Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1461

The gray figure landed a swift slap on the back of the Rule Soul Avatar.

The sheer contact with his atoms made the Rule Soul Avatar shudder in place; the feeling of his meridians shattering upon bearing the brunt of the violent force raised alarms throughout his body and caused him to disperse himself immediately.

He reduced himself into several minuscule specks of light, frolicking in the space above to remove himself from close range with the gray figure.

"Nice try. But you still can't run away from me," the gray figure said condescendingly.

He was well aware that the Rule Soul Avatar wasn't dead, but used a special method to disintegrate himself, attempting to deceive him.

With a confident smirk plastered across his face, the gray figure pressed his palms forward, causing the space surrounding him to collapse. He was planning on completely erasing the existence of the Rule Soul Avatar.

As space collapsed under the intense pressure, the light spots that dominated the surroundings with their brightness dimmed down, slowly losing their vitality.

The aura of the Rule Soul Avatar gradually dissipated until it wasn't felt anymore.

The gray figure raised his head to stare into the distance, widening his search radius. His thirst for blood was insatiable. Now that he got rid of Darren's avatar, Darren was going to be his next victim. With his mind made up, he propelled himself into the air and dashed towards the Second Dangerous Area.

Determined to escape, Darren and the others flew with all the speed they could muster up. Without wasting a moment, they transferred themselves the minute they reached the transmission array.

"Roland, where are we? What is this place?"

The city they landed in appeared to be densely populated, bustling with people walking on the street.

"This is Zone City, the territory of King Juan. He is one of the Five Kings. It should be safe for us to stay here."

More than half of the Chaotic Region was now the property of the Five Kings, who had consentingly divided the territories among themselves to avoid disputes. Only some barren parts were occupied by small forces.

The Five Kings were the strongest masters in the Chaotic Region. The most levelheaded and content one of them all was King Juan. He only stressed over the patch of land under his rule without caring about expanding it and avoided indulging himself in unnecessary wars.

Upon the revelation, Darren was thrown off into silence. He had two reasons for entering the Chaotic Region, the first being rescuing Yolanda. The second being him conquering a territory under his name after formally entering the Chaotic Region.

But the terms in which he had entered the city was different than what he had initially imagined. He was on the run from powerful warriors, who were desperate to end his life. The fact that all he could do for now was hide instead of putting his plans into play made him feel aggravated.

But sizing the odds of the situation he was in, it was in his best interests to hide and lay low for a while. If he were to fall into the hands of his enemies, he might never be able to accomplish all that he had planned.

"This feeling of being helpless is overwhelming. I feel useless." Darren heaved an exasperated sigh, defeated.

Even though he improved his strength to an extensive degree ever since he arrived at the Primitive Wilderness, it was still not enough. He still had a ways to go before he could reach the high level of this world.

The stage was too vast, and he was small in comparison. Without the intervention of external forces supporting him, he would probably not even last against a middle-level warrior of the Superior God Realm.

Now, in the Chaotic Region, his enemies were much more powerful than the ones he had previously confronted. Their cultivation level was at least at the Deputy God Realm. Darren wouldn't stand a chance against them.

"Don't let this setback falter your will, Darren. After all, your time for cultivation isn't long. You'll definitely revive our Chu Clan once you grow stronger. I have full faith in you," Roland said, attempting to lift his spirits.

"Thanks for your encouragement. But time waits for no man," Darren said, shaking his head to deflect his negative thoughts.

"Let's go look around for a place to stay."

For a while, Darren and Roland wandered aimlessly on the streets, like sheep separated from their herd, unable to tell where they were going.

"We're being followed!"

As they trod along the path, Roland caught on to the aura of their stalkers and frowned, putting up his guard.

"Come on out! We know you're here!" Roland shouted, provoking their pursuers.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The next second, two men appeared in front of them, blocking their path.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be in their late twenties. The auras they exuded were distinct, yet dense and deep.

"Why are you following us?" Darren asked, annoyed.

"Come with us," the tall man gestured Darren to walk behind them, emotionlessly.

"And why should we trust you? We barely know you."

"Spare me the small talk. Someone wants to see you."

Seemingly confused, Darren tilted his head and protested, "That's impossible. I don't know anyone here."

"Humph! Don't refuse a toast and prefer to sip on losses!" Unable to tolerate this blatant exchange of words, the short man was pushed to his wit's end and activated his god's power, preparing to take them by force.

"Are you two looking for a fight?"

Refusing to hold back, Roland took a step forward and forcefully pushed the two persistent men back, using only the intense pressure of his god's power as a weapon.

"Damn. How interesting! This guy is at the top level of the Superior God realm?"

Taken by surprise, the two men eyed Roland and Darren up with newfound respect. They didn't expect that even the servant who followed Darren would boast of such a high realm.