Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1174

Frustration and confusion painted Darren's face. His arms fought against the shackles of the fiend's power but he could only move them a few inches from his body.

Realization struck him that even if a fiend emperor was seriously injured, Darren, who was at the Primary God Realm, still could not defeat him and escape.

Before Darren could try and run away again, the transformed human with a head of a crocodile flew towards Darren and stopped a few feet away.

Bang!

Within seconds, the head of the transformed human was smashed by the strong, fiendish aura.

"Such a shame. He is dead,"

one of the companions of the dead man said. It was strange that they did not show much grief. They were all very calm.

It was probably due to the fact that all of them had been abandoned by the human race, and they had nowhere to live in the world. Therefore, they were not afraid of death. Instead, they didn't want to live humbly.

"Sir!" Darren felt a pang in his heart when he saw the man in front of him die for him, but he could not help him now.

His attention was pulled immediately to the Seventh Fiend Emperor who had released a magic power again in an attempt to kill Darren.

The power snaked through the air and reached out for Darren.

Bang!

Darren's eyes widened as the Ninth Fiend Emperor swooped in and blocked the Seventh Fiend Emperor. He reached out his palm, smashed the Seventh Fiend Emperor's body into pieces, and released a fiend power to protect Darren from being hurt.

"Leave now and perhaps I will spare you!" the Ninth Fiend Emperor yelled at the Seventh Fiend Emperor, pointing into the far distance with an angry, shaking finger.

The Seventh Fiend Emperor's head rolled on the ground and his eyes looked hazily in the direction of the horizon.

Buzz.

With a distortion of space, the head of the Seventh Fiend Emperor was sucked into a wave of space.

"You will definitely regret this!" The voice of the Seventh Fiend Emperor echoed.

Even though the Seventh Fiend Emperor had gone, the Ninth Fiend Emperor remained on high alert. He was afraid that the other fiend emperors would get in his way when they learnt about what had happened, so he flew straight to Darren and gripped his shoulders tightly in his hands.

"Wow! I can't believe I've caught a Defiant Master all by myself. Ha ha." The Ninth Fiend Emperor rubbed his hands together eagerly.

"Now, it's time to deal with all of you! My subordinates are dead and you almost let the Defiant Master go. All of you have to die!" With a wave of his hand, he released a strong fiend power to kill the remaining four people.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Suddenly, his gaze moved to the left where a gust of strong wind was sweeping across the ground. In the far distance, dark clouds rolled in and thunder clapped.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

All of a sudden, the Ninth Fiend Emperor collapsed on the ground and wounds spread on his skin, causing blood to leak through his clothes. It was like knives had slashed at him, but there were no knives present.

"No one else has to die. Young man, you were right. The weak human race needs someone to stand up and fight against all evil. I'm willing to assist you, and become your subordinate,"

a hoarse voice said from beside Darren, startling him.

"It's Carlisle!"

"This means we all made the right decision!" the other four men exclaimed.

Darren pried himself away from the dead hands of the Ninth Fiend Emperor and looked at the person beside him.

To his surprise, the person standing next to him was very different from what he had imagined. He had thought that he was an old, frail man. Unexpectedly, the person looked very young, just like him.

"Thank you so much, sir!" Darren bowed to him with clasped hands. A large smile of happiness and gratitude filled his face.

Darren was happy not because he was saved, but because the young man's eyes gave off a burning light of hope.