Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1244

Several sword intents surged toward Caleb.

Bang!

Confident of his physical defense, Caleb used his palm to defend against the incoming attack.

"What?" However, a sharp pain radiated from his palm the moment it touched the sword intent. The agony he felt was so intense that his face paled.

The pain didn't stop there. Instead, it ran up his arm and spread to his shoulder.

In the next moment, he couldn't see clearly as a mist of blood hindered his vision.

"What?!"

"What happened?"

"The old man's arm has been severely injured!"

The audience burst into an uproar. Caleb's mighty palm had failed to defend against Darren's sword intent! And if that wasn't shocking enough, the damage to Caleb was bewildering as well!

Although they had witnessed it, the audience couldn't believe it. After all, the young man was just a cultivator at the upper-level of the Domain God Realm. How could he have such powerful sword intent?

An expression of shock replaced the smile on both the Gambling King's and King Winfred's faces. They never thought that Darren could display such a strong sword intent.

"That brat has hidden something from us. He not only has secret skills, but he also pretended to be injured. We've been tricked." By then, the Gambling King also realized that contrary to the rumor, Darren had not been injured.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crowd was still trying to process what had happened when Darren's god's power surged in the arena.

The black god's power condensed into several flying dragons, which attacked Caleb. A few moments later, Caleb's body was riddled with holes!

Panic and a sense of foreboding enclosed Caleb in their icy grip.

He had trusted his strong physical defense, but it was worthless in front of Darren's god's power.

Darren, on the other hand, remained expressionless. He knew that his black god's power could penetrate people's bodies, and so, he was expecting this result. Besides, the new sword intent he had just comprehended had the same effect, albeit less powerful than his black god's power. However, after the merge, the sword intent improved, which allowed him to break Caleb's defense.

"Well, are you still so sure that you can defeat me?" Caleb shuddered as Darren looked at him emotionlessly.

Meanwhile, the Gambling King appeared livid. He balled his hands into fists at the thought of the several hundred million killing points he would lose if Darren won. Even though he was rich enough to afford such a loss, giving away hundreds of millions of killing points felt torturous.

"I've underestimated you, boy. Now, I will have to kill you!" A hint of cruelty flashed across the Gambling King's eyes. Then, he recited something in his mind, and an invisible light flew toward the arena.

It fell over Caleb's head and entered his body.

Swish!

A golden light shone, and in the span of a breath, all his wounds were healed. Moreover, his aura increased significantly, which amplified the pressure on Darren.

Darren frowned when he felt that something was wrong. He soon realized that this change in Caleb must be the work of the Gambling King.

"Kill!"

Darren growled as he rushed forward. He couldn't afford to give Caleb any chances now that he had help. The battle needed to finish as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would be the one to lose his life.

The sword intent and the black god's power attacked Caleb in unison.

The Gambling King tore his gaze from him and turned to watch the two figures in the arena. He had nothing left to say to King Winfred.

At this moment, confusion reflected on Darren's face. How was it that despite repeated attempts, none of his attacks could break through Caleb's defense?

"Darren, even God is on my side. You shall cease your attacks and kneel in front of me!" Caleb sneered.

"Shameless old thing. Playing tricks and fooling people is no skill. It doesn't matter if you win this duel. Deep in your heart, you will know that you are a fake. What's more, you will never go further no matter how much you cultivate."

Everyone knew that faith was integral to success in cultivation. If a cultivator lost his faith at a critical moment, it would be impossible for him to break through.

Although Caleb appeared arrogant now, inwardly, he was panic-stricken.

First, Darren had severely injured him in a few moves. For Caleb, who was at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm, he would rather die than be humiliated. His defeat had already caused a fatal setback in his desire to pursue martial arts.

Secondly, with Caleb's cultivation base and insight, he perceived that someone was deliberately helping him, which was why he suddenly became stronger. And, he knew it was the Gambling King. His faith shattered when he discerned that he could only defeat a young man at the Domain God Realm with others' help.

Darren's words echoed what Caleb already knew. Even if he could win today, he had lost the most essential thing in his pursuit of martial arts.

Caleb felt as though he could hear nothing but the pounding of his heart.

"Boy, I'm going to have a fair competition with you." After taking several deep breaths, Caleb calmed down enough to make this declaration. He had been obsessed with enhancing his cultivation level all his life, and he would never allow anyone to ruin it. He decided to reject the power no matter who imposed it on him.

"If you do, I promise that I will not kill you even if you lose," Darren reassured.

"Ha-ha. You will not win!"

As he spoke, Caleb trembled and forcefully dispelled the power within him. A stream of golden air spurted forward, and his aura returned to normal.