Nobilis of War

Chapter 1383 Fighting Sewell (Part Three)

Sewell rushed out when he heard Darren shout. He was determined not to let Darren escape this time

no matter what.

"What is going on? Have you decided to give up struggling since you know you are doomed?" Sewell

roared. His eyes turned red with the fury coursing through him.

"Sewell, do you believe that you are invincible here?" Darren glanced at him, coldly.

Sewell frowned and thought, 'Is this brat scared silly?

Who else could be comparable to a warrior at the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm in the

Archean relic? Am I not the strongest?'

"Brat, do you feel that you can compete with me just because you have improved your realm?"

Sewell ascertained that Darren's cultivation stage had increased by one level and that he had reached

the top-level of the Star God Realm.

"Cut the crap. Let's fight to the death!" Darren challenged.

Considering Darren's real strength, he couldn't fight against anyone at the middle-level of the Celestial

God Realm.

However, he had a trump card. The itchy toxin!

Earlier, when the two of them fought, Darren's strength was far weaker than now. Despite that, he had

managed to hit and injure Sewell with a sneak attack. Now that he had the combat power comparable

to a warrior at the peak of the low-level of the Celestial God Realm, he had a greater chance of injuring

Sewell if he attacked strategically.

The power of the itchy toxin was not something that a martial artist at the Celestial God Realm could

withstand. Only cultivators at the Superior God Realm could resist it because their bodies and blood

were mightier.

"Okay!"

With a wave of the colorful flag, Sewell infused killing intent into his body.

In the sky above, a blood cloud gathered, turning the earth, which was tens of thousands of kilometers

in radius, dark red. A strong wind blew. It tore the green field and sent yellow sand billowing up into the

sky.

Boom!

Sewell was the first to attack. Several blood waves morphed into blood claws as they rushed toward

Darren.

Simultaneously, Darren's sword intent buzzed, and six streams of sword intent surrounded him.

The blood waves collided with the sword intent, resulting in an explosion of such high intensity that

Darren was forced to retreat dozens of feet. Fortunately, he wasn't injured.

Sewell frowned at the realization that Darren's sword intent had been upgraded.

His tentative attack, wherein he applied sixty percent of his fighting power, was ineffective.

It was unbelievable. How could a guy at the Star God Realm master such powerful sword intent?

"It seems as though you have some secret weapon. No wonder you dare to fight me."

"Cut the crap. Aren't you embarrassed by your inadequate performance?" A faint smile tugged at the

corners of Darren's mouth.

Sewell's face twitched, and a sense of humiliation surged in his heart.

"You're courting death!"

Sewell's anger flared. He turned into a shadow and charged at Darren.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Twelve streams of sword intent rushed out from Darren, condensed into transparent swords, and

besieged Sewell from various directions.

Bang!

A palm attack by Sewell shattered a stream of Darren's sword intent.

Since he couldn't see him, Darren welcomed this defensive action as it helped him determine Sewell's

location.

Whoosh!

Darren wielded his blade and sword and flew in the direction from where the palm attack had been

launched.

Simultaneously, he activated the first move of the supreme sword skill.

Loud clanging sounds reverberated in the void as the two opponents clashed. However, the two men,

who were fighting, remained invisible.

Soon, a muffled sound was heard a split second before Darren appeared. A collapsed palm print was

evident on his chest where Sewell's attack had landed.

Unfazed, he activated the second move of the supreme sword skill.

Almost instantly, intense sword intent swept forward like a massive tidal wave.

In response, Sewell released several attacks that morphed into bloody shadows that bombarded the

sword intent.

"This is a good opportunity!"

A Spiritual Flying Sword rushed out from Darren's soul.

"Humph! You are using this move again!"

Sewell smirked. He had been prepared for this. How could Darren hope to trick him the same way for

the third time?

Boom!

A blood wave blocked Darren's Spiritual Flying Sword. The collision's impact was so tremendous that

the sword was smashed into pieces, causing a sharp pain to surge in Darren's soul.

