Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1367

After feeling light-headed for a moment, Sally quickly gained control of her body and arrived at a dark place where the only source of light was the light spots flickering before her.

Upon instinct, she released her spiritual sense and tried to reach for those flickering light spots, dancing without a care in the air.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, they began to gather, intensifying their brightness. The disorganized light spots formed an intricate pattern, connecting with each other.

On the outside, Darren and the others watched intently as Sally closed her eyes, falling into a deep sense of concentration as she cultivated.

"It seems that Sally has been accepted without any complications and has begun comprehending the old turtle's skill.

Old turtle, what about the rest of us?" Finley asked, growing impatient.

Annoyed, the old turtle just closed his eyes once more, shutting them out entirely. Their haste and indifference were infuriating to the old turtle. He cursed their guts in his heart. 'With such a vile attitude towards me, how can you expect to earn my inheritance?'

"Guys! I have communicated with the battle beast! Look at this flashy skill I just earned!" An excited shout was heard from the sky.

Whoosh!

The next moment, they watched as a fiery red spear darted from a giant beast's claw and pierced its way through the void.

"You think that's cool? Check this out. I have communicated with the battle beast too! I've acquired a teleportation skill!"

Another person perched atop a giant eagle flashed wantonly in the sky, teleporting many times in a row to keep the spectators glued to himself.

For a moment, dozens of creatures dominated the airspace, taking turns to flaunt their newly acquired skills to the awestruck crowd below.

"They're all so cool. I can't help but envy them..." Weber confessed honestly with envious eyes while witnessing the spectacle from the sidelines.

However, they only had this old turtle in their possession. Regardless of their desires, they couldn't display such flashy skills. After all, there was a visible difference in abilities between the turtle and the other battle beasts.

"Turtle, please, we need you to cooperate with us. Show us how powerful you are. We want to know about the skills in your arsenal so we could comprehend them quickly. If you don't set your ego aside, you'll suffer the losses just as much as we would when we're pitted against our enemy in battle," Darren pleaded, sounding desperate. At this point, he was even content with a fraction of the turtle's power, if not all.

Listening intently to Darren's pleas, the old turtle shot him a side-glance. Out of all the others, the old turtle held an indifferent impression towards Darren. At least he didn't dislike him entirely.

The next moment, Darren felt a mouthful of faint yellow energy breach the walls of his body, claiming their territory.

Similar to Sally, Darren, too, was exposed to the light spots frolicking about in the air. Each of those spots connected with each other, forming ten unique patterns.

"What am I supposed to focus on? There are so many of them...This is so complicated."

Darren was struck with confusion from the sight that greeted him. These ten patterns crisscrossed and formed ten space diagrams. Each of these space diagrams had eight faces, and each face seemed to show something different from others.

There was no telling what he was supposed to comprehend. With his anxiety tugging at his focus, Darren was left clueless on how to approach the situation.

The scenario would have overturned in his favor if the Rule Soul Avatar were here. With his unmatched deduction skills, figuring this issue out would have been a cinch. But Darren was different. His analyzing ability and Spirit Power were ordinary and paled in comparison to his prodigious martial talent.

However, Darren had come to realize the old turtle was no trifling creature since his skill was far from straightforward when it came to comprehending it. With this conviction in mind, Darren brushed aside all irrelevant thoughts and began comprehending with his utmost attention.

Watching Darren indulge himself in comprehension, Finley, Lindsay and Beatty understood those cowering tactics wouldn't work to persuade the old turtle. Rather, he was prone to flattery.

Therefore, each of them took turns and showered the old turtle with compliments against their will. Soon, they too were passed down the faint yellow energy, and began to comprehend the skills sincerely.

However, Weber condemned to partake in such an underhanded means to gain the old turtle's power. 'The old turtle is nothing but a low-level creature. What's with that arrogance anyway? There's no way I'll stoop so low as to kiss his feet to get a share in his skills. It's all a ruse, and they're all falling victim to it!'

Weber had pinned the old turtle as a coward, who would sink into his shell at the first sign of trouble. He'd rather rely on his strength alone to fight than expect anything from the old turtle.

Even though he was hell-bent on his decision, he was still uncertain and feared for his safety without the help of the Archean battle beast. With conflicted thoughts clouding his head, he flew into the sky.

"Hey, everyone! How's it going? Have you been eating and sleeping properly?"

Weber landed on top of a huge rhinoceros' head and greeted the human talents there, trying to hide his awkwardness with a smile.

"Fatty, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be focusing on communicating with your battle beast?"

Hearing those words, Weber grew frustrated. "Buddies, do you have any conscience referring to him as a battle beast? He would even tumble over and fall on his shell when he walks!"

Weber's remarks made them struggle to stifle their laughter. After all, it was impolite to laugh at someone else's misfortune in such a situation.

"Sure, he's small. But, he is from an Archean race. Surely he must possess some remarkable skills."

"That's right. We can't underestimate the turtle."

Agitated, Weber rolled his eyes. "Come on! Stop telling me comforting lies. I'll cut to the chase. The reason why I came here was your battle beast. There's no denying, he looks strong. I was hoping to share in his benefit with you guys. If even just a little, could you let me comprehend a fraction of your beast's skills? You won't mind, right?"

"No can do, fatty. Battle beasts choose their own hosts. It's their call, not ours. You can't join us, even if we wanted you to."

Weber discarded his words as nonsensical.

"Guess I'll know for myself if I try then." He flew in front of the rhinoceros to face him and requested, "Dear rhinoceros, I need..."