Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1207

"Idiot! You hit the wrong person!" Amos was in a towering rage.

Darren sneered. "You still haven't understood that I have been lying to you. Who is the idiot?"

"You!" It was only then that Amos realized how absurd it was to enter into an agreement with Darren. He felt a sharp pain in his heart and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"You bastard. You tricked me!"

Whoosh!

Darren flew over and kicked Amos' belly.

"Cut the crap. You have thirty seconds to pledge your belief in the Conflicting Chief God, or you'll die."

"Humble Defiant Master, I would rather die than be your believer," Amos replied. Contempt glimmered in his eyes as he glared at Darren.

"You have a backbone. That is good. What about you?" Darren turned and walked toward Wilson.

"I won't believe in you. Never!"

"Okay." Darren condensed his blade and sword intents into a pair of dark red blade and sword, and hurled them at Wilson.

At that moment, Wilson felt like he was falling into a dark abyss. As he believed that he was close to death, his fear reached the extreme.

"Please, please don't kill me!" Wilson's body was covered in sweat, and he screamed.

Darren smiled knowingly and drew back his blade and sword.

"You still have fifteen seconds to make the oath. Your life depends on whether you can make it or not," Darren instructed coldly.

"I, Wilson Gui, swear by my soul that I will believe in the Conflicting Chief God for the rest of my life..." Wilson rushed to make the oath.

Almost instantly, his body emitted waves of gray aura. It was the Power of Belief produced by the successful conclusion of the pledge.

"You are a good man." Satisfied, Darren walked toward Amos.

"Surrender or die!"

"Get lost! I will never submit to a Defiant Master. That would be a blasphemy against my soul!" Amos roared.

"Then, you die."

Darren didn't want to argue with him needlessly, and he was about to kill him.

"Wait, sir." Wilson suggested as he hobbled over. With a deep sigh, he said, "Sir, let me torture him for you until he surrenders. Besides, if you kill him, you won't be able to explain your actions to the leaders of the four major forces."

Wilson had become a believer. Whether he wanted to or not, his soul had to be loyal to Darren. This was why he began to advise Darren.

"Okay, you can try." After a brief moment of contemplation, Darren withdrew his god's power and agreed.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity." Wilson bowed humbly.

Almost immediately, he started torturing Amos using all sorts of extreme methods. However, Amos was a tough man. He refused to submit even though he knew he might be tortured to death.

"Amos, do you know what this is? You force me to do this. Remember that."

A purple wooden box appeared in Wilson's hand as he spoke. After he opened the lid, he tilted the box to show its contents. A few bugs wriggled at the bottom of the box.

Amos' eyes widened with fear, and his whole body trembled.

"Ha-ha, are you afraid? Do you want me to use them on you?" Wilson laughed sinisterly.

Amos finally felt terror like never before. He was so frightened that his head throbbed, and his vision blurred. Those bugs were his worst nightmare.

"What? Do you still want to resist? I'm so sorry that I have to give you a taste of the devouring pain of your God Character." Wilson's expression turned ferocious, and he licked his lips in anticipation.