Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 914

Darren and Chaz tore through the treasure beast's body until they found two bones in its abdomen. The bones were shining so brightly.

"Wow! There are two Runic Bones! We can make a fortune out of these."

Chaz hurriedly picked up the Runic Bones and scrutinized them closely.

He handed them to Darren afterwards instead of keeping them to himself.

"Why are you giving them to me?" Darren asked. He seemed hesitant to take the bones from Chaz.

"I should be handing the good stuff to you," Chaz joked.

"You don't have to do that. Just keep them. They're useless to me anyway."

"Well, you can still have them, and if you want, just give me one of them."

To be honest, Darren wasn't expecting Chaz's words. It seemed like the latter really deferred to him.

"Don't be like that. We're friends so you can keep them if you want." Darren rolled his eyes at Chaz.

"Very well then. We'll split it up. You take one and I'll take the other. It may be useless to you now, but you can probably have it traded with something else." Chaz then placed one of the Runic Bones into Darren's hands, who accepted it without another word of refusal.

After that, they made their way to where the disciples of the Blue Cloud City were.

"Hey! Aren't you the disciples of the Blue Cloud City? Why are you acting like dogs?"

The disciples of the Holy City sneered disdainfully at the disciples of the Blue Cloud City. They had the latter under their mercy.

Those from the Blue Cloud City paled even more upon seeing Darren.

"Sir, please let me go. They only forced me to do it! I didn't actually want to kill you."

One of the Blue Cloud City disciples kowtowed incessantly to Darren. His timid figure was almost shaking in desperation and fear.

The disciples of the Holy City frowned at Darren.

"Did you beat them like this?" asked Arvin, the leader of the disciples of the Holy City.

Darren simply ignored him, heading straight to the leader of the Blue Cloud City disciples.

"How do you want to die?" Darren asked. He appeared calm and composed but his tone held malice.

But the leader of the Blue Cloud City disciples was completely unfazed by Darren's intimidating presence. He met his gaze head on. His own hatred reflected back to Darren.

He spat at the ground in disdain.

"Very well then. I'll make your death quick since you didn't beg for mercy." Initially, Darren planned on taking his time in torturing them before ending their lives. But he changed his mind as soon as he saw the man's tough facade.

"Hey! Why do you get to kill him? Are you forgetting that he's our prisoner?"

One of the disciples of the Holy City stepped up against Darren. His glare was cold as he looked over Darren as if sizing him up.

He hadn't seen Darren fight yet because the battle was already over when they all arrived. They had no reason to fear him just yet.

Not one of them suspected Darren as the reason behind the bloodbath among the Blue Cloud City disciples. In fact, they were expecting the four-tribulation junior holy warrior, Chaz, behind the slaughtering—not Darren.

And since Chaz was heavily injured himself and was obviously in no shape to fight, they didn't consider Darren a threat at all.

"Do you want to die?"

Chaz planted his feet firmly on the ground as he exuded the aura of a four-tribulation junior holy warrior.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a couple of weaklings. How dare you threaten us like this? Do you really want to die?" the disciple of the Holy City roared. His face was contorted into such a ferocious expression.

Suddenly, the disciple of the Blue Cloud City who was being trodden upon burst out laughing.

He almost sounded unhinged from beneath their feet.