Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1482

The six Spiritual Flying Swords all attacked the stone statue general simultaneously, barely giving him a chance to attack.

"Split!"

the stone statue general shouted. Then, his heavy sword suddenly split into six lighter swords.

Working with lighter swords, the stone statue general was able to move more nimbly. He was able to launch a counterattack. Six light swords flew towards Darren's Spiritual Flying Swords at the same time.

Bang! Bang!

With a series of explosive sounds, Darren's flying swords were smashed to pieces. A sharp pain stabbed at Darren's soul, and he was sent flying backwards under the impact of the stone statue general's attack.

Darren was losing.

"Darren, can you still keep going?" Todd asked nervously, his grip tightening around the hilt of his sword.

"I think so," Darren replied feebly.

"If you can't, then don't. Worst case scenario is we can fight together," piped in Murray.

"Wait a while, sir."

Gathering his bearings, Darren flew over to the battlefield once more. Actually, he had only used the Spiritual Flying Swords to test the stone statue general's strength.

The stone statue general definitely had power at the low-level of the Deputy God Realm. But fortunately, he didn't have any god's power or sword intent. All his attacks could only be performed in a close distance. Moreover, he could only rely on physical strength.

So as long as Darren kept his distance, there was still room for him to turn the tables.

"Go to hell!"

the stone statue general shouted angrily. Combining the six lighter swords into one heavy sword again, the general rushed over towards Darren.

With every slash, Darren managed to keep dodging. The heavy sword seemed to slice through the fabric of space itself.

The stone statue general roared in frustration.

He was trying his best to get close to Darren. Then, he raised the heavy sword above his head and slashed downwards. Darren had no choice but to sink towards the ground to dodge the attack.

'Damn it!' Darren cursed under his breath.

The moment he began to descend, he felt that something was off. To his surprise, a light sword suddenly appeared and shot towards him.

'This sly guy!'

Darren suddenly realized that the initial attack of the stone statue general was a decoy. He had taken Darren's retreat as an opportunity to split the heavy sword into light swords, which surrounded Darren.

Gritting his teeth, Darren knew there was no escaping from this. He had to face the stone statue general head on.

'Swordsmanship from the bottom of my heart...' Closing his eyes, Darren let his sword move with his heart.

In an instant, he connected the six moves of the supreme sword skill and launched an attack.

As Darren's sword collided with one of the general's light swords, he felt his golden bones shattering.

"Sword intent!" he cried out.

Despite his injuries, Darren willed his black god's power and sword intent to fly out, aiming at the head of the stone statue general.

"Xavier, help me." At the same time, Darren quickly sent a message to the Rule Soul Avatar. He knew that he was about to be torn apart in the next few moments.

Whoosh...

Just as he predicted, Darren's body was sliced into six pieces.

The stone statue general didn't expect that Darren had such a powerful attack. At this moment, he had no sword in hands, so he had to cross his arms in front of the head to block Darren's sword intent and black god's power.

As soon as the golden light surged, the stone statue general flew backward and crashed into the confines of the space. Cracks formed at the surface of the space spanning dozens of kilometers.

Meanwhile, the Resurrection Force was enveloping Darren. The moment he died, the Rule Soul Avatar had come to his rescue and pieced together his body again.

Todd and Murray were just about to rush over to help Darren, but they refrained themselves when they saw that he was saved.

"Darren, be careful. If your soul is destroyed, your avatar can't save you," Todd cautioned.

Upon recovering, Darren fixed his gaze on the stone statue general, who had been blown dozens of kilometers away.

His arms were broken, but there were only some minor cracks on his head.