‘So White Tiger King is good at taking the pain! Let’s see how long he can handle it,’ Darryl thought.
At the same time, Colori Phoenix, Tiger Ben and the others were grimacing at the sight of it. They could feel the pain from just watching White Tiger King.
In the beginning, White Tiger King was able to endure the pain, but as time passed, the pain grew more and more intense. Finally, he was not able to take it any longer and was reduced to convulsing incessantly and dripping with cold sweat. His majestic appearance was replaced by a miserable man.
"White Tiger King, what do you think now?" Darryl asked with a smile when he felt like it was time.
"I— " White Tiger King was extremely weak and no longer imputed the dignity of a leader.
Finally, he nodded and said, "Darryl, I give up. From now on, I will be your loyal follower till the day I die."
He was reluctant to submit to Darryl, but he knew very well that he would either end up dead or disabled if the Trap Dragon Thorns were not removed. After all, it was a torturing experience.
Darryl cracked a faint smile and nodded after White Tiger King had eventually decided to come to a compromise. "Okay.”
He removed the Trap Dragon Thorns and took out a healing pill to give to White Tiger King.
Everyone around them, including Colori Phoenix and Tiger Ben, breathed a sigh of relief.
Darryl had finally subdued White Tiger King. The demons would finally live in peace and not be constantly plagued with conflicts.
Darryl looked around and slowly said, "Alright. All of you get ready and then work with me to crack the final two formations. After we’re done, I’ll take all of you out of here."
The crowd was bustling with noise after hearing the exciting news.
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