Nobilis of War

Chapter 1235 Disciples Of Starry Sword Region

Finley, on the other hand, looked at the small dragon with jealousy. He walked towards Lindsay and

said, "Don't be fooled by his innocent appearance. He is not as naive as you think. Be careful. He might

try to take advantage of you."

"It's none of your business. I'm willing to be taken advantage of. What is it to you?" Lindsay held the

little dragon-shaped Duke in her arms, snuggling him close to her and brushing his head with her

cheek. Finley's heart cracked at the sight.

Finley had nothing else to say but glare at Duke.

"Well, it's time for us to get up. We should continue our journey," Darren said.

There were only a dozen people left after the fight, and most of the cultivators at the low-level of the

Star God Realm had been killed during the battle.

A hundred thousand kilometers away, Caleb was alone, searching for Darren amongst the waves of the

rolling sea.

However, news reached him that Darren did not choose to take that route.

"Humph! How dare you kill the child of my clan?! I guarantee you, you will pay for your crime!" Caleb's

eyes were murderous, and his expression was ice-cold.

He immediately changed his course, desperate to find Darren right away.

In the month that followed, Darren and his companions journeyed on without any breaks or pauses.

They hadn't encountered any major obstacles, so they were quite relaxed.

"Sir, after we walk through this wild forest, we will reach the Ninth Precipitous Mountain."

At the present time, they were passing through an ancient forest.

"Well, let's speed up and try to get there as soon as possible. We do not want to risk another run-in with

the members of the Xiling Clan."

"Okay."

Howl! Howl! Howl!

Just then, they heard several frightening roars. They did not seem to be very far away, and everyone

suddenly felt on edge.

"Just ignore them," Darren said, motioning for the others to move on.

Bang!

Suddenly, a figure crashed into the ground in front of Darren.

Darren frowned and stepped forward to check who it was. It was a young man soaked in blood. His

robes were tattered and there was a large star emblazoned on the cloth.

"It's... This is..." Wilson was shocked. He could not form proper sentences, and his face was deathly

pale.

"Do you know him?" Darren asked, looking at Wilson.

"No, I do not, but the symbol on his robe... It tells me that he is a disciple of the Starry Sword Region,"

Wilson replied.

"Is he?" Darren looked at the man again. He didn't expect that they would come across the disciple of

the Starry Sword Region.

"Go and treat his wounds," Darren ordered.

Someone immediately came up to the man and treated his wounds. A moment later, the man looked

better. He slowly opened up his eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice weak and shaky. He looked frightened and he was struggling to sit

up.

"We saved you," Darren replied calmly. "What happened to you? Who hurt you?"

"It's none of your business. Leave me alone!" the man responded gruffly, ungrateful to Darren and his

companions for their help.

"Take it easy. You're supposed to be my senior brother. Look here!" This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Darren took out his own Starry Tower to show the man.

The man trembled all over upon seeing the Starry Tower. He struggled to stand up and bowed

respectfully to it.

"I apologize. I do not deserve to be your senior. I am just an ordinary disciple of the Starry Sword Sect.

It is nice to meet you, senior brother. Thank you for saving me." The man cupped his hands toward

Darren respectfully.

"You don't have to be so polite to me. Although Lord Starry Sword has accepted me as a disciple, I

haven't formally joined the sect," Darren said.

"Oh." The young man nodded. "I didn't expect to meet one of Lord Starry Sword's disciples here. By the

way, why are you here in the Tussle Region?"

"It's a long story. I will tell you later. There are many things I need to ask you about as well. Now can

you tell me why you got hurt?"

"Alas, we were ordered to kill a beast with divine pattern fragments, but the beast is far too strong.

More than ten of us have been killed by it, and Miss Freda is off fighting with it right now," the young

man said with a bitter smile.

"Show us where it is."

"I will take you to it! Please help us, senior brother!"

Without any more words, Darren took off with the young man.

Soon, Darren and his companions found themselves in a space that was completely decimated.

Everything was in shambles, and the smell of rot and ruin pervaded the air. A beast covered in rods of

lightning was chasing after a young girl. She looked exhausted and out of breath, as if she were about

to pass out.

"Howl!"

With a loud roar, the beast pounced on the girl. The girl had nowhere else to run and no place to hide,

so she faced the beast head on with her sword.

A fierce sword intent shot towards the beast. However, it only left a scratch on the beast's body. It did

not stop it from moving.

Without any hesitation, Darren swiftly dashed toward the girl.

He stopped in front of her and thrust his palm toward the beast.

The black god's power and the dark gold god's power gushed out.

The beast was caught off guard. However, while the blast knocked it away, it was not wounded.

"What a powerful defense!" Darren said, frowning.

He estimated that even a cultivator at the top level of the Star God Realm would be unable to kill it right

away.

The beast immediately got up from the ground and rushed toward Darren. It had a new target now.

"Be careful, Darren!"

Lindsay shouted worriedly from a distance. She didn't want Darren to die.

Whoosh!

As she screamed, the little dragon in her arms also flew out.

"Oh, no! Please come back!" Lindsay shouted, stamping her foot. However, the little dragon had landed

on the beast.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The tendrils of lightning wrapped around the little dragon, but it could not seem to hurt him.

Instead, the little dragon seemed to swallow up the thunder and lightning instead.

"Wow!"

The little dragon cried out happily.

What happened next shocked everyone.

The little dragon transformed by Duke unexpectedly went into the body of the fierce beast. Thirty

seconds later, only a skeleton was left behind. The beast's flesh and blood were swallowed by the little

dragon.

When he finally crawled out of the skeleton, he was several times bigger than he was before. He was

now as thick as a man's arm.

"Brilliant!"

"Wow, he's so powerful! I can't believe my eyes!"

"So this is a Primeval Python Dragon? I really underestimated him before!"

the onlookers exclaimed in amazement.

Darren landed beside the girl and pulled her up by her hand.

"Are you all right?" Darren asked lightly.

"I'm fine. Who are you?" the girl asked coldly.

"I'm supposed to be your future junior fellow apprentice," Darren said, showing her the Starry Tower.

"Oh!" The girl was surprised. "You are a disciple of the Lord Starry Sword. My name is Freda You.

Please accept my greetings!" She bowed to Darren respectfully.

Darren laughed. "I just told you that I haven't officially joined the sect. You don't have to do that."

"Uh..." Freda You was speechless for a moment. She nodded absentmindedly as her eyes turned

toward the beast's remains. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She flew over and picked something up.

"This is a divine pattern fragment. It's your fellow who killed the beast. It's yours."

In spite of her words, Darren could see both eagerness and reluctance in her eyes. He shook his head

and gave her a smile.

"Keep it. You guys came all the way here and have sacrificed so much for it. It's yours. I won't take it."

Freda You was a little stunned. "Are you sure about it? This is a level-four divine pattern fragment!"

Upon hearing her words, some of Darren's fellows from behind were moved.

The divine pattern fragment was extremely rare and precious. Even a level-three divine pattern

fragment was enough to drive people crazy. A level-four divine pattern fragment was truly remarkable.

It was enough to arouse the interest of a cultivator at the Celestial God Realm.

However, Darren did not seem to be interested in it. They all waited for his reply.