Nobilis of War novel Chapter 206

Darren approached the old man who lay on the ground. Just when Darren was about to help the old man with his injuries, a strange aura suddenly emerged from behind him and went straight to Darren's head.

In a split second, he felt as though his soul was being torn apart.

"Huh?"

Darren's face grew serious. He raised his hand and deflected it.

"Ah!"

A scream came from behind him. As Darren turned around, he found that the boy had been blasted by his power into a big tree.

"Why does your soul have such strong power!?" Suddenly, the little boy's voice changed, sounding very much like an adult. He was totally astonished by the turn of events.

"Ah!" Suddenly he screamed in agony as a sharp pain shot throughout his body. He frantically scratched his head, rolling on the ground.

Darren felt goose bumps when he realized that if it weren't for the strange stone in his head, he would have been dead. The strange stone sensed that probing aura, deflected it back at the boy in the nick of time and saved his life.

"Who are you? I was nearly deceived by your dirty trick," Darren sneered at him.

Boom!

Darren suddenly felt a wave of dizziness again!

"Again?" Darren used his spiritual sense, and once again deflected the probing aura inside his head.

Now it was the old man on the ground who let out a scream.

"He has such powerful soul! Ah! It's so painful," he screamed in terror, writhing on the ground.

Darren walked up to the old man, kicked him in the stomach and shouted, "You better come clean about the dirty trick you played on me. How dare you attack me like that, you bastard!"

"Ha-ha-ha!" The old man let out a scream of laughter. "You are such powerful young man. We will have a taste of your soul one day. You just wait and see!"

Having said this, the old man sprayed a mouthful blood at Darren's body. His eyes went blank, and the aura emitted from his body vanished without a trace. It was as if his soul had disappeared completely.

"He died?" Darren was confused. Darren walked closer and took a look at him. The old man was indeed lifeless. He turned around and walked towards the boy, who still lay whining beside the tree.

Darren immediately emitted a powerful aura and pushed it against the boy. The power was so intense that the boy couldn't even manage to move a muscle. He could neither commit suicide nor run away, so Darren began to question him about his real identity.

"Tell me. Who the hell are you? If you don't tell me the truth, I will let you feel pain one hundred times more than what you felt earlier!" Darren shouted.

"Please, please don't kill me.

We are soul hunters come from the Soul Hunter Sect. We didn't know you were such powerful master. I am so sorry for the trouble. I'm begging you for mercy!" the boy stammered, shivering with fear. But Darren sensed that something was wrong. Although he looked like a little boy, his voice sounded too mature. He was not a child at all!

Once Darren forced him to tell the truth, he revealed the history of the Soul Hunter Sect.

The Soul Hunter Sect was an evil sect. They used evil skills to hunt other people's souls in order to improve their strength. Actually, this kind of power was a branch of the rule cultivation. And it was indeed strong and intense. The boy said they had used this kind of skill to hunt thousands of people's souls, including cultivators who reached the Wonder Realm. It was apparent that their evil skills were extremely powerful!

The souls they hunted were stored in a golden bead. Once the bead was full, they would present it to their master.

However, he didn't tell Darren about his master's whereabouts. Darren searched him and found two golden beads. One of them was full of souls, and the other was three-quarters full.

Darren placed the beads securely in his pocket, not caring so much about their usefulness to him.

"Sir, I have told you everything I know. Please let me go. My soul has been badly injured, and I can't use my skill anymore," the boy pleaded.

"Get lost!" Darren shouted menacingly.

After the boy expressed his gratitude to Darren several times, he dragged his broken legs and hobbled away.

When the boy had left, Darren remained where he was for a moment before he shadowed him stealthily. He would not just let go of an evil man like that!

But the boy was also very smart. Since he was afraid that Darren would follow him, he deliberately walked in a lesser known path to avoid being followed. After walking randomly in the jungle for a long time, he headed in another direction. After half a day had passed, he arrived at a mysterious cave.

Even though he had remained vigilant at all times, he did not detect Darren's presence at all!

"Humph. Drew, why are you so late? Where is Chasel?"

"He died. He was killed by a young man with a very powerful soul," Drew replied, still rather frightened by what had happened.

"A powerful soul? How powerful?" a man demanded. He had numerous long, curved scars on his face. He was a leader of the soul hunters in this small district.

