Lord Of Martial Arts

"Darren's fighting power is truly incredible. I think it is because Naylor is using his body to fight against Dethy," Fernando speculated.

Scott considered it. "I feel that Naylor's fighting power is far stronger than what Darren has displayed so far." Naylor was the Defiant Master of the fiend race, and Scott knew that his full fighting capacity was much more powerful than Dethy's.

"That's for sure. Now he is trapped, and he is using Darren's body to fight. It's amazing how strong he is. Even if I weren't injured, I would have to go all out to deal with all this."

"I hope Darren can hold on for a few more days," Scott said, his brow furrowed. "Then, when you recover, we can fight Dethy together and kill him."

"I hope so," Fernando agreed.

Meanwhile, Dethy was getting frustrated. He was shocked that Darren had survived after suffering the heavy blow of his attack.

He had been confident when he used the Darkest Fiend Power. He believed that even the Archean human would not be able to withstand it. But this humble Defiant Master was still alive. He had to admit, Naylor was more powerful than he'd thought. 'If Naylor's Defiant Fiend Spirit entered my body, how terrifying would my fighting power be?' he wondered.

Dethy was beginning to feel frightened of Naylor. Indeed, his fear was growing by the minute.

"I have to kill this human immediately,' he told himself. 'Otherwise, I will be smashe

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racks, colliding with Dethy's giant claws.

Dethy snarled with mingled pain and fury as the energy shattered his enormous claws.

Black blood and flesh pieces exploded all over the void. Darren's dark gold god's power had destroyed Dethy's claws.

Dethy bellowed and retreated. The world shook violently as he stomped heavily on the ground.

"Naylor, you deserve to die! Damn you!"

Dethy's plan to kill Darren failed. He was aggrieved and resentful and vowed vengefully that Naylor would pay for his interference.

"Why? From the day I was born, you have been stronger than me, restraining me in everything! Why?" Dethy roared, and the sound reverberated in the void, shaking the ground beneath him.

For a moment, Naylor said nothing, and Dethy wondered if he was ignoring him.

To his surprise, Naylor eventually spoke. "Do you want to know why? Because you are just an insect that fell into the fiend core. Are you still naive enough to believe that you and I were born together? Ridiculous!" he said icily.

Dethy was stunned. "Nonsense! Naylor, you are trying to trick me. You just want to weaken my psyche and make me vulnerable to your attacks. But I will never be fooled by such blatant lies!"

Although he spoke confidently, Dethy couldn't prevent the seed of doubt that had begun sprouting in his heart. He told himself, 'It's not true. How could I be just an insect that fell into the fiend core?'