Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1147

Several daunting auras suddenly filled the air as soon as the little girl cried.

"Who dares to hurt my sister?"

Four people arrived to aid the little girl. Their leader was a burly middle-aged man with stubble and scars on his face and he held a large axe in his hand. The three people beside him were two men and a woman. They looked like ordinary people, but the aura they released were undoubtedly strong.

After withstanding the terrifying force from Darren, the girl staggered to the side of the scar-faced man.

"It's him! He pretended to be a low-level god to kill me. Boo-hoo!" She wailed.

"A low-level god? Doesn't look like it," a thin young man said as he touched his chin.

"Hey, you! What's your level?" The scar-faced man probed Darren's strength and found that he was indeed at the low-level Primary God Realm.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" Darren said contemptuously. He knew these people were not easy to deal with. Even if he treated them respectfully, they would not let him go easily. Thus, Darren thought that there was no need for him to be polite with them.

"Humph. You're pretty tough. It looks like you've just come out of the Ancestral Land and don't know how cruel the world is!" one of them said coldly.

"Who are you? I don't even know you. Why are you getting in my way?" Darren said in a low voice.

"Ha-ha-ha! I, Scar, will let you know before you die. We belong to the Bloody Sand Gang. We kill trash like you who have just come out of the Ancestral Land, so as to save godly energy for our world. Understood?"

"Killing rascals like you contributes to the development of the human race!"

"Go to hell, young lad!"

They sneered. The short young man rushed over Darren, while the others stood still. They crossed their arms and watched the fight.

The short man came in front of Darren in a flash.

"Watch out, Darren!" Elsa was worried.

"Elsa, run!" Darren pushed Elsa away gently and pushed his palm forward.

Boom!

Darren could feel a tremendous force crushing him. He was thrown backwards for dozens of feet. As soon as he landed on the ground, he spat a mouthful of blood.

After delivering the heavy blow, the short man stopped.

"My dear sister, he is indeed a low-level god. Why did you call us here?"

"I've told you before that you may only ask for help if you met a powerful warrior at the middle-level of Primary God Realm or upper-level," Scar said with a little disappointment in his tone.

"What?" The girl was stunned and said, "The force he used to attack me almost killed me."

"Really?" Scar's eyes suddenly lit up. He turned to Darren and said, "What treasures do you have with you? Give it to me quickly!"

"Fuck off!"

Darren replied coldly.

"Why, you little arrogant prick! You overestimate yourself!" the short man said coldly. "I don't care who you are. I'll kill you with my bare hands."

He wanted to attack, but Scar stopped him.

"Brat, what is more important to you: life or treasure? If you willingly hand over your treasures, I promise I won't kill you." Scar thought to himself, 'I can't gain anything from killing this low-level trash. I might as well rob him of his treasures.'

"I do have a treasure, but I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to take it!"

Darren sensed that Scar was at the upper-level Primary God Realm. If that man wanted to fight, he might not be able to save Elsa and himself.