"Really, really powerful. It scared the living daylights out of me! But Mr. Bevis Chen, don't worry. Before Chasel died, he had left a mark on that man's body. He'll never be able to run or hide from us. You might have to deal with him in person someday."

"What about you? How did you escape if he was so strong? Did anyone follow you?"

"Sir, I've suffered terrible injuries to my soul right now. Could you let me get into the small soul pool to cure it first? I will explain it to you later," Drew pleaded. He groaned in agony, turning deathly pale.

"Yes. You can go first," Bevis Chen casually nodded his head. His eyes were dark with thought. Suddenly, unexpected things happened. When Drew turned around, Bevis' face suddenly changed and emitted a strange aura. In a split second, Drew fell on the ground with his eyes closed shut. It had happened so fast that he didn't even have a chance to struggle!

"Humph. Since you already have injuries in your soul, a loser like you doesn't deserve to live in this world," Bevis Chen sneered at him. He then spat on the boy's body, turned around and disappeared into the mysterious cave.

Hiding a few meters away, Darren heard everything they said.

'He left a mark on my body? Did he mean the mouthful of blood that old man sprayed on me before he died?' Darren thought to himself. He shook his head, realizing that it must have been just that!

Darren decided to infiltrate the cave and find out what they were doing.

Whoosh!

Darren turned himself into a flash of light and flew into the secret cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, Darren felt a strong aura emanating from the darkness. Going further, he became totally dumbfounded by what he saw.

Deep inside the cave was an enormous stone chamber. Numerous corpses were piled up around it. A huge pool which shot out rays of grim light was in the center. Several brawny men menacingly guarded around the pool.

As Darren observed the situation not that far away from the chamber, a pitiful sound came out from the central pool. He could see numerous shadows wriggling on the ground and struggling to stand up again. He deduced that the pool must be used for absorbing human souls! How vile!

"The Soul Hunter Sect is so ferocious!"

Darren's voice echoed through the chamber. He suddenly appeared in front of the guards.

"Huh!? Fuck off, you bastard! Let's kill him," Bevis shouted.

As Bevis let out a roar, several muscular men instantly stood on their feet with their faces twisted in savage grimaces.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Rays of gloomy light flew at Darren's head!

"Ahhh!"

After they used their Spiritual Secret Skills, they all sprayed mouthfuls of blood, fell on the ground and screamed in agony. Bevis stood there, stunned.

"It was you who stalked Drew," Bevis growled. A deep furrow appeared between his brows, his eyes darkening with anger.

"You will pay the price for your huge mistake!" Darren's voice was as cold as ice. Seeing numerous people's souls groaning in agony, he couldn't help but wonder how many innocent people had been killed by these vicious men!

"Ha-ha, you bastard. Did you really think I can't do anything to you just because my Spiritual Secret Skill can't hurt you right now? Open your damned eyes and watch!" Bevis shouted. Bevis wasn't afraid Darren at all. After all, he thought that he was already a beginner of the Wonder Realm, and he had well prepared for everything that would happen. He let out a roar and suddenly blasted intense aura from his body.

Bevis sensed that Darren was only at the Mysterious Realm. Because of this, he assumed that destroying him would be a walk in the park. So without hesitation, he flung his punch right at Darren. He was absolutely certain that one blow of his fist would be more than enough to get rid of this intruder.

Bang!

When Darren raised his sword, Bevis suddenly came to the realization that he had been terribly naive. The power of the sword intent terrified Bevis. He trembled with fear, sensing that Darren's sharp sword could tear everything apart into ribbons.

His eyes grew wider, a look of sheer terror plastered on his cruel face. In no time at all, he completely disappeared into the sword's shadows and was chopped into pieces before he could struggle.

Darren raised his sword again and killed the guards. He collected a few beads from their corpses and a dozen beads from Bevis. All of these were filled with poor unfortunate souls.

Darren approached the central pool. He saw that numerous shadows continued to struggle in agony as they all melted into a green liquid. Darren used his spiritual sense and wanted to explore it. After all, he had never seen anything like that before! As he stretched out his hand, a drop of liquid fell into his palm.

"Assimilate."

After doing so, Darren was totally taken aback by the result.