Nobilis of War

Chapter 1171 The Prison

Along the way, Fiend King Archer was silent. He brought Darren to his place, then he locked him up in

a dark water prison.

He left, and he did not show himself over the next few days.

In the hall, the fiend king sat on a skeleton chair, leisurely sipping on the blood red wine. Even if no one

was in his camp, he was in a jovial mood.

"Archer, did you really catch a Defiant Master?"

A cloud of strong, gray fog appeared in the hall, materializing into a skull with sharp horns.

"Yes!" Fiend King Archer was in awe when he saw the Ninth Fiend Emperor, and he headed down in

front of the skull to genuflect.

"Sir, I did capture a Defiant Master," Archer said in a reverent tone.

"Humph! What makes you think you can capture a Defiant Master? Even I don't dare to fight against a

Defiant Master. How can you?" the skull roared when he heard what Archer said.

"Sir, what I have said is true. That Defiant Master is locked up in my water prison. Please take a look if

you'd like," Archer said in a shaking voice.

"Use your fiendish sense to guide the way."

"Alright."

Then, Archer released his fiendish sense and guided another more powerful fiendish sense released

by the skull into the water prison.

A moment later

"Defiant Master!" The gray skull was shocked.

"Great, Archer. You're doing a great job. You must keep an eye on him. I will come and take him away

in a month's time." The gray skull was a little excited.

"Don't worry, sir. It will be impossible for those humans to come and save him," Archer gloated as he

recalled how he had left the human beings behind. They might have been powerful, but they wouldn't

dare to offend him.

"Idiot!" the Ninth Fiend Emperor reproached Archer. He then hit Archer hard with his god's power.

Archer was extremely frightened. The attack took him by surprise, and he was left on the ground

writhing about.

"I'm not telling you to pay attention to humans but to other people like Lucius Lu, who is nearest to your

camp."

Suddenly, it dawned on Archer that Defiant Masters were so precious and that they were coveted by

other fiend emperors. He should definitely be ready to face anyone who came his way. Lucius Lu was

also a fiend king. His strength was far more powerful than Archer's.

"Yes, sir." Archer knelt down and kowtowed.

"Well, you have done well. After I take the credit for this victory, I will give you my bloodline and

promote you to emperor. You would be in charge of a radius of 800 thousand kilometers of the earth."

"Thank you, sir." Now Archer was too excited that he didn't even know what to say to the Ninth Fiend

Emperor.

"Go, watch over him." After saying this, the Ninth Fiend Emperor disappeared. His phantom could only

last for so long.

Archer sank back into his skeleton seat and continued to sip his blood wine, imagining his future

promotion to a fiend emperor.

Back in the dark water prison

Darren's body had been submerged beneath the cold and stinky water for four days straight. He was

still unable to move because some fiend power was still inside of him and was constraining him.

Darren decided not to dwell on it. He quietly immersed himself into cultivating to improve his cultivation

base to break through the restraints inside his body.

Darren was now at the upper-level of the Primary God Realm. If he could break through to the top-level

of the Primary God Realm, he would be able to drive the fiend power away by taking advantage of the

raging power of the breakthrough.

He put all his energy towards cultivating.

Time went by quickly. One day, two days, three days… Ten days had passed.

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The water in the prison lit up with a bright, eerie glow.

Boom!

The godly energies of both heaven and earth suddenly poured into Darren's body like a waterfall.

Whoosh!

Darren's meridians shot out powerful blade and sword intents, and the remaining fiend power in his

body was completely torn apart.

Of course, the process was painful. It was almost as painful as his soul tearing apart.

"You only spent ten days to break out of the fiend power suppression. You are the fastest one to have

done that in thirty thousand years."

The moment Darren broke free from confinement, he heard a hoarse voice ring out.

Darren kept quiet. He released his god's sense to look for the source of the voice.

"Save it, young man. Your god's sense is not powerful enough to detect my existence."

"May I ask who you are?" Darren said.

"Like you, I was taken captive," the voice answered hoarsely.

"Are you a Defiant Master, as well?" Darren asked.

"Ha!" The man chuckled. "No, I'm not. However, I committed a heinous crime and I was arrested for it.

Now, I spend my days rotting away in this dark, dank prison."

"A heinous crime? You should have been taken into custody by the enforcers in the Ancestral Land.

Why were you captured by the fiend race?" Darren asked.

"Your ignorance surprises me, young man." The voice sounded a little surprised. "Do you really think

that if you killed several fiend emperors, the enforcers of the Ancestral Land would try to contain you?

Of course they wouldn't. They would find ways to get rid of you and send you someplace else."

Darren immediately understood what had happened.

He and this person seemed to be in the same boat. They were handed over by the human race,

unwanted and abandoned.

"I understand," Darren sighed, feeling anger stir in his heart.

Darren thought for a while before speaking once more. "Sir, you have the ability to kill several fiend

emperors. How can you be trapped in this small prison?"

Darren could not comprehend how such a powerful man could be confined by such a small space.

"After being abandoned by the entire human race, where do I turn? Where else can I go?"

"Well…" Darren was speechless.

A long silence ensued. Then, Darren spoke once more. "Then why did you try to kill the fiend

emperors?"

"Hahaha." The voice sounded cold and bitter.

"What would you do if several fiend emperors took turns in assaulting your wife?"

Darren's heart sank.

Gruesome scenes flashed through his mind, making his blood boil with anger.

"Kill them!

If I can't kill them, I would rather kill myself!" Darren growled.

"There you have it. I killed them, and then I was sold out. I was abandoned by the big shots and was

sent to the fiend race."

"Damn it!" Darren was overwhelmed with fury and he found it difficult to breathe.

"Sir, let us meet each other face to face. We can break out of here together!"

"Ha! Give it up, kid. If you run away, you will only be chased by countless people. You will find that

there is no place for you to hide."

"No, I want to escape. I want to make sure that all people tremble when they hear my name!" Darren

roared, his heart brimming with anger.

"Your intentions are noble. Alas, they are useless," the man said hoarsely.

"It would be more useless if I gave up, wouldn't it? The human race is too weak. It needs someone to

stand up and fight against all evil!"

After Darren spoke, the voice heaved out a small sigh. Then, he spoke no more.

Another dozen days had passed in the blink of an eye. The fiend king was already waiting outside the

water prison for the arrival of the Ninth Fiend Emperor.