Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 518

Having power beyond extraordinary was by far the most significant possession a warrior could really be proud of—like a feather in one's hat. Right now, with that battle between Darren and the four black mutants, it would be one of the bizarre celebrated moments if Darren would be able to defeat the mutants. After all, they were as powerful as four-star grand warriors. Yet, by now, Darren had already taken down one of the four mutants, and he had three more to handle. At the fall of the first doomed mutant, all the human warriors at present were embezzled in awe and admiration for the stalwart warrior.

They had thought that Darren defeating one of the four mutants was his limitation. But now they saw with their own eyes that Darren continued fighting and killing the three remaining mutants in a relaxed tone. This made all the human warriors expect something more unusual from Darren and the mutants as well.

At this juncture, the other three black mutants rushed towards Darren and tried to kill him directly, wasting no time. Intending to neglect the olive-black force that Darren gave off, as they could sense the strength of the olive-black force was not as potent as the dark gold internal force that Darren had given off a while ago, the deceived mutants did not show any fear about it.

Flummoxed by the concealed potency of the olive-black force, the three black mutants did not realize they were wrong until the olive-black force completely immersed them with no point of retreat.

In a split second, considerable pain started to spread from their skin, went deeper into their flesh and then consumed their very bones.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

All three powerful black mutants were in so much pain and began to cry in agony. Such excruciating pain tormented them up to the point that they could no longer bear the imbroglio.

"Go and die!"

Despite the toll, the three black mutants used their most potent attacking skills to boom off the olive-black waves and rushed out of it.

All of the black scales that covered their bodies were corroded, and their dark-blue bodies started to be rotten with flesh falling off from their bones. Three of them all looked miserable and horrible—like withered fruits trampled on the ground.

In a few breaths, Darren managed to swallow plenty of healing pills, and his broken bones had recovered momentarily.

"You want to die? You will as you like!"

With his Hurricane Teleportation Skill, Darren's body flashed continually from one spot to the other, and the black mutants had great difficulty locating him.

"Go and die, chowder heads!"

hollered Darren while he descended from the high sky to the ground, together with sword and blade containing the olive-black force. He rushed towards the three mutants with his powerful aura and crushed them under his feet.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"