Nobilis of War

Chapter 1215 Primeval Bloodline

"Sir, they are helping us. Let's fight with them." Relief rushed through Jefferson as soon as he saw

several strong warriors joining them in the battle.

"They won't be so kind next time," Lindsay said. She looked grave and solemn. "They're only taking

advantage of the situation. They saw that the man was injured so now they want to work together to kill

him. But as soon as this is over, they'll try to kill us and steal your divine weapon."

"Lindsay's right. We should just let them fight each other." Darren sneered.

"Hey, kid! Why aren't you joining us in battle? We are even kind enough to offer our help to you. Hurry

up and send someone to help us," one of the sect leaders shouted at Darren.

The truth was that these leaders didn't think highly of Darren and his companions. They had seen them

fight and witnessed them get injured in the process. They had no intentions of letting the level-eight

divine weapon out of their sights. That meant, they shouldn't let Darren and the rest to escape before

killing Duke.

"Do you think I'm stupid? But there's nothing for you to worry. I won't run away. I'll be here to watch

which one of you will die first." Darren smirked. It seemed like he was enjoying the show.

"Oh, crap! We should have left someone to keep that brat in line," one of the leaders shouted.

"Duke, I suggest that we get the divine weapon first before pushing through with the battle." It was then

that the other sect leaders realized their mistake.

Duke grew livid and bellowed, "You idiots! I will kill you all even if it means I can't get that divine

weapon."

Duke had been like the king of this area for a long time. The other sect leaders would not doubt

listening to him. It had never crossed his mind that the leaders of the other sects would betray him like

this. Now, they wanted to kill him. It was because of this that he could feel anger rising up inside him.

The other leaders could sense Duke's killing intent emanating from him. However, they had no choice

but to keep up with the battle.

God's powers began to descend upon them all. It smashed through the ground. Dirt and dust swirled

uncontrollably and messily around them. It effectively blocked the sky.

The fight lasted for about an hour. Duke was winning. His attacks hadn't faltered once during the battle.

"Duke, let's stop fighting!"

"Please forgive us, Duke. Think about it! If you kill us now, you will lose powerful allies in the future."

Upon realizing that they didn't stand a chance against Duke, the sect leaders began to panic. They all

fell down to their knees to beg for mercy.

"Begging for mercy? I don't think that would help!"

Covered in blood, Duke looked like a raging god that had come out from the deepest abyss to smite his

foes.

However, his strength was greatly diminished after the battle. He had consumed a lot of energy and

was now injured as well.

"Wow! That was a great show!" Suddenly, Darren's voice interrupted the scene.

Duke whirled around and let his eyes settle upon Darren. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry.

You're next."

"Oh, I can't wait to kill you as well."

Duke and the other leaders weren't in their best shape to continue fighting. This was the best

opportunity for Darren to strike.

With that, Darren and his companions flew down on them.

The air whistled as they went.

His blade and sword intents swung crazily with him.

His overwhelming aura was enough to scare off the warriors present.

"Damn it. This kid might defeat us!"

"Kill them! Kill them!" After getting some rest, Jefferson had regained enough strength to join in the

battle. Like a dragon, he roared out his fury.

Lindsay, Finley and the others were relieved to see how the tides had turned.

"It looks like we won't be needing Darren's friends to help us. We can get through this," Lindsay

whispered.

"Thank goodness! If these idiots weren't so greedy, it would have been more difficult for us to deal with

them." Finley chuckled.

Lindsay shot Finley a look of contempt.

"You fool! Have you already forgotten that they already defeated you once? Now, stop pretending to be

a lion when you're only a donkey. Didn't you say before that they wouldn't touch you once they know

your name?" Lindsay mocked.

"Well, of course, these ignorant gangsters must not have heard of Mr. Feng before. Anyway, I don't

want to waste time talking to you." Finley tried to hide his embarrassment behind his excuse.

However, Lindsay only cast him a scornful glance, and it was enough to shut him up.

Meanwhile, Darren and his companions were fighting fiercely in the battlefield. Soon, they had the

other forces cornered.

"Well, do you still want to kill me now?" Darren looked down on Duke coldly.

"You should die!

The Soul of Python! Fight for me!"

With a loud roar, snake-like patterns appeared on Duke's face. It ran around his face up to his back

where a python's tail was.

His tongue became longer. The tip was forked like that of a python. He hissed angrily like a ferocious

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It was obvious that he had the blood of a wild beast.

"What? How could this be?"

Those who had known Duke for years didn't know that he hid such skill.

The savage aura emanating from him was enough to make them tremble in fear.

"He has the Primeval Bloodline of a beast in him. He has now turned into a primeval beast!"

They were so frightened by Duke's growing aura. Soon, it had reached to a point that no one else could

ever reach.

"Retreat!"

Upon realizing that Duke's strength was increasing rapidly, Darren ordered Jefferson and the others to

run away.

Duke roared mightily.

His mouth was wide and bloody. Immediately, he focused on the sect leaders whom he had been

fighting with. His speed was unimaginable.

"Ah!" A man screamed in agony as Duke's jaw clamped around him. In a blink of an eye, Duke had

swallowed the upper half of his body.

His tail arched through the air.

It swept away two more leaders without respite.

Meanwhile, Darren and his companions had flown away without hesitation.

"Running away now?"

Even Duke's voice had changed. It had turned hoarse and terrifying.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Darren, blocking his way for escape.

"Sir, he has the Primeval Bloodline in him. We can't run away from him now that his strength has

reached the upper-level of the Star God Realm," Jefferson said shakily.

However, Darren simply ignored Jefferson's words. He reached out to Lindsay via his spiritual sense

and said, "Release my mutated friends now!"

"Okay." Immediately, Lindsay opened the door to her space. She didn't know whether they had

recovered or not, but their life now hung on a thread. She wouldn't care.

All of a sudden, a bright light flashed in the sky.

The horizon stirred and writhed before their eyes.

And then, crack!

A scarlet thunder hit the ground and several figures appeared.

They all roared at once.

Blood lust and excitement coursed through their veins.

One by one, the three figures flew towards Darren.

They were Carlisle and his companions. He turned to Darren and asked, "Are you alright, Darren?"

"I'm fine. How about you? Have you finally recovered completely?"

"We didn't just recover. Our strength had even improved, thanks to the fiend's blood."

"That's great news! Then I shall thank you in advance for taking care of that python for me," Darren

said.

"You don't have to bother Carlisle with this. Let me kill him instead," one of Carlisle's companions

shouted.

He then rushed towards Duke.

It didn't take long for the half-human and half-fiend creature to stand before Duke.

Meanwhile, a majestic, fiendish aura and a strange god's power drifted towards Duke.

Duke failed to block the mutated man's attacks.

He roared as his body was riddled with bloody holes.

"No! This is impossible!" Duke finally realized that his opponents were stronger than him. Knowing it

was futile, he started to run away.

"You bastard! Where are you going to run?"

Carlisle snorted in disdain. With that, a small storm rose from the ground and caught Duke in a blink of

an eye.

With a loud series of crack, Duke's body was cut into several pieces.

However, his head remained undamaged.

"Don't kill him just yet, Carlisle. I'll have to turn him into my believer." Darren motioned for Carlisle to

stop before he could even kill Duke.