Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1293

At the branch of the Starry Sword Sect in the Tussle Region

"Ha-ha, we not only saved Miss Freda, but we also made a fortune."

Darren and Murphy sat opposite each other. As for Freda, she was still sealed, and needed time to break free, so she had been sent to a quiet place to rest.

"We were lucky this time. But the credit goes to your effort to turn all his guards into your believers," declared Murphy.

"No, we would not have succeeded without your strength. But we framed Maxwell. He must be incensed, like a mad dog. What should we do?"

"You don't have to worry. In the past, he managed to enter our sect because he sent someone to launch a sneak attack on us. This time, I have set up an array to protect the sect. Even if there are ten of him, they couldn't possibly breach the array." Pride and confidence reflected in Murphy's tone as he reassured Darren.

"That's great. Otherwise, we will have to flee again." Darren smiled.

"Rest easy and stay here to cultivate. Don't go out for a while, okay? When it's time, I will send a message to the headquarters of our sect in Starry Sword Region to report our dangerous situation, and they will send people to help us."

"That's good." Darren nodded before he continued, "By the way, let's divide the divine patterns we acquired."

As he spoke, Darren unloaded all the divine patterns in the room.

The value of this pile of divine patterns could be estimated at a billion killing points.

"I will take a few level-four divine patterns and award them to outstanding disciples in the future. You can keep the rest," announced Murphy.

"No, that is unfair. We obtained them together, so we should share them equally." Darren wasn't the kind of person who would take advantage of his friends.

As he spoke, he separated the divine patterns into two equal piles.

"This level-nine divine pattern is called the Darkest Thorn. It belongs to the penetrating series, and it's suitable for you." Without another word, Murphy placed the level-nine divine pattern in Darren's hand.

"That's true. Thank you, I'll take this level-nine divine pattern. In exchange, I want you to have all the level-seven divine patterns. I don't need them anyway." He grinned as he took the level-nine divine pattern and placed all the level-seven divine patterns near Murphy.

"Darren, this is unreasonable. If you insist on continuing like this, I will be angry with you. While divine patterns are invaluable, it is more important for you to keep them as they will help you leave the Tussle Region quicker." Murphy pretended to be annoyed.

"Uh..."

"Put them away. If you insist on giving them to me, I'll be furious." Murphy's voice became deeper as he spoke firmly with Darren.

"All right." Darren graciously accepted Murphy's generosity.

"Ha-ha, good. Let's drink to celebrate and then you can begin your cultivation. You need to improve your strength as quickly as possible."

Boom!

Just then, the whole place trembled, and a loud sound came from the distance.

"Well, it seems that Maxwell has arrived. Let's go and look."

The two flew out of the room.

"Murphy, Darren, come out and accept your death!"

The sky outside was filled with densely packed figures. Apart from Maxwell, there were ten masters at the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm.

It was the strongest group of warriors in the Ninth Precipitous Mountain.

"Maxwell, you wanted to set me up but failed. Did you think it would be that easy? You got what you deserve. Besides, you will never be able to break my protection array. Leave now. Don't make noise here. It's annoying." Murphy mocked as he stood calmly, with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Maxwell, look. What's this?" Darren brought out the level-nine divine pattern and waved it so Maxwell could see.

Maxwell felt a pang in his heart when he recognized the object in Darren's hand. It was his most precious possession, but he had lost it.

"Brat, hand over the level-nine divine pattern. If you return it to me, the remaining killing points and divine patterns are yours. However, if you don't, I swear that I will tear you to pieces even if I have to wait here for a million years!" Maxwell roared as fury surged within him.

"Well, then prepare to wait here for as long as you like! Just watch!"

Darren lifted the divine pattern with a mischievous grin and activated his blood essence to flow into it The divine pattern melted in Darren's hand and entered his meridians.