Lord Of Martial Arts

Overcome by surprise, Darren turned to face the skeleton general.

"Stupid man, do you really believe that Tywon will help you?" The skeleton general's voice grew hoarse as he spoke.

"How dare you?" Kingsley's expression turned cold. "How dare you speak ill of our master?" he retorted.

"Slave!"

the skeleton general snapped as irritation coursed through him.

"Let me enlighten you, human. Everyone who fell into the mortal world from the Primitive Wilderness is evil and murderous. They must break the mortal world, cross the void, and pass through the chaotic torrents to return to the Primitive Wilderness. This is the only way!

Once you resurrect him, he is going to destroy your world. You're naive to think that he is going to save you."

The skeleton general was at the same level as Tywon in the Primitive Wilderness. His explanation and insight were hence, credible.

"You!" Kingsley's heart sank. He wanted to retort but didn't know what to say.

Darren was confused. "Tywon controls you. Why do you dare to resist him and reveal his background?"

Black fog surged in the depths of the skeleton general's eyes. He glanced at Darren and said, "If you live, his plans of revival will be shattered. This is the price he has to pay for enslaving me!"

Darren was shocked when he heard this.

No creature in the world, including the gods in the Primitive Wilderness and the emperors of the Lothlann Continent, would be accepting of such oppression. After being enslaved for so many years, the skeleton general obviously wanted to break free.

He was no different from anyone else as he would rather die than submit.

However, the skeleton general must have had a reason for becoming Tywon's slave. And now his objective had been revealed. He wanted a chance to get revenge!

And he believed that Darren could stop Tywon from being resurrected. If that happened, then the skeleton general's years of servitude would be worth it in the end.

"You're so determined on getting your revenge that you endured being a slave." Darren sighed.

"No! No, my master would never lie to me. Skeleton

us?"

The skeleton general knew everything about Tywon, including the fact that his current strength was weaker than when he was a god's soul.

"It doesn't matter if I am not as strong as before. My strength is enough to kill you all," Tywon replied. The confidence in his tone showed how highly he thought of his abilities.

"Well, then kill me first!"

The skeleton general roared as he flew over and released a powerful attack.

The skies darkened, and the ground shook with the intensity of the skeleton general's attack. Soon, cracks erupted everywhere, and dust billowed in the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as their bodies collided, the space collapsed, and a strong storm surged.

The skeleton general attacked with his hard bones. However, Tywon easily blocked all of his attacks with a single palm.

"I will give you one more chance to be a faithful slave. If you kill Lincoln, I will let bygones be bygones and let you follow me."

Tywon seemed to be speaking with Kingsley.

"Follow you?" Kingsley glared at Tywon as disbelief coursed through him.

"Yes, I will keep my word this time."

"Ha-ha! You bastard. Do you think you can continue to deceive me and do more evil deeds for you?

Go to hell! I will tear you to pieces to avenge my son!"

As he spoke, Kingsley released the strength of a six-tribulation holy warrior, turned into a shadow, and rushed toward Tywon.