Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1135

The mysterious man transformed into a beam of light and rushed at the Rule Soul Avatar.

This time, he wasn't using only his physical strength. His shadows filled the void, sealing every corner!

Now, there was no escape for the Rule Soul Avatar, even if he used space skills.

Since the Rule Soul Avatar knew this, he didn't invoke the Spatial Law to block the mysterious man. Instead, he mobilized tens of thousands of laws. In a split second, they merged to form an arrow of annihilation and shot forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Light soared into the sky.

It was so dazzling that it could be seen from the outer world!

The destructive arrow smashed all the shadows created by the mysterious man, but his real body wasn't affected.

Bang!

A palm attack caused the Rule Soul Avatar's chest to collapse on collision. Immediately, lightning was released from runes, and flashed in his chest.

This blow caused significant damage to the Rule Soul Avatar.

Unflinching and determined to continue, the Rule Soul Avatar immediately gathered the Resurrection Force and repaired most of his injuries.

Buzz…

Meanwhile, five black pagodas levitated out and hovered around the Rule Soul Avatar.

Encouraged by the damage done in his first blow, the mysterious man eagerly prepared to beat the Rule Soul Avatar to death with another palm attack. However, after he sensed an extremely strange force, he quickly withdrew his palm and attacked with his ten-tribulation force.

As the ten-tribulation force shot toward the Rule Soul Avatar, one of the black pagodas discharged a chain and smashed the oncoming force.

The Shura, who stood nearby, trembled when he witnessed the destructive power of the black pagoda!

He knew what the five black pagodas were! They were the altars in the Flaming Hell of the ancient times. Never could he have imagined that this avatar could control the altars!

The five black pagodas continued to hover as they released a gray storm that swept toward the mysterious man.

So overwhelmed was the mysterious man with the speed of that gray storm that he was unable to dodge it and was drawn into it.

"Oh, shit!"

Soon, agonized screams filled the storm!

Obviously, the mysterious man's soul was being tortured by the gray windstorm.

When Darren was in the ancient times, the gods' souls from outer space were also suppressed and tormented by the gray windstorm. And the mysterious man was no exception. The suffering endured by his soul was more unbearable than a simple soul attack.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

A moment later, the people outside felt the strong blade and sword intents released by the mysterious man.

The blade and sword intents rushed out of the storm and attacked the Rule Soul Avatar.

The Rule Soul Avatar, who was still hovering in the air, positioned himself in the center of the five black pagodas. He closed his eyes and focused his Spirit Power to control the black pagodas. In a flash, several chains of order blasted out.

These chains collided with the blade and sword intents, annihilating each other. A steady stream of sword and blade intents surged from the gray windstorm. In an instant, several chains of order broke, and some blade and sword intents reached the avatar's body.

The blade and sword intents cut the Rule Soul Avatar's body, and blood flowed from every wound.

"Go to hell!"

A ferocious roar came from the gray windstorm.

Sensing the damage done to his opponent, the mysterious man continued to besiege him by releasing his dark gold light. It shot out of the storm with an overwhelming momentum and attacked the Rule Soul Avatar.

Crack, crack.

All remaining chains of order broke, and the five black pagodas trembled.

"Darren's avatar is no match for that man." Anxiety laced the Water Kylin's voice as he flew to Finley and expressed his concerns.

"Yes, the mysterious man is much stronger than Darren in terms of Blade and Sword Cultivation." Finley frowned.

"What should we do? We can't just stand by and watch Darren's avatar get killed," the Water Kylin said anxiously.

Hearing this, the witcher ancestor raised his hand to stop them. He said, "Don't interrupt them now. If you go there, you'll get nothing but death. We need to wait and see."

In the void, the dark gold internal force was just about to hit the avatar, but he controlled the five black pagodas to defend against the oncoming attack.

With a deafening thud, the first pagoda was reduced to pieces, followed by the second one. Despite having many cracks, the third pagoda didn't shatter.

One stream of dark gold internal energy force had destroyed three black pagodas!

However, these black pagoda altars were not unique. As long as the Rule Soul Avatar survived, he could re-form them. However, it would take a considerable amount of rule power, and so he couldn't do it instantly.

When some altars broke, the mysterious man began to attack the gray windstorm. It wasn't long before it appeared as though he would break free of the windstorm.

"Now you can go. Be careful." When the witcher ancestor saw this critical moment, he asked the others to help.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Water Kylin, Barnes, and Finley simultaneously flew toward the edge of the gray windstorm.

No explanation was needed for them to realize that the witcher ancestor wanted them to stop the mysterious man from breaking the windstorm. It was the only way for them to buy enough time for the Rule Soul Avatar to form the altars again.

As soon as the three joined the battle, the other three destroyers rushed over as well.

"No!" Finley exclaimed as astonishment coursed through him.

'Are they going to attack us?' he wondered.

But, in the next moment, the worry in his heart disappeared.

The three destroyers didn't attack them. On the contrary, they besieged the mysterious man's exposed arm!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The immortal's power, the Shura Force, and the fiend power of the first fiend ancestor all attacked the windstorm.

Meanwhile, the Rule Soul Avatar forced a bit of Spirit Power to stabilize the windstorm, which was blocking the mysterious man's attack.

"Ahhh!"

The mysterious man's painful screams continued to filter through the storm. What he was experiencing now was more painful than soul torture!

The blade and sword intents swept out of the storm, but after the Shackle Law blocked them, they lost some of their power.

This allowed the three destroyers to dodge the attack. Finley, Barnes, and the Water Kylin also avoided the blade and sword intents.

Bang!

Barnes' stick elongated infinitely. He raised it high and swung it at the mysterious man. Meanwhile, the others also continued to bombard their target simultaneously.

The warriors' combined power fell on the arm of the mysterious man and pushed it back into the storm.

"Argh!"

The mysterious man was in such extreme agony that he revealed his cold aura.

Crack!

A pair of blood-red hands wrenched an opening in the storm, and a body covered with primitive aura emerged.

Whoosh!

Just then, a cyan figure joined the battle too. It was none other than Hiram!

As he had recovered from his injuries, his god's power barreled toward the mysterious man.

Everyone present struggled to prevent the mysterious man from breaking through the storm because they knew that once he got out, the World Essence would be his.

The mysterious man roared painfully, "Damn it! All of you deserve to die!"

The gray windstorm gradually changed from gray to dark gold.

"Damn it! I'm afraid that his dark gold internal force will break through the storm despite our efforts!"

exclaimed the witcher ancestor, who had been observing the battle. Unwilling to let the mysterious man win, he invoked his power. In a split second, several black strange runes flickered to life on his body, and he joined the battle.