Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1297

"Don't look so surprised."

Watching Darren's brows arch up in response to his shock made Akbar give his forehead a flick.

"I never expected that you, such a dignified lord, would turn out to be an assassin."

"I used to be one when I was young. Besides, it's not easy to become a top assassin. One has to assassinate at least three warriors at the top level of the Celestial God Realm before they can take part in the examination. Only after going through with the strict examination can one be promoted to the rank of a top killer. The status of a top killer is equal to the Left or Right Guard of the Blood Abyss Sect, only second to the leader of the Blood Abyss Sect," Akbar explained, puffing his chest out with pride.

"Does that mean you're one of the senior leaders of the Blood Abyss Sect?"

"Of course, I am. Except for the leader and a selected few top killers, no one dares to defy my orders when they see my token." Akbar spoke in a dignified manner.

"Okay, I get it. I'll take it." Darren chuckled, watching Akbar boast before he placed the token securely in his Space Ring.

"Don't forget to bring it back to me once your issue is resolved."

"Don't be so obnoxious. You can't go out anyway, why not just let me keep it instead?" The token was of significant value. Once Darren laid his hands on it, he would naturally want to keep it to himself.

"Have it your way then, keep it for as long as you like. But I must forewarn you, you won't survive more than three months out there," Akbar blurted out, his steady gaze testified how serious he was.

"You don't have to be so rude to me all the time. After all, I am your big brother. I just need this token from you. Is that too much to ask? Why must you kill me for it?" Darren said jokingly, attempting to clear the tension between them.

"Oh, it won't be me who kill you for it. It'll be someone else. Do you honestly think possessing this token is just like having any other ordinary item? Once the others catch wind of it, they will want to snatch it from you by any means necessary. Some won't even hold back. They'll be coming at you with everything they've got. Back when I was still an assassin, I had over a hundred thousand enemies. Any one of them could appear before you and rip your head clean off your neck before you could even react. If you have what it takes to survive the consequences that come with wielding this token, by all means, keep it.

Besides, there's also the possibility of the Blood Abyss Sect appointing a task while you still have the token. You will have no other choice but to get it done. If you fail to do so, the leader of the Blood Abyss Sect will see to it himself that your existence is wiped clean off the surface of this world." Akbar listed the consequences without hesitation.

An unsettling feeling sprouted in Darren's heart as he quietly listened to Akbar's warnings. 'This thing may have its benefits. But I can't overlook the fact that the bad overweighs the good here. This should be called the suicidal token instead! I guess I'd better return it as soon as my problem resolves, ' Darren thought, sighing to himself.

"You said the Blood Abyss Sect would kill the person with the token if the task they assigned isn't fulfilled, right? Then how come you're still in one piece. You can't go out. How do you manage it?" Darren asked the first question that came to mind.

"I'm not assigned any to begin with. But if the token were to be in someone else's hands, that's an entirely different scenario. Anyway, it's your choice whether you want to return it or not. But if you keep nagging me with your questions, I'll take it back."

"No, please. I'm sorry, I'll stay quiet now."

As long as Darren possessed this token, he was invincible. Even if Maxwell were to send the masters of the Blood Abyss Sect as reinforcements, Darren could dispose of them without a hitch.

"Oh, one more question, if you don't mind," Darren said cautiously, avoiding Akbar's piercing gaze.

"Spill it already!" Akbar retorted impatiently, shooting an exasperated look at Darren.

"Well... Can I use your token to order other disciples from the Blood Abyss Sect?"

"Theoretically you can." Akbar rubbed his chin and added, "But they will see through your strength at a glance. Moreover, they'll be able to tell that this token doesn't belong to you. They might be afraid of the powerful me behind you, but it's not likely that they will listen to you."

"Huh? Seriously? Well, in that case, it isn't as useful as I thought it would be."

"Insolent fool! It's only natural that they won't listen to you right away. But if they dare to make a move against you, I'll personally send a message to the Right Guard of the Blood Abyss Sect. He'll handle those people for you. He's reliable, he won't refuse my call."

"Oh, that sounds reassuring."

With all his concerns subdued, Darren put away the token in his Space Ring and prepared to set out. But before he could leave, his mind wandered off to another possible outcome that stopped him in his tracks.

"Wait, there is one more thing that's bothering me. Maxwell is quite resourceful, and he's one of the best, even among the warriors at the upper-level of the Celestial God Realm. If he asks the strong warriors of the Blood Abyss Sect to assist him in breaking the array while he keeps us engaged in a confrontation with himself, we'll be rendered helpless." Imagining the strife in his head, Darren voiced his distress to Akbar.

"That doesn't concern me." Akbar shook his head and raised his hands, signaling his disinterest.