Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1494

Both Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar looked at the tall, thin man in black in surprise. They wondered how he knew who they were.

"Sir, have we met before?"

"No," the man in black answered, shaking his head. "I've never seen either of you before, but I've heard a lot of stories. You are quite famous."

"You flatter me, sir," Darren stood up and said, cupping his hands politely.

"Ha-ha," chuckled the man in black. He then asked, "What brought you here?"

"Sir, to tell you the truth, we're on our way to the cemetery to guard the tombs," Darren said.

This answer brought obvious surprise to the man in black. He remained silent for a moment before asking lightly, "Are you stuck outside?"

Darren nodded. "Would you be so kind as to lead us in, sir? Your help would be very much appreciated," he asked back.

"Please don't call me 'sir'. Some already regard you and me on the same level; in terms of potential that is. The respect is mutual." The man's tone was neither here nor there, difficult to read and be able to tell if he was joking casually or mocking Darren.

After a pause, the man in black went on, "Tell me your purpose of going in."

His first comment confused Darren as to whether they would get any help from this person. Now though, there seemed to be a chance for them.

"Aunt Yolanda has asked us to hold a memorial ceremony for Supreme God Braxton." The Rule Soul Avatar jumped in with a lie before Darren could even open his mouth.

"Humph, that's it?" snorted the man in black, unimpressed.

"Yes, that's it." The Rule Soul Avatar nodded flatly. He seemed somewhat annoyed by this man.

"Darren, you avatar is really interesting, especially with that pair of silvery eyes he has. I vaguely recall Supreme God Braxton seemed to have a pair of silvery eyes as well. Are you planning on taking your avatar in to find something for him?

Allow me to remind you how this works. The supreme gods' cemetery is a sacred and inviolable place. If you wish to go in there and retrieve something, I advise you to abandon that idea right now. I do not mind crushing the both of you. There is no one who can stop me from doing it either, not even the ancestor. Do you understand?"

The man's tone turned icy and vicious, and there was even killing intent within it.

Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar felt his killing intent reach the depths of their souls. It was an indescribably horrific feeling, one that rattled them at their core.

Fortunately, it seemed to be only illusory and dispersed in an instant. Even so, they had already broken out into a cold sweat.

"Sir, you may rest assured that that is not our intention. We simply wish to hold a memorial ceremony for Supreme God Braxton to show our respect, as Aunt Yolanda ordered us to. We have no other agenda. Please help us out," Darren responded earnestly.

"Alright then. For Ms. Yolanda Leng's sake, I will take you. Come with me."

The man in black turned and strode to the black iron gate, seemingly displeased and annoyed. Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar immediately fell in behind him and followed.

The black iron gate swung open quietly. Beyond it, nothing else could be seen but black mist that shrouded everything.

The man said nothing and simply walked through in silence.

They followed, a little nervous since the two black-robed men who guarded the gate appeared before them once more.

"Stop!"

Darren's heart stopped at the order.

This time however, the two guards did not try to restrain Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar as they had before, but tossed two black hooded cloaks over to them.

"Put them on and carry on." The simple, practical words relieved Darren and made him happy.

"Thank you," he said and cupped his hands.

He and the Rule Soul Avatar immediately put the black hooded cloaks on, covering their heads just as the men in black did.

Darren looked over at the Rule Soul Avatar, his face completely in darkness, not even an outline could be seen. What was more, he sensed his aura was at the Deputy God Realm; the same as the others in black. He sensed nothing else from him.

'It turns out the black cloak is used to hide one's identity and aura.' Darren now realized why they had sensed that those men in black earlier had the same auras; it was an effect of the hooded cloak.

Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar did not hesitate, and stepped into the darkness.

They were dizzy for a short while before they gained their composure and began hearing the sound of the sea, howling in their ears.

Faint light then shone in front of them. The light and a wind swept across their faces, the air wet and cold and forcing their eyes closed.

When Darren opened his eyes, the sky was still pale gray and the world was still totally desolate.

What had changed though, was that the ground had now turned into a boundless dark blue sea.