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Upon recovering, Darren immediately stood up and walked towards Finley.
"You did a good job this time. You didn't hold back," he said, smiling. He patted Finley on the shoulder.
The other man couldn't help but puff out his chest a bit, preening under the praise. "You were awesome, too. You deserve a bit of the credit."
"Damn! So he's bragging now, isn't he? I think you deserve to be beaten up."
Darren and Weber immediately rushed towards Finley and began hitting him.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I surrender," Finley pleaded. He held his arms over his head to protect himself from each blow.
"Humph! Stop!" Lindsay pulled Weber and Darren away from the poor man.
"You're lucky that this woman pities you. I'll spare you this time," Weber said. He felt quite satisfied after beating Finley up. It was nice not to be bullied this time.
Lindsay grimaced at Finley's swollen face. "You're ugly. I don't want you anymore," she said.
"Aw, come on, Lindsay. Don't do this to me. I finally proved my use. Why couldn't I be proud about it for once? Why do you guys have to bully me like this?" The crowd burst into laughter at his whines.
"Fine. We'll stop for now," Darren conceded. Then he sighed, "Remember how we used to do this to the Water Kylin? I wonder how he is now."
Finley's heart sank upon hearing Darren's words. He could recall clearly how the Water Kylin used to act cool and tough; he and Darren would always beat him up for it. Years had already passed since they last saw him. Just thinking about the old days made the two men feel sad.
"Finley, are you the controller now?"
someone suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
It snapped the two out of their own musings, reminding them that there were more important things to think about. They needed to think of a way to save those powerful warriors from danger.
"Sort of. I'm the sole controller left since I inherited half of the force of control. However, my ability is limited," Finley replied.
"Then, are you confident that you can deal with the Evil Deity now?" Darren asked.
Finley shook his head. "That guy is too powerful. I guess only masters like Lord Starry Sword can deal with him. I can't at the moment."
His answer disappointed Darren.
This time, he was careless. Finley could have dealt with the Evil Deity if only he was able to completely control the relic. But since he only had half of the control, it wasn't enough to defeat the Evil Deity.
"By the way, where are Lord Starry Sword and the others? Can you sense them?"
"Yes, I can sense them but only vaguely. They are trapped somewhere in time and space that has a turbulent flow."
Finley then activated the force of control. He could sense tens of powerful auras trapped somewhere in time and space turbulent flow. There was no doubt it was those masters.
"We have to hurry and save them. The Evil Deity can only be defeated when we free them," Darren said.
While the Evil Deity was a creature from the Archean Age, he was only a remnant soul. No matter how strong he was, he was weaker than Lord Starry Sword.
Those powerful warriors wouldn't have trouble killing the Evil Deity as long as they were out of danger.
"We can't, Darren. With my ability, I can only prevent them from being dragged to somewhere else. However, it will take longer for us to rescue them," Finley said.
"What should we do then? If we go out now, the Evil Deity will definitely kill us."
"That's right. Can't you think of another way, Finley?"
Despair and hopelessness slowly dawned on everyone else. Their current situation frustrated them greatly.
So many warriors had already died. The others couldn't bear the thought of all those sacrifices going to waste.
"Finley, just think of another way." Lindsay grasped Finley's hand and squeezed it lightly.
"Don't worry. There might be another way." Finley's spiritual sense surged to cover the whole relic. Upon doing so, he suddenly found an alternative solution.
"What is it?" Darren asked.
"Darren, have you already forgotten Akbar?" Finley smiled.
"That's right!"
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