Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 544

From the start, Darren had had the upper hand in this battle, thanks to the divine weapons. Not only did it boost his strength, but it also suppressed that of the demon. He was about as powerful now as a five-star grand warrior at the top level.

The demon's chest heaved as he took laborious breaths, and his eyes flashed with brutal ferocity. He was never one to gracefully accept defeat.

"You lowlife. I cannot believe you would stoop to using those divine weapons to suppress me. How unspeakable and shameful of you!"

The demon took a moment to grind out these wrathful words. As soon as he was done, though, he did something that was way beyond Darren's comprehension.

In a fast, deliberate motion, he lifted a razor-sharp finger and jabbed it into his own head. Moaning and grumbling painfully, he dragged his hand downward, making a wound that traveled all the way down his middle.

With further hideous noises, the demon tore at his own chest, the two halves of his face twisting and twitching until he'd at last pulled himself in two.

But as soon as the two pieces had completely separated, they began to regenerate, reforming until now two whole demons stood, ready for combat.

Darren's face was screwed up in disgust as he observed this revolting spectacle. 'Well, damn! That was gross. I've never seen anything like that before!' Nevertheless, he wasn't particularly alarmed. After all, he was sure he could handle two demons about as easily as one.

However, to his shock and dismay, the two newly-formed demons immediately began to tear at themselves just like the one before, intending to repeat the process of generating more avatars.

"Shit! This looks really bad for me!" Darren exclaimed.

Now he was no longer so confident. If those two demons completed this process, he would have to face four of them at once, which was more than even he could handle.

His glorious sword hissed as he drew it.

Without hesitation, Darren threw himself at his adversaries. He could not allow them to finish multiplying again!

A golden light wreathed his divine weapons. Taking no chances, he called on all of his power now, which was far greater than that of the common premium blade intent and sword intent.

"Die, whelp!"

shouting this, one of the demons defensively raised his massive claws.

"Try and block this!" Darren retorted as he closed in.

His blade whirled in a storm of attacks, sending the demon backpedaling in a hasty retreat.

But the contest was over in mere seconds.