Nobilis of War

Chapter 1130 A Deadlock

The witcher ancestor stood above the palace. He did not know what to feel.

A moment later, a cyan light shot straight out of the palace and landed in front of the witcher ancestor.

"Long time no see." Hiram's voice was calm and cold.

The witcher ancestor's withered face seemed to twitch. The two stared at each other until the witcher

ancestor broke the silence. "Why did you pretend to be dead?"

Hiram raised his head and looked up at the sky. His eyes shone strangely.

"I respect the friendship that we had, so I am telling you to get out of the Lothlann Continent,"

Hiram said, his voice full of emotion.

It would be easy for the witcher ancestor to leave the Lothlann Continent and survive elsewhere.

"Tell me the reason." The witcher ancestor found Hiram's behavior to be so strange.

"You don't need to know. I have to get the World Essence and go to the Primitive Wilderness. It is my

destiny," Hiram said.

"You've changed, Hiram. It's either that, or I never really knew you at all." The witcher ancestor turned

around. After all, there was no more point in pushing him. Hiram had already made up his mind.

The witcher ancestor fell beside Finley and Barnes and stood there quietly.

In the void, Hiram was clad in strong, cyan armor. He was a peerless warrior. The halberd in his hand

had a destructive power. As soon as he appeared, all the other destroyers seemed weak and inferior.

The mysterious man's attention was focused on Hiram.

"It's you." The mysterious man seemed to know Hiram.

"How do you know me?" Hiram asked coldly.

"Humph, I know everything about the war that happened a million years ago. I didn't expect you to be

here.

I'm curious about how you could stay on the Lothlann Continent since you have already reached the

God Realm," the mysterious man said.

"Your strength is comparable to a warrior in the God Realm as well. You can also stay on this continent.

That's why," said Hiram.

"You're wrong. I'm a ten-tribulation holy warrior. The mortal world will not expel me. But, you. You are

different. You have a true God Character, which is not allowed by the rules of the mortal world."

"So what? I'm here now. It's really not any of your business," Hiram said coldly.

"Ha!" The mysterious man laughed. "Do you think that you can contend with me just because you're a

god? In just a few minutes, you will be a corpse and your soul will be destroyed. I will make sure of

that."

All things considered, a ten-tribulation holy warrior would be much more powerful than a cultivator at

the lower stage of the God Realm. Hiram was no match for the mysterious man.

However, Hiram was calm and relaxed. He was not afraid of the mysterious man at all. It was as if he

had a few tricks up his sleeve.

The mysterious man didn't care. He knew he could kill Hiram.

Whoosh!

The mysterious man transformed into a flash of light and rushed towards Hiram.

Bang!

Hiram picked up his halberd and charged forward tens of thousands of times. Each of his attacks was

loaded with dark cyan god's power!

It was a powerful and domineering force. Each strike had the power to pierce through a mortal world!

Fortunately, the World Essence had greatly strengthened the space of the forbidden areas before the

war started; or else the Lothlann Continent would have collapsed.

Bang! Bang! Bang

When Hiram and the mysterious man collided, the whole world exploded in a flash of light.

A moment later, a figure emerged from the light. It was none other than Hiram.

After he flew out, he headed straight for the one hundred thousand ancient senior holy warriors who

were staying in the void.

As he was getting close, Hiram stabbed at it!

Blood rained down from the sky. Half of them died under the attack.

"Damn it!"

The mysterious man was livid.

He had tried his best to take the one hundred thousand ancient holy warriors with him, in order to

escape from the Balance Law. When Hiram knew that he couldn't defeat the mysterious man, he

turned on the ancient holy warriors. It was like killing him!

Once all of the ancient holy warriors died, he would have no chance to defend himself.

For the mysterious man, the ancient holy warriors were more important than anything

After Hiram killed the first group of the ancient holy warriors, he was about to strike a second time.

However, the mysterious man flew over in an incredible speed and used his body to shield the

remaining warriors.

"Go to hell!"

The mysterious man was furious, and an extremely terrifying force emanated from him.

"You haven't seen the best of me yet," said the mysterious man.

As he spoke, a sword and a blade appeared in front of him.

The witcher ancestor, Finley, and Barnes looked on in shock.

The mysterious man's body was shrouded in blade and sword intents.

In those moments, he was absolutely terrifying. A ten-tribulation senior holy warrior with Blade and

Sword Cultivation! His power was unfathomable!

Whoosh!

One stream of blade and sword intents thrust towards Hiram.

The intents were much more powerful than Darren's.

As soon as the blade and sword intents came out, people became quiet. They had no words for the

force that was exuding. The powerful aura was daunting.

The blade and sword intents quickly collided with Hiram's force.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

When Hiram's god's power collided with the bade and sword intents, it quickly diminished. Hiram was

no match for this attack!

After the blade and sword intents broke through the god's power, it struck his chest and nearly pierced

his heart. Fortunately, Hiram controlled his God Character to resist the attack. He would have died

otherwise.

Hiram had been defeated by just one blow. The real might of the mysterious man was far stronger than

people had imagined.

After being stabbed, Hiram mobilized his god's power to heal himself. He did not try to escape, and he

once again rushed towards the ancient holy warriors.

Hiram's only chance now was to kill all of the ancient holy warriors. If he succeeded, the mysterious All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

man wouldn't be able to exert all his power.

Crack!

A hundred thousand bolts of lightning suddenly descended on Hiram's halberd.

Thwack!

The halberd morphed into millions of shadows and rushed towards the remaining ancient holy warriors.

Although the remaining warriors were protected by the power of the mysterious man, this was Hiram's

strongest attack. It was impossible for the mysterious man's defenses to completely resist its power.

The sound of breaking glass rang out. The protective shield cracked before shattering completely.

Within seconds, it was gone.

Hiram's god's power swept across the space, turning countless ancient holy warriors into mist. Blood

rained throughout the space.

"Howl!"

Just then, three figures rushed to the ancient holy warriors.

They were the immortal, the Shura, and the first fiend ancestor.

The three released their strong power to resist the attack. Then, they each nabbed two ancient holy

warriors before they quickly fled.

"What are they doing?" Finley asked.

"You don't understand? You brat!" Barnes knew in an instant.

Finley thought about it for a while and finally understood.

They wanted to use them as bargaining chips to the mysterious man. He was the most powerful of

them all. It made sense that everyone would try to win his favor.