Lord Of Martial Arts

Carthy finished pledging his allegiance and had become Darren's believer.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sword intent flew out and tore Carthy's body apart, spattering flesh and blood all over the ground. As long as his body was condensed again, the itchy poison would disappear.

Darren released his god's power to repair Carthy's earthly body.

However, Carthy's face was a mask of pain once Darren's god's power settled on his body.

"Master, the human race's god's power... can't cure me. Blood, I need blood..." Carthy said, gasping out the words.

Darren withdrew his god's power. The body structure of the bloodsucker race was completely different from that of the human race. They needed warm blood to increase their strength and heal their injuries.

Where could he possibly get blood?

Darren glanced at those who were huddled together.

When they locked eyes with Darren, they froze in place. They seemed terrified of what he was going to do next.

'Is he going to use our blood to save that alien?' they wondered.

"Sir, please let me go. Don't kill me."

"Sir, I'm willing to be your slave for the rest of my life. I beg of you. Please let me go."

Everyone knelt on the ground and begged for Darren's mercy. Tears streamed down their faces.

The disdain in Darren's eyes became even more intense. He had never thought of killing people and taking their blood. No matter how useless these people were, he would not take their lives to feed a bloodsucker, even though the bloodsucker was his own believer. Doing so went against his principles.

Whoosh!

Darren rushed upward and waved his sword. With one fell swoop, he killed thousands of bat-like winged creatures.

Clatter, clatter, clatter!

The creatures' blood poured down like heavy rain. Darren gathered the blood with his god's power and poured it all over Carthy's body.

Carthy rolled around the blood and let it seep into every pore of his body.

An hour later, he had fully recovered.

He spread out his huge wings and flew up, shaking off the specks of blood that had been left on his body. He landed in front of Darren and kneeled.

"My dear master, your most loyal slave, Carthy, is waiting for your order."

Carthy bowed his head.

"Get up."

Carthy stood up with his head still slightly lowered.

"Tell me all that I need to know about the bloodsucker race," Darren ordered.

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hat Darren had rescued the great masters of the human race in the Archean mountain had been heard far and wide. These disciples had obviously heard his tale, too.

Darren was unaware of how popular he had gotten.

His expression softened by a little. It seemed that these people were not heartless, after all. If they could proceed peacefully, it would make everything a whole lot better.

"Since that's the case, I don't need to go with you. I'm in a hurry to get to the capital city and see the leader of your region," said Darren.

The ten disciples were dumbfounded. They hadn't expected that Darren was going to meet their leader. Now, none of them dared stop him.

They did not doubt his words. Surely, he was telling them the truth.

"Sir, go ahead. I will choose the fastest Thunder Bird to send you there," the leading disciple said to Darren.

"Thank you," Darren said, nodding.

"Sir, you law enforcers can't let go of this alien! You are being fooled!"

the people on the other Thunder Bird shouted.

"Yes, he is on the same side as the bloodsucker race. He wanted to kill us to take our blood just now."

"Yes, the leading bloodsucker called him master! He was here just now. This guy must have hidden the bloodsucker somewhere."

Darren gritted his teeth. His killing intent was about to burst out. He had shown these goons mercy, yet they dared make false accusations against him.

Fortunately, he had taken Carthy into his own small world and hidden him away. If he hadn't done that and Carthy was still in plain sight, it would be difficult to plead his case.