Living With My Lady Boss

An overwhelming wave of dark energy exploded in the Dark Lord's right hand. Wilbur threw out a punch at the same time, and the golden dragon shot out. The Dark Lord made a simple wave with his left hand and crushed the dragon to dust.

Dragon aura dissipated into the air as the ball of dark energy in the Dark Lord's right hand grew in size. Wilbur's pupils contracted at once as if he were struck by a powerful wave of electricity, causing him to lose control over his body.

That powerful force appeared once more, and Wilbur was shocked to sense this. Was this the force that had taken over his body from before?noveldrama

The energy ball in the Dark Lord's hand did not explode. Instead, it was absorbed into Wilbur's body and became his energy.

The Dark Lord was caught off guard by the sight. "How... How can this be?"

He had been preparing to condense all the energy in his body to kill Wilbur with one fatal blow. The Dark Lord's clone was only half as powerful as he was, and he had only been buying time at the start to make Wilbur think he was weak to lower Wilbur's guard.

The Dark Lord had almost succeeded, but the bastard had ended up absorbing his energy instead. It was as if Wilbur was a completely different person.

Who was this other guy, then?

Wilbur smirked at the Dark Lord. "It appears you've figured it out. I have to say, though, that was a close call. This young man's spirit energy and strength would have been drained again if I hadn't grabbed the chance."

The Dark Lord's gaze flashed. "Who are you?"

Wilbur's smirk widened at the sight of the terrified Dark Lord. "I'm someone who doesn't want you to become an evil god. You aren't quite worthy enough yet."

As he spoke, Wilbur grabbed the Dark Lord's hand before beginning to usurp the Dark Lord's power.

"What? You imbecile!"

Shock and terror flashed across the Dark Lord's face as he sensed the energy in his body flowing out of him. He fitted his teeth and immediately broke off his right arm. The broken arm dissipated into the black miasma, and the Dark Lord trembled as he stared at Wilbur. The Dark Lord began to retreat, returning to the ancient formation and becoming one with it.

"Laughable."

Wilbur made his way over towards the formation but was struck with another electric wave as he finally regained control over his body. Wilbur looked down, feeling slightly disoriented. "What..."

Just then, a voice rang in his head. "Sorry, I'm still too weak to help you kill him for good. I was careless just now. It's all up to you now..."

Wilbur was stunned for a moment before returning to his senses and answered with a trembling voice, "That's okay. Thank you, anyway."

Wilbur had fallen for the Dark Lord's ploy and nearly got himself killed just now. The thought still haunted him, and he gulped hard before opening his mouth to ask a question. Yet the voice cut him off, saying, "No, don't talk. He might be able to tell."