Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1520

"That was close..."

Darren sighed in relief. He had thought he'd get hit by the dark gold light.

Studying the scene before him, Darren found that the Twelve Great Witchers seemed to be using some healing method unique to their race. They each held each other's hands, as though in a trance.

"My real body, I've also come in,"

the Rule Soul Avatar finally said to Darren while the Twelve Great Witchers were busy healing their injuries.

"Good." Since the Rule Soul Avatar could come in, Darren felt even more relieved. "Rule Soul Avatar, how about we kill the Twelve Great Witchers now?"

"Absolutely not," the Rule Soul Avatar quickly responded. "It's too risky. Besides, they might be of great use to you. Don't harm them for now."

"Okay," Darren conceded.

Actually, Darren didn't know what these Great Witchers' purpose was—whether they'd be hostile to the human race or not. For this reason, he never really considered them as enemies.

If they were doing all these things for the sake of the human race, then what they did was forgivable. After all, it was impossible for the whole human race to take the risk of their race being annihilated for the sake of Darren.

As the Twelve Great Witchers were busy recovering, Darren took this as an opportunity to study the situation at hand.

He could sense faint yellow godly energy of the Archean Age, as well as the strange aura of the witcher race. However, as Darren concentrated, he found that this kind of witcher aura was much older than that of the Twelve Great Witchers before him.

It was said that the real witcher race originated from the Archean Age.

Crack.

All of a sudden, Darren felt that something within his body was breaking.

"Oh, no! My realm seal is about to open!"

Just now, Darren had received the hatred of the chief god's projection, so his cultivation level was rising again. The seal placed by the Twelve Great Witchers was about to collapse.

The Twelve Great Witchers also broke out of their trance, as though they too sensed this.

"Darren, hold on," the leading Great Witcher said in a hoarse voice. "We can't move until four hours from now. Otherwise, our bloodline will be in danger."

"Uh...alright..."

Darren stiffly sat down, scared to make any sudden movements.

Fortunately, there was no spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the relic. Otherwise, if it poured into Darren's body, he wouldn't be able to handle such powerful energy.

After two hours of sitting there motionlessly, he found something stirred in the distance.

He saw a row of black shadows swarming towards them.

"What's going on over there?" he asked nervously.

He was afraid the figures in the distance were hostile to him.

"My real body, don't panic," the Rule Soul Avatar said through his spiritual sense. "I will help you suppress your cultivation base." Hearing this, Darren felt a little relieved.

"That's good. I'm really afraid of suddenly being promoted to the Superior God Realm," Darren said a little anxiously.

"It's inevitable," the Rule Soul Avatar said firmly. "In three days' time, you must rise to the Superior God Realm."

"Why?" Darren asked with a slight frown.

For him, upgrading to the Superior God Realm meant that all sorts of heavenly tribulation would befall him. Moreover, he would be detected by the chief gods. He simply didn't understand why he had to be promoted in three days.

"Three days later, the Twelve Great Witchers will have recovered fully. Being in their peak state, they will help you withstand the tribulation. Besides, we are now in the relic, which also serves as a strong barrier. This is the most opportune time for you to be promoted. If you miss this opportunity, your chance of surviving the tribulation will be even slimmer," the Rule Soul Avatar explained monotonously.

What he said was true.

The abyss served as the first barrier to resist the tribulation. Now, he had entered the mysterious relic, which served as the second barrier.

This relic was important. It had existed in the abyss for countless years, so it must have been discovered by the chief god's projection. But the chief god's projection hadn't taken it, which implied he wasn't powerful enough to do so.

It was a sure thing that the chief god himself knew of the existence of the sphere. Could it be that the chief god was unable to enter the sphere?

All these thoughts whirled around the Rule Soul Avatar's head as he analyzed the situation.

From these, he deduced that it'd be best for Darren to upgrade the moment the Twelve Great Witchers recovered fully. That way, they'd be in peak condition to help Darren survive the tribulation.

The Rule Soul Avatar was able to conclude that this all needed to happen in three days, the most opportune time.