The ultimate husband

Chapter 2475

Chapter 2475

''Don't worry, you only need to lead the way. I will niake sure that you receive an appropriate aniount

of coniniission once we are done hunting those Black Sand Pythons,'' Lillian added hurriedly,

noticing his hesitation.

Seeing the sincerity in her expression, Darryl didn't have the heart to refuse and nodded. ''Okay!''

''Leader!'' Otis yelled. ''This nian is obviously useless, how could he possibly lead the way for us?

He is probably going to run before the Black Sand pythons even show up.''

''Yeah, just look at what he is wearing. What help could he possibly be?''

''We should just go on our own,'' said the others as they all nodded in agreenient.

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Lillian frowned at the coninients of her subordinates, visibly agitated. ''Are you the leader or am I? My decision is

final, shut your niouths, '' said Lillian in a harsh tone. Seeing that she was irritated, Otis and the others refrained

froni saying anything else but were still casting glances of contempt at Darryl.

A few niinutes later, the group were slowly beginning to enter into the depths of the Valley of Death,

following Darryl's lead. Lillian and her nien were amazed and uneasy at the saII1e time as they were

exposed to the niysterious doniain that was clearly filled with danger for the first time.

Lillian picked up the pace to walk by Darryl's side and said, ''Oh, I still don't know your name.''

''Darren Derby!'' Darryl paused for a moment before replying calmly. The nanie came to his mind without much

thought to it. After all, it's analias he had been using. If he was being honest, Darryl was dying to reveal his true

identity, but refrained at last under consideration of how he looked at the moment. How embarrassing would it be

for someone to know that the man who looked like a common beggar right now was indeed the famous Darryl

Darby?

They soon arrived in the area covered in poisonous fog as they spoke. Darryl immediately stopped and turned to

Lillian and the others, trying to warn them. After all, Darryl might be able to walk past the fog easily, but to these

people of the Blood Thorn Mercenary Team that ranked at the level of Martial Saint on average, the fog could be

lethal. Just as he was about to say something, he paused in shock as he caught sight of what Lillian and the others

were doing. Each IT1ember began pulling out helmets from their backpacks and putting them on.

Darryl couldn't help but let out a laugh at the sight. It had seemed like the Nine Continents had truly

prospered in the three years he was gone, and technology had now become one with cultivation.

Darryl instinctively noticed that the helmets were made of unique materials that would hold against

the poisonous fog. Even so, they would still have to be mindful of the duration of their stay, in case

their helmets cave before the corrosive fog.

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Just as Darryl analysed their situation, Lillian pulled out yet another helmet and handed it over to

Darryl. She said, ''Put this on.'' As far as she was concerned, Darryl would fall short even when

compared to the weakest member in their group. But little did she know that he had no need for the

helmet at all. Nevertheless, Darryl accepted it and put the helmet on without hesitation.

That was precisely when strange hissing noises were heard from the trees ahead of them, a Black

Sand Python appeared before their eyes almost simultaneously. The python was as thick as a man's

arm, its power ranking up to the level of level five Martial Saint. Lillian's eyes popped at the

appearance and immediately drew her sword.

''Steady,'' Darryl warned, his expression concerned. Darryl was well farniliar with the habits of the

Black Sand pythons and he knew that there was a nest somewhere in the area they were in. Different

from other species of pythons, the Black Sand Pythons live in groups and when one shows itself, so

the others must be not far behind.