“Darryl, you are lucky that I did not kill you today. You won’t be so lucky next time.” Donoghue roared. He took that opportunity to turn and fly far away.
In a blink of an eye, he was a few hundred meters away.
Darryl looked horrible when he saw Donoghue had managed to escape despite being surrounded by everyone.
“Go after him!” Dax did not hesitate to shout as he took the lead to chase after Donoghue.
Chester and the rest followed behind him closely.
The treasure box of the Sea Mackie Clan and Darryl’s dragon ball were both with him. They could not let him escape so easily.
Donoghue was running and looking back. He was incredibly furious when he saw Dax chasing after him restlessly.
‘This group of buggers just don’t give up!’ he thought.
Back at the Raksasa Tribe base camp, Amastan was sitting there with a dark look on his face. Natalie and the other Raksasa warriors looked upset too.
‘Sh*t!’ Amastan slammed the table, enraged. He thought that he would taunt the Nine Continents using Rama’s skull to make them lose their minds and feel defeated. He did not expect Darryl to have a weird ball that could transform into a dragon.
Not only did they not win the battle, but Darryl killed two of the Gigantic Monsters. Even the highly aggressive Wild Wolves Clan were injured or killed miserably.
Natalie walked over and bit her lips. “Second Brother, I think we really need to talk to the Nine Continents. You saw that Darryl has the ability to conjure a huge dragon, so that proves that he wasn’t lying. During the battle today, Darryl was just trying to scare us. He was only showing the fake image of the dragon. If we continue to fight, I’m afraid he might call a real dragon.”
Natalie’s face was filled with worries. She was not afraid to die, but she had witnessed so many people in the tribe die during the battle. If they continued to fight, maybe the Raksasa Tribe might win, but there would be a terrible price to pay.
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