he should stop being spoiled. Stopping his


    wailing, he looked around with a newfound vigor.


    Once he figured he had given Darren enough time to heal, the Misty Emperor once again urged him to


    show their faces. Albeit reluctantly, Darren condensed out the faces of Scott, Hanson, Mathew, and


    others and presented them to the Misty Emperor.


    "This is only five of them. Where are the others?"


    In a wrath, the Misty Emperor flung Darren into the air.


    As he collided with the ground, Darren felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest. Hatred surged through


    his mind as he looked up at the Misty Emperor.


    "Bring them to me," the Misty Emperor howled.


    "Yes, sir!"


    The ck-armored man flew off at once, and before the Misty Emperor could even huff out a sigh, he


    had returned with Darren''s chained and wearypanions.


    They lined up in a row and the Misty Emperor nced coldly at them. "Now, you five stay here and


    endure the pain until I see the rest of you," he spat harshly.


    He then released several strands of soul attacks and shot them into their heads.


    The five were already on the verge of death, however, the pain of the soul attacks was so prominent


    that they all let out screams and cries and shriveled into tiny balls.


    Fury rocked Darren''s body but he had to go along with his lies. He threw himself onto the ground and


    shed pain across his face every so often.


    Feeling satisfied, the Misty Emperor summoned the ck-armored man, and together, they flew off to


    capture the remaining five people.


    The Misty Emperor had no idea that those men were only visions that Darren had showed him in order


    to buy some time. They didn''t really exist at all.


    But judging from the mightiness of the Misty Emperor, it would not be long before he discovered the lie


    and exploded from the pure fury.


    "We must leave as soon as possible." Darren sprang up from the ground and looked down at his


    After thinking for a while, Darren made a decision.


    First, he went to tend to Scott.


    "Scott, don''t hold back your pain anymore." He leaned down over him and uneasiness swept to his


    extremities.


    Unable to even make a sound, Scott turned his head. Now Darren could see clearly his face. It was


    swollen and covered in blood. The attack had pushed him to his very limit.


    "I''m sorry, Scott. This is going to hurt just a bit more."


    When he had finished apologizing, Darren raised his hand and pped it heavily on Scott''s head.


    As nned, the new trauma added to the initial pain caused Scott to pass out.


    Darren immediately reached down and ced a palm on Scott''s chest. A relieved sigh pushed through


    his lips when he felt that he was still breathing. The process was going to be risky for Darren. If just


    once he were to use too much strength with his blow, he would kill one of hispanions.


    "I''m so d this is working. It''s nearly impossible for one to pass out under the torture of the soul


    attack. Now being unconscious, he will no longer feel any pain," Darren said, wiping his sweat with the


    back of his hand.


    Presently, Scott was lying unconscious, with only a breath of life left.


    Then Darren walked to the others and beat them with the same force he had used on Scott. After they


    had all passed out, he concentrated his spiritual sense and put them all in his Space Ring.


    This way, Darren would not have any scruples. Now all there was left to do was wait for the return of


    the ck-armored man who had arranged the escape route that would lead them to their final escape.