Nobilis of War

Chapter 1174 Master

Frustration and confusion painted Darren's face. His arms fought against the shackles of the fiend's

power but he could only move them a few inches from his body.

Realization struck him that even if a fiend emperor was seriously injured, Darren, who was at the

Primary God Realm, still could not defeat him and escape.

Before Darren could try and run away again, the transformed human with a head of a crocodile flew

towards Darren and stopped a few feet away.

Bang!

Within seconds, the head of the transformed human was smashed by the strong, fiendish aura.

"Such a shame. He is dead,"

one of the companions of the dead man said. It was strange that they did not show much grief. They

were all very calm.

It was probably due to the fact that all of them had been abandoned by the human race, and they had Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

nowhere to live in the world. Therefore, they were not afraid of death. Instead, they didn't want to live

humbly.

"Sir!" Darren felt a pang in his heart when he saw the man in front of him die for him, but he could not

help him now.

His attention was pulled immediately to the Seventh Fiend Emperor who had released a magic power

again in an attempt to kill Darren.

The power snaked through the air and reached out for Darren.

Bang!

Darren's eyes widened as the Ninth Fiend Emperor swooped in and blocked the Seventh Fiend

Emperor. He reached out his palm, smashed the Seventh Fiend Emperor's body into pieces, and

released a fiend power to protect Darren from being hurt.

"Leave now and perhaps I will spare you!" the Ninth Fiend Emperor yelled at the Seventh Fiend

Emperor, pointing into the far distance with an angry, shaking finger.

The Seventh Fiend Emperor's head rolled on the ground and his eyes looked hazily in the direction of

the horizon.

Buzz.

With a distortion of space, the head of the Seventh Fiend Emperor was sucked into a wave of space.

"You will definitely regret this!" The voice of the Seventh Fiend Emperor echoed.

Even though the Seventh Fiend Emperor had gone, the Ninth Fiend Emperor remained on high alert.

He was afraid that the other fiend emperors would get in his way when they learnt about what had

happened, so he flew straight to Darren and gripped his shoulders tightly in his hands.

"Wow! I can't believe I've caught a Defiant Master all by myself. Ha ha." The Ninth Fiend Emperor

rubbed his hands together eagerly.

"Now, it's time to deal with all of you! My subordinates are dead and you almost let the Defiant Master

go. All of you have to die!" With a wave of his hand, he released a strong fiend power to kill the

remaining four people.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Suddenly, his gaze moved to the left where a gust of strong wind was sweeping across the ground. In

the far distance, dark clouds rolled in and thunder clapped.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

All of a sudden, the Ninth Fiend Emperor collapsed on the ground and wounds spread on his skin,

causing blood to leak through his clothes. It was like knives had slashed at him, but there were no

knives present.

"No one else has to die. Young man, you were right. The weak human race needs someone to stand

up and fight against all evil. I'm willing to assist you, and become your subordinate,"

a hoarse voice said from beside Darren, startling him.

"It's Carlisle!"

"This means we all made the right decision!" the other four men exclaimed.

Darren pried himself away from the dead hands of the Ninth Fiend Emperor and looked at the person

beside him.

To his surprise, the person standing next to him was very different from what he had imagined. He had

thought that he was an old, frail man. Unexpectedly, the person looked very young, just like him.

"Thank you so much, sir!" Darren bowed to him with clasped hands. A large smile of happiness and

gratitude filled his face.

Darren was happy not because he was saved, but because the young man's eyes gave off a burning

light of hope.

"There is no need to call me sir or thank me. From now on, I'll follow you and fight for the world

alongside you. Together, we'll fix injustices and trample out all humiliation for our race!"

"We're willing to do everything for you and see you as our master!" The rest of the group nodded at

Darren as well.

"It's... this is too much. You shouldn't, sir. I'm a nobody," Darren stuttered out. He was thankful, but their

offer was far too large to accept.

"Sir, did you turn us down because you think we are too weak?"

"Don't worry. We are not that powerful now, but when we get out of here and drive all the fiendish aura

out of our body, our strength will be full again. We will have powers equal to that of the Ninth Fiend

Emperor,"

the others said. Darren's cheeks glowed pink. He was only at the Primary God Realm and that was too

weak to be the master of anyone. He had already had a great respect for Carlisle Feng because of his

strength.

After a long silence, Carlisle Feng said, "Young man, I think that you haven't had time to realize the

importance of your identity as the Defiant Master. That's not pertinent right now. Can you agree to take

us in first? We have been abandoned for a long time and we need hope."

"Sir, I'm afraid I'm not strong enough... But if you don't mind, I'd like to be your dear friend." Darren's

eyes were pleading.

"Ha ha." Carlisle Feng shook his head and said, "It's not possible for us to be friends. You are destined

to either be above trillions of creatures or to be rooted in the abyss forever. No one can be equal to

you.

No more nonsense. If you don't agree, I won't force you to do so. We will just go back to the fiend's

prison."

Hearing this, Darren was slightly moved.

These people had just saved his life. He would be cruel to send them back to the fiend's prison

immediately afterwards.

'Maybe I'm being too stubborn.' Darren pondered what it would be like to be a leader of these powerful

men. Having people to watch his back wouldn't be such a bad thing.

"I'm sorry. I'm being foolish. I'm willing to fight with you all," Darren said.

"Wonderful!"

"Master!"

"Master!" The people all began to chant and Carlisle Feng led the way by kneeling down in front of

Darren.

"Please stand up." Darren quickly released power and lifted them up all at once.

"Master, we can't stay here any longer. We need to leave before other strong fiends detect us."

"Okay. Sir, where do you think we should go?"

"Come with me." Without another word, Carlisle Feng turned and flew straight into the void.

From behind him, a wind blade came flying and cut open the Ninth Fiend Emperor's head.

After flying for about three days, they finally descended on a deserted land.

Carlisle Feng found a deserted mountain and used his hands to shape a small cave. Darren entered it

and sat on the cool ground.

"Sir, is it safe here?"

"Master, please don't call me sir anymore. Just call me Carlisle." After a pause, Carlisle Feng said, "It's

just a temporary safe place. If we really want to escape, we need to go to the Chaotic Land and fight

until we have a territory that belongs to us."

"Carlisle!"

The other four were shocked into silence.

"We can't set foot in the Chaotic Land. It's full of huge, fierce creatures of other races. Even the

warriors of our race at the Celestial God Realm level couldn't protect themselves there, so how can we

fight and gain a territory there?"

"Yes, Carlisle. That's impossible."

"Be patient. It's just a goal. It doesn't have to be completed in the present," he explained, trying to

reassure them.

"Okay. So what should we do now? I think that the fiends will find and attack us within the next ten

days. After all, our master is a Defiant Master."

"I have my own plan." A confident light was glinting in Carlisle Feng's eyes as he turned to face Darren.

He said, "Master, it seems that you don't know much about the Primitive Wilderness, especially about

the identity of the Defiant Master and the information of other races. How about I explain it to you?"

"Great! Thank you." Darren stood eagerly from the ground and fell into silence, ready to have all his

questions answered.