In an underground cave that was dug out beforehand, Darde the Titan was panting heavily as he leaned on the wall.
His heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows that was constantly being pulled.
Darde poured bottle after bottle of potions into his mouth.
However, for his current injuries, it was like trying to put out a burning cart of firewood with a cup of water.
"How did this happen?"
"I've calculated everything!"
"The Grand Duke of Dawn and the Burning Marquis will both suffer heavy losses!"
"Why?"
"Why is the Burning Marquis fine?!"
Amidst the series of questions, Darde the Titan looked at the figure in front of him.
Darde was expecting an answer.
However, not only did the expected answer not come, even the figure turned illusory and fleeting, like a soap bubble that would burst at any moment.
"NO!"
Darde let out a low growl.
He knew very well what it meant for him once this figure disappeared.
Losing his strength was just the beginning.
The long term weakness was just a side effect.
In the end, he would completely lose this battle.
For Darde who had bet everything on it, it was unacceptable.
So, Darde chose the most dangerous way: fusing with the figure.
They were originally one.
It was just because of some kind of secret technique that they were separated.
Now, they would be reunited!
Perhaps he would suffer the repulsion of the secret technique but it was better than losing everything.
Darde the Titan threw himself at the figure.
He tore the figure apart.
The figure that was on the verge of shattering was torn apart without any resistance. It turned into a mist like form and was sucked into Darde's stomach through his nose and mouth.
Then …
Puk!
A huge amount of blood gushed out from Darde's pores and formed a bloody mist that enveloped him. Darde's unimaginably tall and buff body started to shrink at an exponential speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a short while, he had turned into a dwarf.
"Burning Marquis!"
"Ansecord!"
"Extremus!"
“2567！”
"Starbeck!"
"I will make you all die a horrible death!"
The backlash from the secret technique was much greater than Darde had imagined. Feeling the weakness of his body and soul, Darde gritted his teeth and growled.
Darde recalled the fight with the Burning Marquis, the resentment in his heart instantly drowned his rationality.
Darde started to resent everyone related to it.
Ansecord, the one who set the trap!
The one who released the smoke!
There was also Kieran and Starbeck who were watching from the side.
In Darde's opinion, these people deserved to die! They all needed to be hacked into pieces!
"Without you, how could I have failed?"
The resentful voice made one's back go numb and their hair stand on end.
It seemed like until now, Darde still couldn't accept the reality.
Darde wouldn't admit defeat.
He would never admit that he had fallen into a trap.
So, Darde wanted to turn the situation around and prove that he was right.
He was going to fight back!
"I still have a chance!"
"There's one more chance …"
Darde's almost twisted face showed a hint of gloominess.
However, the noise that entered Darde's ears made his face change for the worse.
Without a second thought, Darde used his hands and feet to run towards the escape tunnel that was left behind when the crypt was built. However, when he got close to the escape tunnel, he had to stop.
Darde's face turned extremely ugly when he saw the wolves blocking the escape tunnel.
Darde knew he was surrounded.
While he was suffering from the backlash and couldn't pay attention to his surroundings, he was surrounded by a pack of wolves.
The fragmented sounds became even clearer.
Darde leaned against the wall when he saw more wolves appeared, trying his best not to be attacked from both sides. In Darde's heart, he was already thinking about how to deal with the situation before him.
Especially when he saw that figure who didn't even bother to conceal himself, Darde shouted without a second thought.
“2567！”
"We can work together!"
"I will tell you everything I know, and I will pay a considerable price to withdraw from this competition!"
"Believe me, you won't suffer any losses and you will even get unexpected benefits!"
Darde's voice echoed in the crypt.
However, Kieran turned a deaf ear and walked over.
The wolves blocking the crypt split into two like a rising tide, allowing Kieran to pass through.
Kieran was getting closer to Darde.
The aura on his body was getting fiercer as well.
The dense killing intent seemed to have materialized. Like a mountain, it pressed down on Darde's body, who was suffering from the backlash.
Kieran wouldn't believe Darde's words.
Or in other words, Kieran didn't think Darde could provide any valuable information.
What Darde knew, Kieran knew everything.
From the moment the Grand Duke's mansion was ambushed until Darde appeared outside Dawn City openly, everything was a trap set up by Ansecord.
That 'dead' Ansecord wanted Darde to think that the Grand Duke and Burning Marquis were both heavily injured, thus losing the power to stop him.
But in reality?
The Grand Duke would definitely be heavily injured.
After all, with Extremus and the Burning Marquis making a move, the outcome wouldn't change under the sudden ambush.
However, the Burning Marquis was unscathed.
This was the most fatal point for Dudley.
Under Ansecord's meticulous and meticulous plan, even under the premise that he was seeking his own death, Darde didn't expect it.
Therefore, Darde ended up in his current state.
"Don't tell me you want to kill me?"
Our enemies are Ansecord and Extremus!
They have joined hands!
If you are alone, you have no hope! "
Darde shouted repeatedly as he saw Kieran approaching him step by step.
But how could such words stop Kieran?
Ansecord and Extremus were enemies.
Wasn't Darde the same as well?
If Darde wasn't injured, would he negotiate with Kieran in such a calm manner?
More so, the label stated that 'players are not prohibited from killing each other in the title dungeon, all items acquired from each other will be increased by 50%, points increased by 100%'. A character that was considered to be extremely powerful even among the Supernovas, its value alone was enough to move Kieran's heart, needless to say, there was an obvious increase.
Darde's breath hastened when he felt Kieran's unwavering killing intent.
Darde could maintain a heart of steel when killing others but when it was his turn to be killed, Darde wasn't much stronger than common men.
One of the reasons was the repulsion from the secret technique that affected Darde's condition.
More importantly, it was the effect caused by the secret technique from the start.
Lines of Spirit authentication started to appear in Darde's sight.
Similar to a split personality, Darde couldn't resist the authentication at all.
Darde was frightened.
Then, he fell into a chaotic state of mind.
Then, he spoke without thinking.
"Let me go!
I'll tell you the secret of the crown! "
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