Had someone else used the move, the agony in their soul would have significantly affected their

fighting power. However, for Darren, soul pain was already a common occurrence and had little impact

on him.

"Huh!"

This time, Sewell was taken aback.

He knew that Darren had three Spiritual Flying Swords. Since he had destroyed one, he was ready to

defend against the other two.

What he had not expected was to find a stream of mighty sword intent rushing out from under his body.

This sword intent was derived from Darren's supreme sword skill's third move.

Sewell wanted to fly backward but found that another Spiritual Flying Sword hovered behind him, ready

to strike.

"Fuck!"

Sewell roared. He had a feeling that Darren was trying to corner him. This was different from what he

had expected.

When did an ant, who he could slaughter at will earlier, suddenly become so powerful? 'Did he acquire

some great secret treasure? Could that explain how he's significantly increased the power of his sword

intent?'

"Roar!"

Having the fighting power comparable to a warrior at the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm,

Sewell was not one to be underestimated. With a fierce roar, his body's blood vitality rippled, forcefully

dispersing Darren's sword intent. The only impact on Sewell was that his internal organs were affected

by the vibrations.

A malicious aura enveloped Sewell as he stalked toward Darren step by step.

'I need to kill this brat before he has the opportunity to introduce more surprises and gain an upper-

hand.'

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled, and a sea of blood loomed in the void.

The sound of stars collapsing came from the void's depths, and the blood sea rolled into a massive

wave with a height of a hundred thousand feet. The immense pressure from this wave weighed down

on Darren.

"Finally!"

Darren muttered with a subtle grin. All this while, he had been baiting Sewell so that he would use his

most powerful attack.

Darren withdrew the sword intent with his spiritual sense and combined it with the black god's power.

Simultaneously, he mobilized the dark gold god's power.

A huge sword shadow condensed behind Darren, pointing at the blood sea.

In the span of a breath, the colossal sword shot toward its target.

Whoosh!

Darren sprang forth like a cat. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a while now!

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Close combat? He'll die more miserably!' Sewell thought disdainfully.

He narrowed his eyes and focused on his defensive moves. He quickly flipped his palms and launched

thousands of palm strikes, each carrying tremendous killing intent.

Whoosh!

The sword whizzed past his ear as it missed its target.

Whoosh!

As soon as the blade neared, Sewell swerved.

Bang!

One of Sewell's palm attacks collided with Darren's shoulder.

Despite the agony coursing through him, Darren didn't stop. On the contrary, he released two Spiritual

Flying Swords from different angles. However, Sewell was prepared for this. Calmly, he dodged the two

incoming Spiritual Flying Swords.

"Brat, let me see what else you can do!"

Sewell taunted. Inwardly, he thought it was time to end this short battle. 'It doesn't matter how talented

you are! How did it help you? Strength is everything, and I am more powerful than you. You are going

to die by my hand.

No—'

All of a sudden, Sewell sensed a dangerous aura. He glanced upward, and his eyes widened with

astonishment when he saw a massive sword suspended above him.

His heart sank. The feeling was akin to a mortal falling into an abyss.

"Roar!"

As it was too late for him to sidestep the attack, he condensed blood waves with his hands and

mobilized them to strike upwards.

The terrifying blood sea wave had already crested and was about to fall to the ground and drown

Darren.

"You want to die with me? You don't deserve it!"

Sewell had initially thought that Darren had condensed the huge sword to resist his fatal move, the

blood sea. However, it now dawned on him that Darren had distracted him enough to launch the huge

sword, even if it would cost him his life.

It was evident that Darren wanted to kill him at the price of his life.

Unfortunately, he was only at the Star God Realm. So, Sewell didn't think Darren could kill him in one

move.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Brilliant light covered the sky as Sewell's god's power fought against the gigantic sword. The battle's

impact was so intense that it reduced Sewell's arms into bloodied and mangled stumps. But that was

all! The remaining power of the enormous sword was insufficient to kill him.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

A frenzied laugh escaped Sewell's bloodied lips as relief coursed through him. He had survived!

The blood sea engulfed Darren.