Chapter 1514 Patrolmen

"Young man, you don't need to explain yourself. Are you hurt? Are you scared? You've done good, boy. Rest first," Corissa said friendly.

Darren was stunned.

The attitude of the mangy hen had suddenly changed. Her kindness surprised Darren.

It must be because of the mysterious man.

"Madam, are you being threatened by someone? Why are you suddenly so kind to me?" Darren asked with a smile.

"No, why are you thinking like that? An old friend of mine just said hi to me. If I had known that you and that master are of the same race, we wouldn't have misunderstood each other like that." Corissa knew that there was a great master in the abyss, but she didn't know that he was also a human.

"It's good of you to say so," Darren said, his body relaxing. "I heard that you used to be one of the rulers in this abyss. How did you end up like this? You look like you're going to lose all your feathers."

As soon as he said this, Darren could feel that the mangy hen's aura had suddenly turned very hostile. However, it quickly died down.

"Cut the crap. You can leave now." Obviously, Corissa was annoyed.

However, Darren wanted to see just how much power the mysterious master possessed, and how much influence he had over the mangy hen, who had once been a ruler in this place.

"Ha! I'm just kidding. Please don't take it to heart. I just arrived here. I've got so many questions to ask, madam. Please favor me with your instructions," Darren said, his voice sincere.

Corissa cast him a wary glance, wondering why he suddenly became so serious.

"That's more like it. You can ask me whatever you want," she replied.

Darren nodded. "Madam, do you know who helped me out of the Space of Belief?"

Corissa was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head violently. "Sorry, I can't answer this one. Do you have anything else to ask?"

Darren was speechless. It was obvious that Corissa didn't want to tell him the truth.

"Well, if any creature gets caught by the chief god's projection, where do you think he will be locked up?" Darren asked. He wanted to know more about his family.

"Are you nuts? Why are you asking me such things?" Corissa rolled her eyes at Darren. "Let me ask you a question. Why did the chief god's projection take people away? To obtain the Power of Belief, right? Where do you think the masters he caught wi

eature who looked so weak was capable of such a powerful attack.

He released some kind of power containing an aura that made their hearts palpitate.

The three patrolmen regrouped and began to counterattack.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

They split up and began attacking Darren from three different directions. Streaks of dark red light blocked all the ways Darren could use to escape.

"How dare you resist our power? Go to hell!"

Darren was annoyed. He clenched his fist and began attacking the patrolmen. He burst out his god's power, which emitted a dazzling light. It looked like a star, burning bright and hot.

Sword shadows appeared in perfect connection one after the other.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of explosions rose one after the other, penetrating the sky.

Darren's sword intent and the patrolmen's dark red light clashed. For a moment, they seemed to be at a stalemate.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

Six Spiritual Flying Swords flew out of Darren's soul, breaking through the dark red light. They stabbed at the three patrolmen.

"Ah!"

One of the patrolmen cried out. A sword had pierced through his jaw, leaving a gaping, bloody hole.

"Damn it! He is not weak at all!"

The three patrolmen were shocked by Darren's strength and defense. They decided to make their own attacks even stronger.

Darren kept dodging. If he resisted their attacks head-on this time around, he was sure to get injured.

However, Darren knew he had to put an end to the battle soon. Any longer and he would be discovered by the chief god's projection.