Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1300

Maxwell didn't actually pay much attention to the armor, but the two first-class killers of the Blood Abyss Sect were secretly taken aback, knowing where it came from.

"Is that the Dark Dragon Armor?" the young killer asked.

"Yes, definitely! I clearly remember what it looks like. I cannot be mistaken. It's the Dark Dragon Armor!" the old killer replied.

"So, does that mean the owner of the top killer token is him?"

The two killers talked to each other through their spiritual sense.

"It's Akbar. I didn't know that he was on their side. However, Akbar's already in a dangerous situation, unable to fully protect himself. Why would he help someone whose cultivation level is only at the Domain God Realm?" The old killer had a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Well, he always does things for no particular reason. I guess we'll just need to wait and see what will happen," the young killer replied. After that, they both fell silent and watched from a distance.

At this moment, Murphy was shrouded by a cloud of thick black smoke. Moreover, the power of his sword intent had been greatly increased by the darkness that surrounded him.

"Maxwell, you can still back away. You won't be able to defeat us easily, so I'm giving you the chance to leave. I'll forget what happened here, and let's not meddle with each other's affairs from now on," Murphy urged Maxwell.

"Don't make me laugh! Why should I turn back? I've already told you that no matter what it takes, I will kill you and that brat today!" Maxwell roared fiercely.

"Fine. Since you're not going to listen anyway, be prepared to taste defeat!" Murphy snapped back.

Crash! Boom!

As the void suddenly shook, powerful sword intent burst out from Murphy's body.

He was determined to finish this fight, thus he activated the strongest skill that he cultivated.

The endless dark sword intent surged and spread out. It was as if millions of divine swords continuously emerged and enveloped the entire area.

Swoosh!

At the same time, Murphy's figure suddenly disappeared. A gap surfaced in the space and spread towards Maxwell.

"Eat this! Roar!"

Maxwell began his counterattack as a shadow of a huge ape appeared behind him. The vicious ape was pounding on his chest mightily.

"I know this skill!"

There was a sudden frown on Darren's face as he saw the huge ape that was unleashed by Maxwell. He recognized that this skill was very similar to Duke's. Thus, he concluded that Maxwell also had the bloodline of the primeval beast.

"So this is what he's hiding. No wonder he is so confident.

Everyone! He has the Primeval Bloodline. The strength of this ape can grow incredibly high. Be sure to watch out," Darren quickly warned his companions.

Crash! Bang!

Maxwell rushed and threw massive punches towards Murphy. With each punch that he released, the space around him shook violently.

"This is such amazing power. If I don't use about thirty percent of my god's power to protect myself, his attacks might easily crush me," the old killer said in astonishment as he watched the fierce battle.

"I don't think so. His cultivation has only reached the upper-level of the Celestial God Realm. Even with the bloodline force, he should only be able to break through our physical defenses at most," the young killer analyzed.

"Well, maybe. But one thing is for sure. At this rate, the Dark Dragon Armor won't hold out for long. After all, its defensive power is proportional to the cultivation level of the one wearing it," the old killer remarked.

"That's right. With what's going on, he can only last for another half an hour at most," the young killer added.

The Dark Dragon Armor was known as one of the nine defensive divine weapons of the Primitive Wilderness. Its capability was unique because it solely depended on the user's cultivation level. The more powerful the one who wore it was, the greater strength would it give him.

Currently, Murphy's level was just at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm. With this divine weapon, he should be able to resist the attacks from cultivators who were at the upper-level of the Celestial God Realm. However, he would still have a lot of difficulty in dealing with a master like Maxwell, who possessed the bloodline force.

Boom!

After several exchanges of blows, Murphy was sent flying, and dozens of fist marks were imprinted on his armor.

Although the marks were just shallow, the impact he received was still enormous. Behind the armor, Murphy was already heavily wounded and was covered in blood.

On the other hand, Maxwell wasn't exhibiting any signs of fatigue. In fact, he was just getting more and more aggressive.

At the same time, the shadow of the giant ape was also wreaking havoc.

Thud! Thud!

Its body was so enormous, and wherever it ran, the space would be crushed.

At his current state, Murphy didn't dare to fight his opponent head-on. He needed to be smart if he wanted to turn the tide of the battle.

As Maxwell launched another barrage of attacks, Murphy dodged as fast as he could.