Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1125

The Space Spirit's words puzzled Darren.

"Why is it useless?" Darren frowned and asked.

"You are strong enough for the test in the third mountain. Actually, even a holy emperor can pass the third test. However, it's not going to be easy. Once you enter, you'll understand. Are you ready?" The Space Spirit's reply was vague and offered Darren no clarity.

"All right." Without a proper explanation, Darren had no other alternative but to proceed. He nodded and entered the third mountain.

"What?"

Darren's eyes widened, and his mouth flew open. He was shocked by the scenery before him.

The third mountain was the same as the first mountain!

A serene, green field full of dancing creatures stretched to the horizon. A gentle river gurgled at the end of the grassland, and a towering tree stretched its thick canopy on the other side of the river.

This was precisely what Darren saw when he entered the first mountain.

"What?" Darren was even more confused now. What kind of test was this?

In the forbidden areas of the Lothlann Continent

Finley stared at the extremely beautiful immortal in disbelief. After several moments of hesitance and silence, he asked, "Are you really Elsa?"

"Yes." A light smile replaced the cold expression on the immortal's face.

"This is great! Darren will be so excited to hear that!" Finley was wild with joy.

"Where is he?"

Elsa probed with her spiritual sense for Darren's aura but couldn't find it.

"Ahem." Finley's face darkened as he explained, "He went to the Godly City to improve his strength. It will be a while before he returns."

"The Godly City? I've never heard of such a place. What is it?" Elsa's brow furrowed.

"I'm not sure either. We'll have to wait until the witcher ancestor arrives."

"It is a city that fell from the Primitive Wilderness." A figure dressed in a black robe appeared in the hall. It was the witcher ancestor.

"Sir." Elsa bowed slightly. As she had inherited the immortal's memory, she naturally knew the identity of the witcher ancestor.

The witcher ancestor raised his hand, indicating that Elsa should not be so courteous. Then, he gave her a brief explanation about the Godly City.

"Ah." Elsa's eyes widened with surprise. Her voice was laced with concern as she asked, "Isn't that very dangerous for Darren?"

"There is some danger, but I believe in Darren's ability to surpass challenges. He will make it. You are in greater danger than him." The witcher ancestor's tone turned serious as he addressed Elsa.

"Me?" Elsa exclaimed.

"Yes." The witcher ancestor nodded and continued, "Although you have been revived, you're using the same body with the immortal. And so, you will appear as a destroyer."

Although Elsa's soul existed in the immortal's body, she was not the only one who could control it. The immortal's soul would not give up her pursuit of the World Essence.

"Then what should we do? If Elsa becomes a destroyer, she will become Darren's enemy." Finley's heart skipped a beat when he heard the witcher ancestor's verdict.

Elsa was flustered.

"Sir, please help me. I don't want to be a destroyer," Elsa pleaded.

The witcher ancestor shook his head and said, "It can't be changed."

As soon as he finished, a stream of World Force hurtled into the Sacred Palace and swirled around the immortal's body.

"Oh, no, I don't want to be a destroyer!" Elsa screamed as she was dragged into the palace in the south. No matter what she did, she could not resist the strong World Force.

"Alas." The witcher ancestor's chest heaved as he took a deep breath and sighed.

"Is there really nothing that you can do, sir?" Finley frowned. Everything he had seen and heard troubled him.

"I have no choice. Don't worry. She has her consciousness and is an independent soul. She will never become Darren's enemy," advised the witcher ancestor.