Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1238

When King Winfred proposed that Darren and Caleb duel, Murphy objected, for he knew that Darren would be killed.

However, when King Winfred told him that he had a unique divine weapon called the "Realm-equalizing Arena," Murphy's concerns subsided.

"Darren, what do you think?" asked Murphy.

"What is the Realm-equalizing Arena?" Darren's curiosity had been piqued, and he wanted to know more about this weapon before deciding.

"It's simple. As its name implies, once two opponents step in the arena, their realms will become the same," Murphy explained as he knew something about this divine weapon.

"Yes, you are right. A big force specially used this weapon to solve conflicts a long time ago," King Winfred added.

"If that's the case, then let's fight to the death." Darren shot a cold gaze at Caleb. He wasn't afraid of anyone.

"Don't play these tricks. Just come with me obediently." To everyone's surprise, Caleb wasn't interested.

"Ha-ha!" Murphy laughed contemptuously. "Old bastard, are you afraid?"

"Who do you think you are, Murphy? I'm a dignified person. Wouldn't I be degrading myself by fighting this guy? Humph!" Caleb's face darkened.

"Old bastard, if that is what you think, how about I duel you? Will you still take advantage of your seniority and back off?"

Murphy was the leader of a branch of the Starry Sword Sect. He was not inferior to Caleb in terms of status. After all, the force behind Caleb was just a clan.

"Murphy, if you continue to mess around, I will kill Darren right here. Do you think you can stop me?" Caleb's face darkened even more as he threatened Murphy.

"You can try,"

Murphy replied with a condescending smirk and was about to make a move.

At this time, Darren raised a hand to stop the exchange between the two seniors. He glared at Caleb and said, "You've been a martial arts practitioner for so many years, and the people you've battled must have been a lot stronger than me. So, why is it that you don't dare to duel with me? You are such a coward. If the younger members of your clan learn about this, they will laugh at you. Aren't you worried about being mocked?"

"Bullshit!" Caleb became furious. "If I want to kill you, it'll be as easy as squashing a dog. Why should I give you a chance?"

"Oh? Still objecting, aren't you? That proves that you're afraid. Let me tell you this. If your level were equal to mine, killing you would be easier than executing a dog!" Darren replied coldly.

Caleb's fury intensified to such an extent that he felt like magma was flowing through his veins. He took a deep breath to stop himself from losing his temper.

Darren smirked and continued to provoke him. "How about this? I will give you one chance. If you can defeat me when we are at the same realm, I will be your slave forever. However, if you choose not to fight me, I will never yield, not even to the chief gods."

Astonishment replaced the anger Caleb felt when he heard Darren's conditions.

Getting revenge for the children of his clan had not been his ultimate goal. He just wanted to obtain a Defiant Master as his slave.

But if he fought now, it would be impossible for him to capture Darren alive. Contrary to his plans, he would have to fight Darren and kill him. Moreover, the chances of him winning weren't very high. After all, his opponent had a swordsman at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm to protect him.

So, Caleb hesitated.

With his years of cultivation experience and powerful cultivation methods, it was easy for him to deal with such a young and inexperienced boy.

"Caleb, I believe the terms are fair enough for you to agree."

King Winfred had proposed this battle. Once Darren and Caleb agreed, none of the powerful figures supporting Darren or Caleb would see King Winfred as biased.