Lord Of Martial Arts

Since Darren had already seen too many powerful warriors die, he didn't feel anything about the death of Antonio, who was a Heavenly Destiny Emperor.

Instead, greed filled his eyes.

'What benefit can I get if I assimilate a Heavenly Destiny Emperor?' he thought to himself.

He could also use his assimilation ability in the Archean Age. But right now, he wasn't sure about the effect.

Darren chose not to dwell too much on it. As long as he didn't get harm during and after the process, it was fine with him.

He slowly and carefully flew forward but not too close. He stayed far enough for the Assimilating Force to affect Antonio's dead body.

Darren activated the Assimilation God Character, and the Assimilating Force immediately gushed out without anyone noticing it.

When the Assimilating Force fell on Antonio's body, two rays of light condensed into two balls and flew towards Darren.

They entered his body at once. One of them merged into his blood vitality and meridians while the other into his bones and soul.

'Is this the power of Antonio's inherited bloodline?'

Darren observed his body, and he felt the changes. The light ball that was integrated into his blood vitality and meridian

making a move right away.

A ray of white light suddenly shone and descended from the sky. It then turned into an unparalleled white saber and chopped down from the middle of the ancient black cavalryman's shoulders.

"What is going on?"

The scene shocked everyone.

Why was the ancient black cavalryman killed? It was impossible!

He was only asking for power just now.

The next moment, violent and painful roars resounded through the air.

The ancient black cavalryman was split into two. The shadow of his huge body enveloped everyone as if darkness had descended.

"Oh, he actually didn't die. His body only split into two."

"Both bodies are equally powerful. This is too terrifying."

It was only then that everyone realized that the ancient black cavalryman had indeed received some kind of mysterious power.

At this point, Henrik and Damon felt so nervous. They were not that confident that they could deal with the two ancient black cavalrymen.

Fernando also had a stern expression on his face. He wondered how he could continue to fight against such powerful enemies.

If Henrik and Damon couldn't escape, he would surely die too. Even Darren and the others would lose their lives.