Nobilis of War

Chapter 1176 Disguise

After several days of cultivation in the cave, Darren and his companions prepared to leave.

"Master, across this wasteland is a village of the fiend race. It might not be easy for us to go through

this wasteland since it's fraught with powerful beasts."

"Then we'd better be careful and try to avoid them."

"All right. Let's go, or some horrible fiends might tail us."

Darren and his companions flew in the sky towards the western part of the wasteland.

Along the way, all they could see was desolation. The thick clouds in the gloomy sky were dark all the

year round, which brought haze to the entire empty land.

For a month, they had traversed the wasteland without encountering any dangers, except for a few

beasts that they had managed to evade. They took all the detours they could just to avoid running into

trouble.

"Master, let's rest for a while."

"All right. You guys look so tired."

Darren had already noticed that his companions seemed worn out, including Carlisle. However, he

didn't feel tired at all.

"Master, don't you feel uncomfortable with the fiendish aura in this area?"

The closer they were to the fiend race's territory, the stronger the fiendish aura was. The fiendish aura

not only made them feel uneasy, but it also consumed a large amount of their godly energies. However,

to everyone's surprise, Darren didn't seem to be affected by it at all.

"No, I don't feel suppressed by any fiendish aura," Darren said calmly.

"That's strange. Perhaps it's because you're a Defiant Master." After discussing for a while, they finally

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Boom!

While Darren was taking a breather, a powerful aura suddenly intruded his head. At that moment,

Darren's body was trembling. It was a strong fiendish aura that could suffocate people.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, Darren felt a dull pain in his chest.

Darren was frightened out of his wits. How could there be a powerful fiend in such a barren land?

"Protect master!"

Carlisle was the first one to react. His god's sense spread out, but it did not detect anything.

"Don't move. This fiend is too powerful. Let me deal with him."

Darren thought quickly and came up with an idea. At that moment, he was not sure whether his plan

would work not.

"Howl!"

Amidst the bushes, a blood-red fiend suddenly appeared.

The fiend was not someone else. It was none other than Darren who transformed himself into a fiend

using the Nine Changes of the Demon!

In fact, the reason why he was not influenced by the imposing fiendish aura was because he had the

blood of the fiend race.

Therefore, when the forceful fiend power hit him, he immediately came up with a way. That was to turn

into a fiend himself.

In the sky, several black figures flew over and landed on where Darren and the others were standing.

"Your Highness, I don't see any Defiant Masters here,"

an attractive woman with a voluptuous body reported.

"But I sensed him just a moment ago," a young man in purple and gold armor and a silver cloak said.

He was a prince of the fiend race.

"Your Highness, is it because we made you so tired recently that you're having hallucinations?" The

other charming woman beside the prince giggled with her hand covering her mouth.

"Who's your superior?" The prince's gaze was burning as if it was about to pierce Darren.

Darren pretended to quiver with fear. He released all of his fiendish aura, lest the prince would notice

that he was not a fiend.

"Your Highness, the Ninth Fiend Emperor is my superior."

"The Ninth Fiend Emperor?" A trace of cruelty flashed across the prince's face.

Darren deliberately quivered and pretended to be afraid, but he did not speak.

"Your Highness, you are so noble that you don't know the names of those emperors. Leave them

alone. I want you now." The two beautiful female fiends touched the prince's arms gently and gave out

a coquettish grin.

However, the prince didn't let Darren go easily. Suddenly, a fiendish sense invaded Darren's mind.

"Why have you brought these humans with you?"

The fiendish sense turned into a strange and cold language in Darren's mind. It was a unique and

obscure language of the fiend race.

'It turns out that he wants to test me with their language. Fortunately, I've learned their language.'

Darren had already mastered the fiend race's language while he was in the Lothlann Continent.

"Your Highness, the Ninth Fiend Emperor asked me to send them to be slaves," Darren replied in the

fiend race's language.

"Humph! Get out of here!"

Hearing Darren's language, the prince doubted that he had really been imagining things due to

excessive sensual pleasures. How could there be a Defiant Master in this godforsaken wasteland?

"Yes."

Darren pretended to get an amnesty and hurried to drive the others forward.

"Master, what's going on? How did you transform yourself into a fiend?" They kept silent for a long time

and dared not speak. Finally, Carlisle had the courage to ask Darren using spiritual sense.

"I'll explain it later. Just pretend to be in a panic."

Then, they moved forward along with Darren without uttering a word.

They didn't fly as fast as they could until they left the prince's scope of detection.

"Something feels wrong."

After Darren left, the prince was still stunned. He could feel that something was out of place.

"Come on, Your Highness! Notice us. Don't you love us anymore?"

"Are you tired of us? I'm so sad."

"Ha-ha, baby, I am not tired of you. Let's go back to the palace for a couple of drinks." Allured by the

two women, the prince didn't think too much about it.

After a long time, Darren and the others flew with all their strength. Along the way, Darren explained to

them why he could turn into a fiend.

"Ha-ha! That's amazing. You are indeed a genius. Not only can you transform yourself into a fiend, but

also into a Shura!"

When the others heard that, they couldn't help but admire Darren, including Carlisle.

It was known in the Primitive Wilderness that all races were mutually exclusive. Generally, it was

impossible for one race to assimilate with another race. Any attempt to assimilate or transform would

instantly lead to death.

"Let's drop it. I feel that the fiend we have just met should not be underestimated. He let us off because

he didn't know that I am a Defiant Master. Once he finds out about the truth, he would definitely try to

seize me." Darren was a little worried.

The young man they ran into was too powerful. Darren reckoned that he must be related to a more

powerful and influential fiend.

"You're right. We can't pass through west. Once we reach the territory of the field race, we can go north

to the poorer villages. In that way, it will be difficult for them to find us."

"Good idea. We will do as you say, Carlisle."

After deciding on the plan, Darren and the others flew for a few months before they finally reached the

northern part of the fiend race's territory. It was a land that was even more barren than the wasteland.

"Howl!"

All of a sudden, a doleful howl rang out from afar.

Darren and the others immediately released their god's sense to scan the vicinity. They found a few

weak fiends near them.

"I'll go and kill them," one of them said.

"Wait." Darren, however, stopped him and said, "I will turn into a fiend to investigate. You stay right

here."

Darren was extremely cautious. He knew that one reckless move could lead them to a risky situation.