However, Darius could vaguely sense movement from the figure hiding behind the black fog. The latter appeared to struggle, which meant things were looking up for Darius, who could finally fight the man on a level playing field. “Here’s your last chance to fight me fairly. Otherwise, I’ll kill you.”

“No one can have my life.” The man finally spoke, but his voice still sounded like a series of grumbles. “As a child, I was ordered to kill a hundred thousand people. Only then could I end mine. However, I’m content with my current life and don’t feel the need to end my life yet.”

A scowl crept up his face as he stared at Darius and added, “I will say this—you’re the chattiest person I’ve ever met.”

That was when his black gaseous life force began to fluctuate rapidly.

Watching from afar, Darius noticed little ripples forming in the air and gradually returning to the black fog surrounding the man. He narrowed his eyes as he knew the battle was about to start. He extended his arms, loosen