Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1560

It had bought enough time for Darren.

The blood coffin had been opened and countless runes swirled and wrapped Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar at the same time.

It wasn't long before they were both sucked in.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The chief gods' spiritual senses broke through the resistance of the supreme gods' power, shooting down and striking the coffin. Unfortunately, the coffin was unfazed except for some slight shuddering.

Roars of rage filled the entire universe. The eight chief gods had completely lost their chance to obliterate the human race. They now turned their attention to attacking the Killing Chief God.

All the human ascetic cultivators' minds went blank. They couldn't believe it.

'Have we actually gotten through this disaster?'

This was so surreal. It felt almost more unreal than a dream. Had the suppression from the chief gods' spiritual senses really been eliminated just like that?

The cracking space gradually recovered and all the pressure pushing down faded.

As it was now impossible to wipe the human race out, the chief gods were not interested in killing the ascetic cultivators. Their focus was now set on fighting for the remnant Chief God Character. It was to be expected that they'd ignore the humans that were still left.

A while later, Heath was the first to move and fly towards Shipley.

Two figures of absolute power like no other, stood beside him. It was Alfredo and Braxton!

"Good to see you..."

Even Heath was a little nervous to be in the presence of the two legendary supreme gods.

"Heath, these are only the spiritual senses left behind by the two supreme gods. They don't possess souls,"

Shipley explained right away, noticing Heath's unease.

Heath had already considered this. He knew it was impossible for them to still be alive, and yet, he could not help but be a little disappointed at Shipley's revelation.

"Ah, yes of course," he said slightly embarrassed. Heath let out a faint sigh, turned to Shipley and asked, "Shipley, will Darren be safe and sound in the blood coffin?"

"He may not be, but at least the spiritual senses of the chief gods won't be able to find him again." He did not know exactly what was in the blood coffin and so could not be sure if Darren would survive it.

"What the hell is the Archean blood coffin anyway? I mean, even the chief gods gave up on attacking it with their spiritual senses! It must be something extraordinary," Heath asked as he marveled at it.

"It's not actually that the blood coffin is stronger than the chief gods' spiritual senses, it's just because the blood coffin does not belong in this era. It's immune to the attacks of laws developed in later eras; that's why the chief gods were so unsuccessful.

However, the thing exists in the blood coffin is undoubtedly very powerful. No less powerful than a supreme god of our human race, at the least," Shipley explained.

"I see," Heath responded, nodding ponderously.

"Did Xavier see the outcome in the River of Destiny?" Heath added after a moment of contemplation.

"Yes, it was actually quite the coincidence. Darren brought the Purple-crystal King here by accident, which created a new branch about Darren's fate in the River of Destiny. By following this branch, Xavier found out the solution from the Purple-crystal King. The appearance of this relic is very important as well. If it weren't for the Archean blood coffin in this relic, we wouldn't have been able to make it through this miserable disaster that befell us," Shipley replied.

"That's Darren's luck I suppose, and the luck of our human race," sighed Heath. If it were not for so many coincidences, the entire race would have already been annihilated.

"Strictly speaking, it's not all just mere luck," Shipley spoke out.

"What do you mean?"

"It is fate," Shipley answered, raising his head to look up at the dark void. Only at his level could one understand the so-called "fate."

Everything that happened was part of a perfect design. The higher one's level was, the more he would feel this and understand it.

Soon, all the human ascetic cultivators flew over and surrounded Shipley.