Talented Martial Hero

Chapter 1404 An Unexpected Result

The crowd waited with bated breath for the result to be revealed.

Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, the two remaining rays of light began fading,

revealing both Finley and Sandy at the same time.

"Hey! The result is out. Go and have a look." The crowd swarmed over and surrounded the two of

them.

Darren followed behind as well, flying over to join the rest.

He was in no hurry to ask anything. He was more interested in getting the rule cultivators to help Finley

and the woman heal their wounds first.

A moment later, the two pale faces that came out of the light had somewhat recovered.

"Congratulations!" Finley said to Sandy, the first to speak.

That made it clear enough; Sandy was obviously the one who was to obtain the inheritance.

Sandy, who the general public did not know, looked in her twenties, pretty and petite, like a pretty girl

from a modest family.

"Finley, Darren, you two are really quite powerful," Sandy said with a sweet smile stretching across her

face.

"Ha-ha, congratulations to you, Sandy." Darren did not regret not being the one to get the inheritance.

On the contrary, he was happy for this stranger.

"Thank you, Darren. I actually only completed it three thousandths of a second earlier than you and

Finley. If I had known how close it was, I would not have worked so hard, so that one of you could have

taken control of the relic," said Sandy kindly.

Everyone sighed to themselves when she spoke. Not only was this woman so talented, but she was

humble as well. Such a person was truly a rare find.

"Sandy, you're quite superior to us. We are both incredibly happy for you and your achievement," Finley

replied with a kindly smile of his own.

"Ha-ha, well then, I will say no more. Please, everyone, step back. I feel the force of control coming,"

she said, her smile fading ever so slightly as she seemed to be refocusing to take the incoming power. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Everyone offered their final congratulations before stepping aside as she had asked.

After so many life and death battles, they could finally relax. They sighed as relief washed over them

the way it did to survivors.

Darren too fell back with the crowd, looking back at Sandy before he did. As his eyes met with hers, his

heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

'Why is there a trace of cruelty in her eyes?' he wondered. A sense of uneasiness crowded his mind all

of a sudden.

It was this inexplicable feeling that led him to release his spiritual sense to investigate Sandy and see

what it was that was bothering him.

"Darren, get back. Hurry up, I'm afraid you'll accidentally be hurt by the force of control when it

descends." Sandy's face was always covered in a warm smile.

"Alright. You'd better be careful too," Darren replied, nodding slowly. He turned his head slightly,

pretending to look away, but he kept watch on her from the corner of his eye.

Right at that moment,

he noticed a trace of black smoke in her bright eyes!

'Fiendish aura!' he screamed to himself. Darren's heart stopped beating for a moment.

It was no wonder his spiritual sense found nothing unusual. Was it possible that Sandy was in fact a

fiend?

With this in mind, Darren secretly mobilized the demon core and conjured a wisp of dark fiendish aura

that wrapped around his fingertip.

"What?"

With eyes like those of an eagle, Sandy immediately spotted it and sensed the fiendish aura coming

from Darren.

Darren turned his head and smiled devilishly and said, "You stole a march on me to accomplish it, but

you have made a great contribution here."

As he spoke, his palm was demonized, covered with the black fingernails unique to the fiend race.

Sandy's face suddenly turned cold, a stark contrast to what it had been this whole time, her aura

changing as well. "I can't believe it. You're from the same race as me? Who is your master?"

"That is none of your concern, what is, is taking hold of the inheritance. With that you will be able to kill

the great masters of the human race. When you make your great contribution, can you count me in?"

replied Darren.

"Not a problem. Seeing as you've been lucky enough to survive to the end and almost obtain control

yourself, it seems you deserve some credit."

"Thank you. I wish to stay and bear witness to the miraculous moment when you become the controller.

May I?"

"As you wish." Sandy cared little for details as she could feel the force of control about to descend on

her.

Boom! Boom!

A tremendous pressure suddenly crashed down.

A mass of faint yellow light condensed into the shape of a cloud, hovering around the void.

Then, like little raindrops, wisps of faint yellow light fell and merged into Sandy's body.

"Our race is very fortunate to have a genius like you among us," Darren said loudly.

"Shut up. Don't disturb me."

"I'm not disturbing you. I'm simply expressing my joy for your success as a member of your race.

Great! Great! Great!" Darren roared in a thunderous voice.

"Puff!"

Black blood suddenly spurted from Sandy's mouth.

"You!"

she growled, looking at Darren with anger and contempt in her eyes. The roars he had just let out were

thick with god's power that rushed into her soul.

"I'll kill you!"

Realizing there was something off about Darren, she quickly activated a wisp of her newly inherited

force of control to attack him.

"Please, madam, don't be angry with me. I guess I was just too excited. I couldn't control myself and

simply had to shower you with deserving compliments."

The shred of force of control pierced through Darren's shoulder. He took the blow and instantly

pretended to be frightened, apologizing repeatedly.

The force of control then began raining down more quickly. In order to avoid being harmed, Sandy

decided not to take any more action against Darren.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three Spiritual Flying Swords cut through the space and shot out viciously.

Darren then disappeared and reappeared with the divine sword already raised in his hand. The

powerful sword intent, like the radiance of the stars, engulfed Sandy.

"Ah!"

The Spiritual Flying Swords had sliced through her three vital parts before she could even react! The

violent sword intent smashed her body to pieces.

"Humph, I did not expect there would be a fiend sneaking in. Good thing I found her before it was too

late, or who knows what unbearable consequences may have befallen us."

Darren felt this had been too close a call.

Some of the great masters had warned them before they had entered that members of other races

might sneak in among human beings.

If the fiend had managed to take control of the relic, the ramifications would have been unimaginable.

Even if those trapped great masters were not killed, they would still be trapped for a very long time. By

then, the human race would no doubt be attacked and captured.

"Ah!"

Bang!

Darren was rejoicing in his triumph when he felt a sharp pain coming from behind him. He looked down

to find a claw thrust through his abdomen.

'She is still alive!'

His abdomen had already been impaled by the time he realized what had happened.

Whoosh!

His violent sword intent surged backward, and he used a great deal of strength to fly away.

When he was able to steady himself again, he turned around and saw a hideous fiend, covered in

mucus and infused with the force of control.

"I was too careless. That wasn't her real body I killed!"

Only then did Darren realize that he had killed the fiend's human disguise, and not her actual body.

The force of control still continued falling. He could not stand by and watch her become the controller,

or the human race would surely be doomed.

"I have to kill her! Now!"

Pushing aside his injury and pain, Darren turned into a shadow and rushed at her.

Chop!

He released his sword intent and black god's power together, as well as one hundred slashes of the

Blood Thirst blade formula he has just obtained.

"To hell with you, you insolent little human,"

grumbled the hideous fiend in a hoarse voice, sentencing Darren to death.

A wisp of force of control dashed towards Darren, cutting through everything in its path as if it were

smashing through weeds and rotten wood.

Darren charged on courageously with no intention of moving out of the way.

Even if he escaped the blow, what good would that do? If the fiend finished controlling, she'd be able to

kill Darren with a mere thought. If he did not make this move, he was as good as dead anyway.

He had no choice but to go all out. This was his last chance, the last chance for the entire human race!

"Ah!" Darren roared.

He bellowed his battle cry, having already pushed his fighting power to the heights he had never

reached before!