Donoghue saw that the ropes which were tied around Xenia and the other Oracles had come undone. There were two slim figures standing in front of them. It was Ileana and Yuri.

He was stunned for a moment, but then, his eyes turned red as he was boiling with rage.

“Great! That’s great!” he said sarcastically.

Then, he turned to look at Darryl. “You’ve learned how to deceive others. Do you really want to do that, Darryl? Do you think just the three of you can rescue the Nine Saint Oracles? Are you underestimating me?!”

He had absorbed the King of the Dead’s power, so he had a right to be arrogant.

Feeling Donoghue’s anger, Darryl took a deep breath and said, “The safety of The Nine Continent depends on the Nine Saint Oracles. I have to take them with me.”

Donoghue clenched the King of Death’s Chain as he said ominously. “Fine. Let’s see if you can save them! I’ll give you a chance today; the three of you, attack me!”

Darryl frowned discreetly as he quickly glanced at Ileana and