Weston pretended to feel unfair on Quincy's behalf. "That is not appropriate, right? Princess Long had led everyone all this while, so to change to Darryl now, what if—"
Zoey glared at Weston before he could finish his sentence. "You don't have to stay with us if you have a problem with that."
'That Weston is really unappreciative of others. If it were not for Darryl earlier, he would have been torn alive by those Hell Hounds. How could he forget about that?'
"No problem!" Andy immediately forced a smile.
Even though he said that, he still felt the hatred in his heart
'Sh*t! Zoey is my goddess, but she is siding with Darryl. Why does he deserve that?'
Darryl did not notice anything; he smiled and said, "Since everyone trusts me, then I will take the responsibility!"
Then, he led everyone forward.
Everyone trailed closely behind him!
What?
Soon, they arrived at a dark swamp. Darryl suddenly stopped; he was shocked!
He saw a dozen figures trapped within the swap area a few hundred meters away. When he looked closer, he noticed it was Sara, Andy, and others.
What!
At that moment, Zoey and the others saw them too. They were stunned.
"That looks like the Elixir Sect's Sect Master and others."
"They are trapped in the swamp!"
They discussed worriedly. Darryl had started to feel anxious too. He was trying to think about a way to rescue everyone.
"Help!"
"Help us!"
At that moment, everyone trapped in the swamp noticed Darryl and the rest; they started to shout at them.
Darryl took a deep breath and replied casually, "Their lives are not in danger at the time being. Let's not act recklessly!"
What?
Everyone was not happy when they heard that.
Many elite members from various sects had been sucked into the King of Death's cauldron. They had finally bumped into some of them, but they were trapped in the swamp. Unfortunately, Darryl had refused to rescue them immediately. What was he up to?
Darryl did not speak even though he knew that everyone else had disagreed with his decision. He continued to observe the people in the swamp quietly.
Darryl felt that there was a problem the longer he spent watching those people in the swamp.
Even though those people had shouted for help, they did not look panicked or fearful. Their eyes were hideous; it was as if they were waiting for Darryl to lead the group toward them.
'Is someone controlling those people?'
Darryl became even more cautious; he decided to continue to observe them.
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