Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1217

"What's wrong?"

When people saw Darren's pale face, they panicked. Except for Darren, no one else could sense that terrifying power, and so, they didn't know what caused this change in him.

However, Duke, who stood behind Darren, trembled violently.

Every fiber of Darren's being wanted to cry out with the utter terror that coursed through him, but he found himself unable. He was desperate to settle himself, but he could not think straight.

Buzz...

The God Character in Darren's head spun automatically at its fastest speed ever.

As the God Character spun, it released a grey mist that instantly enveloped Darren's body.

The terrifying pressure receded at this moment, and Darren collapsed to the ground. Wave after wave of tranquility washed over him, leaving him feeling incredibly relaxed.

Duke fell to the ground as well. However, he appeared lifeless.

"What happened, sir? Are you okay?" Carlisle and the others rushed to Darren's side and asked. Their voices and expressions were laced with concern.

"I'm all right." Darren waved his hand and dismissed their unease. However, his heart still fluttered with fear as he got to his feet.

He was curious and wanted to learn who had released the pressure. It had felt like the entire world was pressing on him, leaving him incapable of any thoughts of resistance.

Whoosh!

A shadow flashed and landed beside Darren.

"What did you feel just now?" Lindsay's brows furrowed as she asked.

"Did you feel it as well?"

"Yes," Lindsay nodded before she continued, "I didn't feel it to the extent that you did. But it was enough to show me that you were in extreme danger. I can't believe that you are unharmed."

"So you know what that was?"

"Of course. One of the chief gods detected you," Lindsay appeared grim as she spoke.

"What?" Darren blurted as shock coursed through him. "Was that pressure from a chief god?

Why did he suddenly focus on me?" Darren asked, puzzled.

"According to what my father has told me, it is impossible for a chief god to detect and attack a Defiant Master under normal circumstances. This has something to do with some law restrictions. However, a Defiant Master can catch the chief gods' attention in certain situations, at which point, the chief gods can crush the former with their god's sense.

My father said there could be two possibilities. First, if a Defiant Master dares to intrude in the chief gods' territory, he will be killed. Second, the chief gods will take action if a Defiant Master acquires the faith of another Defiant Master or one of their descendants."

Lindsay paused for a moment, and then said, "For example, if I vow to believe in you now, the chief gods will kill you. Since you caught a chief god's attention and you haven't trespassed, there could only be one explanation. Duke must be a Defiant Master or a descendant."

"I see!" Darren's eyes widened with understanding. He released a little of his god's power to heal Duke's injuries.

A moment later, Duke woke.

"Are you a Defiant Master?" Darren wasted no time and asked him directly.

Confusion reflected on Duke's face as he looked at his surroundings. Everything in front of him felt unfamiliar.

"Who are you?" his voice trembled as he asked. When he glanced at Darren, his eyes widened. He felt as though the man in front of him was familiar, but he could not recall his identity.

"It's me. I'm the Conflicting Chief God. You just vowed to believe in me," Darren tilted his head as he answered. Something didn't feel right about this situation, but he couldn't quite figure out what was wrong.

"Ouch! I have a headache." Duke cradled his head and tried hard to recall. After a while, he quickly knelt on the ground and bowed. "Sir, I don't know what happened. I felt terrible as though I had slept for tens of thousands of years. My mind was blank just now."

"Well, I'm glad you remember me now. It appeared as though you'd lost your memory." Darren smiled with understanding. Then he said, "Tell me, Duke. What's your relationship with the Defiant Master?"

"I don't know. As I was orphaned at a very young age, I don't know anything about my family. However, throughout my childhood, I've had a recurrent terrible dream about the Defiant Master. But each time I woke, I could not remember what I experienced in my dream.