Nobilis of War

Chapter 1373 A Straw Man

The black figure was killed instantly!

The turtle's power was incredible!

A black bead suddenly rose up into the air from where the black figure had died. It embedded itself into

Jeremy's skin, turning into a mark.

"It is done!"

The crowd drove the giant beasts down from the sky. Their nerves finally settled down.

As soon as they landed safely, they tended to their wounds. Many were injured and in dire need of rest.

It took a month for everyone to finally recover.

"Darren, we would have died if it weren't for you," Eallard said, sighing.

"I didn't expect that the lame turtle would be so powerful. It's Jeremy that you need to thank. If he

hadn't comprehended the turtle's transformation skill, we would have been killed," Darren said, smiling.

"Yes, that little guy is great, indeed."

After resting, everyone went up on their respective battle beast's back. However, instead of moving

forward, they practiced how to control the battle beast on a much deeper level and how to work more

efficiently as a team.

As for those who had been shot down by the black cavalry, Eallard sent someone to check on them.

They were all found dead.

"I don't know what we will encounter next time. By the way, how will we get the inheritance?"

"I don't know. We can't plan for it, because I don't know what's in store for us. We're going to need to

play it by ear," Darren said, shaking his head.

"Alas, we can't cultivate here, and our lives are in danger. That's so bad." Beatty sighed.

"That's right. If our master didn't send a message to me himself, I never would've come here. I would

be at home, safe and sound!" Sally pouted.

A month had passed in the blink of an eye. Everyone had finished practicing.

"Darren, let's set out."

Everyone gathered together to talk about their next move.

"Where are we going?"

"The valley. There is a door open there. It's so dark inside that nothing can be seen," said Eallard.

"Oh, it should be the passage to the next space. Let's go."

They needed to keep moving, so everyone agreed.

The group flew to the valley.

One of the battle beasts flew toward the door first.

Suddenly, the beast was thrown backwards by a massive force and fell onto the ground.

"What is going on?"

Everyone was surprised.

The ten talents who had been riding the beast's back fell off. They looked at each other, dismayed.

"Can't we control the battle beast to get through the door?" someone asked.

"Damn it! How can we live without a battle beast in the next space?"

In the Archean relic, there were many powerful creatures. It was impossible for them to make it without

the help of a battle beast.

"Rupert, you try."

"Okay."

The young man called Rupert Zhou jumped off the battle beast and walked toward the door.

Whoosh!

Light enveloped his body and his figure was absorbed into the door.

"Oh! That's what we need to do!"

They could only enter by themselves. The battle beasts could not come with them.

Without the powerful battle beasts, it would be very dangerous for them to continue. They would be

faced with deadly situations, and the battle beasts would not be able to help them.

However, they needed to go on in order to rescue their masters. One by one, they all walked through

the door.

"Darren, what do we do? I'm so scared," Sally said, looking at Darren.

"Sally, don't be afraid. Hold my hand. I'll protect you." Weber's eyes lit up. He held his hand out to Sally,

hoping she would take it.

"No, I won't go with you. I'll take Lindsay's and Beatty's hands instead. Humph!"

"Everyone, hold on to one another. Let's go in together."

Taking a deep breath, Darren and his companions stepped through the door together.

They were thrust into pitch blackness. The air was cold.

"Are you all here?" a voice piped up.

"Darren?"

"Finley?"

They called out to one another, but nobody answered back. They were all separated.

They drifted through the cold, dark space until they could see light.

Darren felt like he was falling. Not long after, he descended like a falling star onto the ground.

Bang!

He fell to the ground and it shattered from the force.

He felt dizzy. He raised his head to look around him, dazed.

"Eh?"

He sat bolt upright, finding that he was in a field covered in lush, green grass and colorful wildflowers.

Joy suddenly filled Darren's heart.

He only regretted not being with his companions.

Whoosh!

A gray figure suddenly landed in front of him, breaking him out of his daze.

He jumped up and flew backward a little, startled by the new visitor.

It was a puppet made out of withered grass—a straw man.

Its head was crooked, and its limbs were made out of dry branches loosely tied together.

'Who made this? What a rip!' Darren thought.

However, Darren did not relax. This straw man was clearly more than just tied up grass and straw.

"Can you speak?"

Darren asked tentatively.

"Can you speak?" To Darren's surprise, the straw man parroted back his words.

"Eh? What do you want to do?" Darren asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Eh, what do you want to do?" The straw man repeated Darren's words once more.

Darren was speechless. He wondered why the straw man was sent down to him.

He decided to test it. Without thinking too much, Darren directly shot out a sword intent.

Whoosh!

To Darren's surprise, the straw man released a sword intent that perfectly matched Darren's!

Bang!

The two sword intents clashed, immediately dissipating upon impact.

Darren was dumbfounded. He did not know the purpose of this straw man. Why was he here?

He stopped moving and saw that the straw man stopped, too. It was clear that it was not a threat to

him.

Since he couldn't figure out what the straw man was for, Darren tried to relax.

He was not in a hurry to walk around. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground, hoping to improve

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He had always regretted that his half a scroll of the supreme sword skill was still in a stagnant state,

and he was still unable to comprehend the third sword move.

Once he comprehended the half a scroll of the supreme sword skill, his strength would definitely reach

a whole new level. He'd be much more powerful.

Darren was now at the upper-level of the Star God Realm, and his strength had increased by a lot.

However, this increase did not bring him a qualitative leap, because the Celestial God Realm was

always like a natural chasm. Even if he reached the top level of the Star God Realm, he could, at most,

be on par with the remarkable warriors who were at the low-level of the Celestial God Realm. It was

difficult for him to compete with those in the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm.

However, in the Primitive Wilderness or the Archean relic, the warriors at the low-level of the Celestial

God Realm were still ordinary. Their strength was not powerful. Darren was much weaker than they

were.

Only those who had reached the Superior God Realm could be called powerful warriors, and only those

who had reached the top level of the Superior God Realm or had become the deputy gods could be

called the real masters!

Darren still needed to overcome many obstacles to be considered truly powerful, and one of the

obstacles would be fatal.

Finley's real body had once said that the moment Darren reached the Superior God Realm, he would

face a life-and-death situation.