Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 332

The strong wind blew over the black robe. The witcher was now turned into sand completely, scattering slowly in the wind. The black rope that was left of the witcher finally settled down, with a soft churn on the earth. When the robe was untangled, however, two bodies appeared out of all the dust therein.

At this instant, in the darkest place of the eight Holy Lands, countless black-robed men gathered and stared into the sky. Sense of sadness grasped all of their hearts. They were mourning for their loss.

"He has fallen," one of the black-robed men uttered.

"Then, that means that the day shall come very soon," retorted another man in a black robe.

In the blood pool at the forbidden area of the Dragon Holy Land, a bloody claw was waving like crazy above the surface where the pool of blood laid scattered. The disturbance rattled the entire area.

Twelve powerful witchers were highly concentrating, using their Witcher Powers to suppress the disturbance in the pool.

"It is coming," they signed and looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces.

In the land of wilderness, the storm finally settled, revealing the ravaged landscape and two entangled bodies on it.

A black robe drifted down from the sky and covered the naked bodies.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of the two unconscious bodies. Looking down at them with a forlorn expression on her face, Elsa couldn't lift her eyes away from the two bodies that were entwined.

"Wake them up," with a mellow voice, Elsa instructed Callie, who just flew over.

"Yes." Stepping aside, Callie nodded and unleashed her Spirit Power. As the spirit condensed upon them, both Darren and Hailey woke up.

"Darren, what the hell are you doing? Shame on you!" Out of the blue, Elsa shouted while glaring at both of them. She was pretending that she just happened to pass by and bumped into them.

Though surprised at Elsa's sudden confrontation, memories were flushing through Darren's head like a flood. The most vivid one was the memory of carnal pleasure for the past three days.