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   Chapter 112 Hope (Part One)

Lord Of Martial Arts By Flyhigh Characters: 7616

Updated: 2019-09-09 09:07


The twelve old witchers, who sat around the boiling blood pool, were shocked by the vast surge of power that exploded from Darren. They couldn't believe that the lad could release such power at a young age. They could only come up with one solution.

"Twelve. Send them out,"

came an order from a strong witcher, while still watching Darren's out-bursting power. They were all frantic but the strong witcher had to remain calm.

"Huh? Send them out? Should we let them go?" the one called Twelve anxiously asked, hoping he had just misheard things.

Hardly, his voice faded away when the blood pool bubbled and churned. The strong witcher's command lingered in his mind, making him tremble in fear.

At the sight of that situation, they had no choice

war of survival of the fittest. During the war that had lasted for thousands of years, the human race had been on the verge of extinction. Trapped by that situation, some of the stronger survivors then caught some fiends to study their powerful bloodlines. And they finally determined to ask witchers to help them assimilate those fiends' bloodlines so that they could become as powerful as the fiends. Actually, those people had no choice but to use that way to survive.

If their experiments succeeded in that time, no one could guarantee that Hiram the Great would not apply this method. It was their only hope to survive.

However, the experiments of assimilation failed in the end. Every method they knew was used back then, but it was all in vain.

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