Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 374

Though the day started peacefully and everything appeared normal, a tense atmosphere filled the air. The news of Darren making a scene three days ago had spread throughout the imperial city of Doriath. People were talking about the incident, and today in the town, many low-level warriors crowded into the streets to wait. They were anticipating to witness a bloody massacre.

"Look, there is Darren!"

Everyone looked up and saw a figure land from the clouds onto the top of the royal palace as a middle-aged warrior pointed at Darren's descending figure from the sky.

"Damned emperor, get out of your foxhole!"

Darren yelled, facing the palace where the emperor was lurking.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In a flash, more than thousands of people flew onto the roofs of the palaces. Darren wondered if they flew in to stand guard or to have a more unobstructed view of what was about to happen.

A middle-aged man in yellow robe stood proudly and bravely in front of the crowd and faced Darren. Not a trace of fear was betrayed on his face, nor on the aura that exuded out of him.

"Who the hell are you, badass? How dare you threaten to assassinate me? If you would surrender, I will let you die with your body intact!" The emperor looked at Darren contemptuously, without fear of the latter.

Darren was a little surprised. Just three days ago, the emperor was scared to death as if seeing a ghost. Yet now, he was behaving so arrogant. He must be supported by someone behind, someone whom he relied so much upon—someone so powerful.

"Hum, very well, how arrogant you are today! But you are about to die.

Tell me! Is killing and enslaving the Chu Clan in Valmar made under your orders?" Darren did not intend to kill him in a rushed manner. Instead, he pronounced his crimes for everyone to know.

"Yes! What would you do about it? Who do you think you are, brat? Do you want to influence my decision?

The Chu Clan deceived me, so I can deal with them as I wish. Do you have any questions? Hahaha"

The emperor was so confident because of the assurance that Holy Lord Landon promised to back him up. He knew that Darren was no match for the Holy Lord, and that the boy would sure eat some dust in the hands of Landon. Thus, right at that very moment, not a tinge of fear was traced in his voice—he was not afraid of Darren at all.

"How did the Chu Clan deceive you?" Darren said, icily. His brows were joined in a furrow because he was confused by the emperor's words.

"Don't talk nonsense! If I say whoever has been guilty of deceiving me, then that is it. I can also kill whomever I do not like. You think you can stop me, huh?" the emperor challenged Darren.

"Well, with that attitude of yours, you are seeking death! Today I am going to cut your head off in front of all the civilians, you asshole!" fed up by the emperor's arrogance, Darren announced before he leaped to attack the emperor.

"How dare you! Go ahead, warriors! The one who kills this guy will receive an immense reward from me," the emperor yelled, and then more than one thousand warriors behind him rushed towards Darren.

Although Darren did not move that much, the warriors' bodies directly exploded into a large cloud of blood mist in the blink of an eye. Not even a sweat dropped out of Darren's body. The emperor was flabbergasted.

"On your knees! Now!" Darren roared, each word sending a chill that pierced through the bones.

Sensing such tremendous pressure, fear, and threat, all at the same time, the emperor's leg bones were crushed. Though his heart and mind protested, his knees disagreed and voluntarily knelt.

"What about the man behind you? The one whom you relied so much upon? Why doesn't he come to rescue you?" asked Darren, who looked jokingly at the emperor.

"Save me, Holy Lord!" the emperor shouted desperately at the sky while he was sweating and trembling like a pig.

Darren just watched him shout and plead, as if a cat was looking for a moribund mouse.

"Keep shouting! Even if God himself comes, he can't save you today, not to mention a Holy Lord!"

with a smirk, Darren told the emperor ironically, after the latter had shouted the Holy Lord's name for more than a hundred times.

"Sir, please forgive me." The emperor panicked and kowtowed to Darren expectantly, begging for mercy. The arrogant behavior he had displayed earlier was totally gone now and was replaced with pathetic pleading for Darren to spare him his life.

"Haha, weren't you very arrogant just now? Weren't you such a powerful emperor that you can kill whoever you did not like? Do you think you still deserve to live, bastard?

It's enough! Your cruelty ends now! Go to hell!"

Swearing that before the emperor's face, Darren fired a trace of sword intent, directly cutting off the emperor's head. The clock seemed to stop ticking, and everyone froze as the emperor's head hit the ground, bathed in his blood.

Rumble!

Pretty soon, the wind and clouds were surging rapidly in the sky, flashes of green lightning violently shone and illuminated the firmament.

A few figures appeared over the horizon, and all swarmed up to where Darren was standing.

"How dare you slaughter innocent people in this ordinary land, Darren?" The figure of Holy Lord Landon loomed in the thick clouds, seeming exceedingly terrible.