Lord Of Martial Arts

"Are you trying to say that the Bloodsucker Princes are hostile towards each other?" Weber asked in surprise.

"Yes. There is a total of ninety-six orthodox Bloodsucker Princes in the bloodsucker race. But because of blood relationship, the Bloodsucker Princes hate each other. This kind of hatred is innate since they are born with a desire to absorb others' blood."

After Carthy's brief explanation, Darren and the others finally understood the relationship between the members of the bloodsucker race. But still, they were surprised to know that all the Bloodsucker Princes saw each other as enemies.

"Then what makes you feel so happy? If it's true that the Bloodsucker Princes treat each other as enemies, how can your father convince the others to come over?" Weber asked as he glared at Carthy.

He thought that no one would trust an enemy. How could Carthy's father persuade the other Bloodsucker Princes to meet him? It sounded so ridiculous.

"I assure you that my father can easily deceive the other Bloodsucker Princes. He can bring them here." Carthy looked so confident.

"Just don't be careless. Make sure that those Bloodsucker Princes would be caught off guard. No one should know where they are, even if they are dead. Do you understand what I mean?" Darren reminded Carthy.

"Don't worry, master. I am confident that I will succeed in this task. I'll make sure that everything goes well. All you need to do is to set up the trap," Carthy said with a smile.

"Well, go back and see your father now. We will let you know once we finish the plan and gather some powerful warriors."

"Yes, master."

Darren then put the Power of Belief in Carthy's mind.

With this power, he could send a message to Carthy anytime, and Carthy could receive it as long as he was not in the abysses or in the time and space turbulent flow.

Afterward, two senior elders of the Blood Cloud Region sent Carthy away. They needed to make sure that he wouldn't be killed by the other human warriors.

"Darren, it will be very difficult for us to find powerful warriors who can kill the Bloodsucker Princes."

Gilmer was at the low-level of the Superior God Realm. If he faced a Bloodsucker Prince alone, he would undoubtedly be killed without even having a chance to struggle.

Even if Darren had said just now that he would ask help from Lord Starry Sword, Gilmer was still very worried.

Lord Starry Sword was powerful, but he was only at the top level of the Superior God Realm. He was not a deputy god yet.

Gilmer had also heard of what had happened in the Archean relic. It was said that Lord Starry Sword defeated a middle-level deputy god with a s

ng that Connor looked so miserable, Gilmer felt sorry for him.

He and Connor were very close to each other, just like Darren and Finley. His heart bled upon seeing him in such an unpleasant situation.

While Gilmer was trying to comfort Connor, Darren, on the other hand, stood in front of Elsa's cage. He stared at her with eyes full of sadness.

"Elsa, I'm so sorry for making you suffer like this," he murmured.

Whoosh!

Elsa's bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ahhh!"

She screamed and started to struggle violently.

Then Darren saw two lines of blood tears flowing out of her cold eyes.

He felt so heartbroken looking at her.

"Elsa, do you recognize me now? I know you still have consciousness left," Darren said.

He then shouted, "Mr. Zhuang, open the cage. I want to go in."

"Darren, you'd better not. If she hurts you, your blood will be poisoned by her," one senior elder advised.

"I don't need your advice. Just open the cage now," Darren said anxiously.

Gilmer nodded in approval. The elder then took out the key and opened the iron door.

Darren got in and walked towards Elsa step by step. As he got closer and closer to her, he found it difficult to control his emotions anymore.

Elsa was tied on a cross. He opened his arms and held her tight. Her cold body made him feel strange, but hot tears kept streaming down his face.

"Darren... I miss you... so much."

The moment Darren heard the hoarse voice, he froze.

Elsa spoke to him. Indeed, she still had consciousness left in her.

"Elsa..." Darren cupped her face in his hands. His heart grieved as if a knife was slowly piercing through it.

"Ahhh!" Darren cried out in pain.

All of a sudden, Elsa lowered her head and thrust her sharp teeth into his shoulder.