Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1331

"I don't think you understand. You've killed a disciple of a deputy god!" the woman pointed out, revealing the dead person's background.

"So what? I would have still killed him even if his master is a supreme god or a chief god!" Indeed, Darren didn't care at all about who the person was.

"You!"

The two were speechless upon hearing this. It gave them an impression that Darren was probably supported by someone so powerful that he wouldn't be afraid of crossing with a deputy god.

"Tell us who your master is!" one of the two people shouted.

Darren sneered. He had no master to speak of.

But then, a funny idea came to his mind. He then released the Starry Tower.

"You're a disciple of Lord Starry Sword!"

Upon seeing the Starry Tower, the two finally understood what was going on.

Darren didn't confirm nor deny their claim.

He didn't mean harm to Lord Starry Sword, but he wanted to know how prestigious he was. He wondered if this would be enough to frighten off the disciples of a deputy god.

"Really? Don't get too full of yourself. Even if Lord Starry Sword supports you, you'll still get your end. Humph!" the remaining young man threatened.

"Verbal threats don't work on me. Do you think you can leave here alive?" Darren said coldly.

"You want to kill us?"

Upon seeing that Finnegan was already dead, the young man and woman felt scared. They wouldn't dare to fight with Darren anymore.

"Run!"

The two of them quickly made their escape.

The wind whistled behind their wake.

But then, a fat figure suddenly appeared in front of them. He stood like a mountain blocking their path.

"Who are you? Get out of our way!"

"Fuck!"

Weber was pissed that this young man and woman didn't recognize him immediately. After all, his face was too swollen at the moment.

"Do you think I'll let you live after you cursed me so viciously?" Weber asked. There was an unknown note in his voice as he spoke.

"You damn fatty! Fuck off and get out of my way!"

The two then hurled themselves at Weber to attack. But then, Darren arrived to attack them.

With Darren and Weber on both sides, the young man and woman had no way to escape. Cold sweat dripped down their backs as they stood against each other. The two wondered if this was it. They were going to die in the hands of a fatty and a nobody. This was such a shame on them.

"We just had a minor argument. You don't really have to kill us for that, do you?" the woman said, trying to appease their opponents.

"I know that our bad-tempered senior fellow have offended you, but that doesn't have anything to do with us," the young man added.

"Do you think what you say matters now?" Darren shouted. His killing intent was bursting out of him.

"Yes. It's useless to beg for mercy now."

A cold voice suddenly spoke up. His words reached their ears even though he sounded so far away.

Darren shifted his eyes to look at the direction where the voice was coming from. He then saw a young man and a middle-aged man flying towards them. They were now thirty feet away from them.

At the sight of them, Darren couldn't help but think, 'Damn it! The young man is Dario, the young master of the Nine Mysterious Sect!'

Even from afar, he could see that Dario's eyes were blazing with resentment. It was as if he wanted to swallow Darren alive.

For more than a month, he had been suffering from the itchy toxin. He couldn't even commit suicide. Fortunately, his father came for him and rebuilt his body. It had finally freed him from the itchy toxin.

"Dario, is this the nobody who made your life a living hell?" the middle-aged man asked. He was pointing at Darren.

"Yes, Father. He's that bastard." Dario confirmed this with gritted teeth.

"Very well then. I will torture him the same way he tortured you," the middle-aged man said coldly.

Upon seeing that a powerful martial artist had arrived and was intently focused on Darren and Weber, the remaining young man and woman rushed towards him.

"Sir, do you have a grudge against these two nobodies?"

"It's none of your business. So fuck off!" Dario snapped.

The two were struck dumb by this. Meanwhile, the young man took out a token and showed it to the middle-aged man.