“A bunch of disorganized, undisciplined mob!”

The New World Emperor’s expressions darkened as he snarled.

Even though Fuyao Palace had tens of thousands of people with them, they were all women. The Emperor was not worried about them at all.

“Darryl!”

“Darryl!”

“Darryl!”

Right at that moment, everyone heard cries from somewhere far away again. Then, they saw more than ten thousand figures flying toward them from afar—they looked majestic.

Zoran Carter and Susan Creek led that group!

Gasp!

Everyone was immediately stunned again.

Darryl had more backup?

Like Little Fairy, Debra and the others thought that Darryl had died. When they rushed there and noticed that Darryl was still alive, they were all delighted!

“Darryl!”

Debra took a step forward and rushed toward Darryl. She hugged him; she could not hide the joy in her heart. She choked as she said, “Darryl, you b*stard! I thought you were dead! Do you know how sad I was?”

Darryl hugged her tightly as he smiled happily!