Darryl scowled at Donoghue as he said coldly, "You have known me for so long; when have you seen me surrender?"

Darryl was furious as he shouted at Donoghue. "And you! You were once part of the Nine Mainland. Now you are leading the Death Army to harm the Nine Mainland. Even if you have become the King of the Dead, you are still a sinner!"

Donoghue's face darkened.

"Well, well!"

The next second, Donoghue's eyes flashed coldly as he said, "If that is your stand, then I have nothing more to say to you."

Buzz!

After that, Donoghue raised his right hand. A mass of evil spirit quickly condensed between heaven and earth and finally formed a huge black palm print with unparalleled momentum. It was headed toward Darryl.

Suddenly, the world was in chaos, like it was the end of the world.

"Darryl, be careful!"

"Darryl!"

Dax, Yvette, and everyone else yelped. They wanted to rush to Darryl's aid, but they were too far away and too late to act.

F*ck!

Cold sweat beaded on Darryl