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Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1146

Outside the palace, Darren was completely baffled about everything that was happening. At the same time, he was still full of rage.

"In three days, you should have left this place."

A man in silver armor walked up to Darren with a spear.

"I don't need three days," Darren responded coldly. By then, the only thing he could think about was saying goodbye to his friends.

"Darren, what should we do?" Elsa asked with concern.

"They are too strong for us. It's wiser to back down for the moment. I will come back for my revenge one day. Let's go, Elsa." Darren held Elsa's hand and was about to fly out of the square.

"You can go, but she can't."

"Fuck off!" Darren roared. Finley and the others were also furious and were at the edge of their seats.

The man in armor raised his spear that flashed a blinding golden light. In an instant, a group of powerful armored guards surrounded Darren and the others.

"Let them go."

At that moment of tension, a cold and rich voice descended from the sky.

"Ancestor..." Everyone was shocked to hear the fervent voice. The ancestor had remained silent for thousands of years. Thus, everyone couldn't help but gasp that he now spoke for a newcomer.

All the armored guards retreated in an instant.

"Young man from the Chu Clan, you can bring your wife with you. However, you can't take anybody else. They will follow you to their deaths, and you will cause them great harm. Do you understand?" The voice echoed again.

Darren was silent, but he thought, 'Why does this powerful man keep calling me "young man from the Chu Clan"?'

"Darren, don't leave us here. Please let us come with you. Even if it's dangerous, it's better than being enslaved and bullied here," Finley said.

"Please, master," the Water Kylin pleaded.

"Darren, take me with you." Aaron also looked at Darren eagerly. Even the mad old man gave a gesture as if he wanted to follow Darren to the ends of the world.

"I think you guys better stay put." A moment later, Darren shook his head.

He thought about it for a while. The outside world must be more treacherous than he thought. There were too many powerful races, so he did not want his peers to run the risk of encountering their deaths.

"Young man from the Chu Clan, it is best that your companions remain here. If you survive outside, you are welcome to meet them in ten years."

"Okay, then. I will only take my wife away. Thank you very much," Darren answered and bowed to the ancestor with his hands clasped.

"Darren…" Finley hesitated to call him.

"There's nothing left to say. Scott has been caught and is being punished by them. You guys should stay here and cultivate hard. If necessary, please take care of him. As for me, don't worry. I will go and find Lord Starry Sword," Darren told the others through his spiritual sense.

"Well, all right."

Since it was Darren's final decision, everyone naturally respected his call.

"Take care of yourself, Darren."

"Please be careful, master."

"Godspeed, Darren!"

They all saluted to Darren. Darren nodded and led Elsa out of the square.

On the gloomy ground, a gust of cold wind with a mix of dead leaves blew. Darren and Elsa walked slowly. They looked like two feeble sticks in the middle of a sandstorm.

"I didn't expect that the Universe Laws out of the palace are so different."

Darren and Elsa continued to make their way amidst the strong winds. Darren was inundated with the same feeling just as he entered the Godly City for the first time, but it was even more uncomfortable now.

"Darren, let's find a place to take shelter for a while. It's really hard to walk in this whistling wind." Elsa could not stand the bitter cold wind any longer. She felt as if sharp knives were constantly stabbing her body.

Darren wrapped his arms around Elsa in a hurry, and leaned his body against most of the wind.

"All right. Let's look for shelter once we arrive at the mountain in front of us."

The little girl walked two steps closer and continued, "In fact, I can tell at first sight that you are garbage. You are only at the low-level Primary God Realm, aren't you? I really don't know what you have done in the past ten years in the Ancestral Land. A filthy rat like you doesn't deserve to live in the Primitive Wilderness, and I'm a professional rat-catcher. Now, it's up to you to make the decision. Do you want to hand me your God Character by yourself, or do you want me to dig it out of your head with my own hands?"

"You're ballsy. Aren't you afraid that I'm only hiding my level? If I were at the upper-level, shouldn't you be terrified of death?" Darren retorted.

"Bah. So what? If you are at the upper-level and you decide to kill me, my brother, my sister, and my uncle would avenge me! Humph!" the little girl said disdainfully.

"All right then." Darren gave a nod and was ready to take the initiative.

He had secretly mobilized the god level blade and sword intents and the black god's power in preparation.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the blade and sword intents shot out.

The little girl was quick to react. Even though Darren launched a sneak attack, she immediately sensed the imminent danger.

"How dare you hit me first? I will not only take your God Character, but I will also kill you!" The girl took out a rusty iron ring from her waist, which contained waves of the god's power.

Darren probed the girl carefully and found out that she was indeed at the middle-level Primary God Realm!

Boom!

The blade and sword intents were completely shattered by the girl's iron ring.

"Ha-ha, you are such a weakling."

The girl smiled complacently. However, after several seconds, her smile froze on her face. She felt a terrible force had suddenly hit her.

"Ah!" the little girl screamed in pain. Immediately, the devastating force pierced her defense and rushed straight to her heart.

The girl's face turned deathly pale. She had never thought that such a low-level Primary God Realm warrior would be able to break her defenses!

"Help! Please!" the little girl cried.

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