Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1213

"Answer me." A disembodied voice rang out through the darkness. But no matter where the old man looked, nobody was there.

"Why would you accuse me of letting the Defiant Master go, sir? I personally have detected the avatar's protection with him. Was it not you who sent your avatar to him?" Indeed, Caleb was certain that it was Mr. Feng's aura that he had sensed.

"Humph! If you really want to have the Defiant Master dealt with, you can just do so regardless of my avatar. Do you understand?" the voice said coldly.

The words had confused Caleb greatly, but he didn't dare question Mr. Feng. "Yes, sir. I understand."

Then, the horrible aura dissipated.

Caleb contacted Davis with his spiritual sense and ordered him to capture the Defiant Master.

"What do you mean, ancestor? He is guarded by Mr. Feng's avatar. We can't risk it..." Davis was puzzled as well.

"Just do as you're told."

"But I'm still perfecting my avatar's skills. Can't it wait for two months?" Davis felt a torn with this dilemma.

Caleb was delighted to hear Davis' answer. "In that case, focus on your avatar for the meantime. When you're done after two months, then go ahead and do as you're told."

"Thank you, sir. However, you can send someone else if you're in a hurry. There are others in the clan who are stronger than me. Any warriors at the upper level of the Star God Realm or above can deal with the Defiant Master. He is very weak after all," Davis said.

"No. It's better if this is just between the two of us. I have already erased Burke's memories. For now, the most important thing for you to do is to train your avatar. We'll let the Defiant Master roam free for two more months. And then, we'll capture him."

"Yes, ancestor," Davis said respectfully.

Meanwhile, Darren and the others were heading north. They had walked out of the forest and had reached 200 kilometers already.

"Sir, there's a small sect here called Lost Soul Sect. Their leader is only at the middle-level of the Star God Realm. I'm sure we can conquer them."

Wilson led them to a temple on top of the mountain where they could discuss their future plans.

"Darren, the Lost Soul Sect has never offended us. Why should we take them by force?" Finley voiced out his concern.

"You're only overthinking this. There is no such thing as a good man in the Tussle Region. They all have blood in their hands, so there's no reason for us to show mercy. And anyway, the Lost Soul Sect is evil. They are crueler than us. They captured others' souls. It's reasonable to take them down," Wilson explained. He knew a lot about the different forces and sects around the area.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it's true. I wouldn't dare lie to you." Wilson's face was serious as he said this. This was the first time he acted like this.

"It's true. I've heard of them before." Jefferson nodded his head in agreement.

"Well, let's start with them then." At Darren's command, all his followers swooped in towards the Lost Soul Sect. Jefferson led them during the attack.

A series of explosion rocked the entire area.

The mountain shook violently. It was immediately filled with agonized shouts and the sounds of killing.

The battle raged for about an hour until it finally stopped.

"Let's descend now and turn them into my believers,"

Darren said. He took Finley and the others with him as he flew down to the bottom of the mountain.

Everything went according to plan. He had gained thousands of new followers, while only a dozen people died during the scuffle.

The next ten days went on like that. He and his followers took care of the other smaller forces in the area.

It didn't take long for his followers to reach one hundred thousand.

While they were taking down forces, the Bloody Army was speedily getting a reputation. Many of the smaller forces had heard of them and were terrified. Some even offered to join the army just to ensure their survival.

After a dozen of days' travelling, Darren finally chose a sect to stay and rest in for a few days. It had a relatively better environment compared to the others.

"Sir!"

They had only been resting for three days when someone suddenly burst into Darren's room.

"What's wrong?" Darren bolted up from his seat at the intrusion.

"Sir, the leader of the Snow Sect and his people are heading this way."

With that, Darren and the others flew into the sky.

Their robes rustled into the wind.

It wasn't long before they spotted countless figures in the sky.

"Darren, help!"

Jefferson moved fast to catch Finley, who was falling from the sky.

Darren and the others turned their attention to the direction where Finley came from. They couldn't see anything except Finley's swollen face and deformed body.

"That son of a bitch! Their leader is too strong. He didn't even flinch when I told him who I was." Finley coughed in pain.

"Sir, what should we do now?" Jefferson asked.

"We shall retreat for now." At this point, Darren could also sense a powerful aura coming from the distance. He instantly knew that they wouldn't be able to overcome that much power.

"Where shall we go?"

Before they could even get away, three powerful forces appeared behind Darren. They blocked all ways for escape.

"What?"

Darren used his god's sense to scan the area. There were at least four warriors of the middle-level of the Star God Realm among the people who surrounded them.

"This doesn't look good." Lindsay could sense this as well.

"Sir, we've been fooled. They all came together. We'll fight them off while you escape."

Darren only had three warriors of the middle-level of the Star God Realm. This would be a very difficult battle to win.

"Don't worry, Darren. I know a way to make the enemies your powerful believers." An idea had suddenly popped into Lindsay's head. Upon saying this, the others looked surprised.