Nobilis of War

Chapter 94 The Right Time (Part Two)

"Big deal! You think only you have an Omnipotent Talent Skill, right?" Michael sneered. Then Michael

released his vital energy as he reached a hand over his head. A moment later, thousands of palm-

shaped forces dropped from the sky.

"Myriad Palm Shadows! Attack!"

"Thunder Firing Blade Intent!"

Michael and Moore, two cultivators of the Wonder Realm, exerted their Omnipotent Talent Skills at the

same time.

In the face of the god-like forces coming together between Michael and Moore, the bystanders watched

with bulging eyes and breaths held in their chests.

"Gods bless us! Bless Master Michael to win this fight! Otherwise, we would die here today." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Many of disciples began praying to the gods for help.

"Get ready, Darren!" Wayne whispered to Darren. "This round will consume half of Moore's energy. It's

all about the timing."

Darren observed for a while and shook his head, speechless. Wayne didn't know what he meant by

that.

"What's that look? Opportunity knocks. Don't miss your chance, Darren!" Wayne said anxiously.

"No, it's not the right time yet. The force will throw me to the ground before I can get close. Then I will

have no chance to approach them." Darren calmly explained to Wayne. A choice made hastily would

only cost them everything. Darren told himself to be patient and keep calm while he waited for the right

moment.

"Okay, I trust your decision!" Wayne decided to put all of his trust in Darren when he saw the

determination sparkling in the young man's eyes.

Darren walked to Elsa and took out a rune paper from his pocket. He handed it to her and said, "Elsa,

this is what Mr. Wan gave to me as a gift. And now I want you to take it."

"No! I can't take this, Darren. It's Mr. Wan's gift for you, not me," Elsa said, refusing the rune paper.

When Wayne saw this, he drew Darren away and whispered, "Darren, I spent more than ten years on

this rune paper. The reason I gave it to you is that you may escape with it when you are in imminent

danger. You can put a hole in the earth with this rune paper and travel a thousand miles away in a

single flash. If you fail, this rune paper will save your life. It is your final lifeline! Why did you try to give it

to Elsa? What were you thinking? Listen to me carefully, Darren. We have placed all of our hopes and

the future of the Ilmen Sect on you. You are our savior. If you die, we will all be doomed. Will you still

insist on giving this rune paper to her?"

"Mr. Wan, if you were me, what would you do?" Darren replied. "Of course, I know this rune paper is

my only chance to survive should I fail. But how would you choose if you were the one standing in my

shoes? Would you choose yourself or the one you love?" When Wayne did not respond, Darren turned

and walked back to Elsa.

Darren's answer surprised Wayne. He looked at Darren's back and nodded with admiration. 'What a

good kid!' Wayne marveled to himself. 'I respect you, Darren.'

Darren stood beside Elsa and handed the rune paper to her. "Take this, Elsa. If I come into danger,

place a drop of your blood essence on the rune paper, and it will save my life. Do you understand?"

Darren knew that Elsa would never take the rune paper if he told her how the rune paper truly

functioned. He had to lie to her. If his life was in danger, he knew Elsa would immediately follow the

steps he told her to save him. Then the rune paper would take Elsa away to safety.

When Wayne heard what Darren told Elsa, tears almost escaped from his eyes. But he did not let them

show, for he did not want Darren's actions to be in vain.

At this time, the fight between Michael and Moore reached its pinnacle. The great blade thundered, and

the flames around it turned into balls of fire, falling like massive raindrops. Michael's palm-shaped

forces kept gathering, pushing back against the great blade. Below, the Ilmen Sect was a land on the

verge of falling into the underworld.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The shockwaves from the clashing Omnipotent Talent Skills made impacts against the Shield Dome,

which struggled to withstand their pressure. Despite the dome's protection, many of the disciples tried

desperately to hold it together, coughing up blood as their bodies suffered the energies of the Wonder

Realm cultivators above. The forces of the two skills were too mighty.

Michael and Moore were both thrown back by the impact of the latest collision. Both of them were now

experiencing severe injuries.

Michael saw Moore gasping for rest. There was not a moment to spare. This was his opportunity. He

activated his Myriad Palm Shadows again. In a flash, thousands of palms flew toward Moore.

"Fuck! You old bastard! Don't you know how close to death you will be after you exert this skill?" Moore

yelled at Michael with a shock and horror. He had never expected Michael would launch such an attack

now that both of their energies were so depleted.

But Moore had no choice but to counter Michael's attack. Otherwise, death was a foregone conclusion.

He jumped up and grasped the great blade in the sky. He held it there and waved it in a circular motion,

drawing its energies. Thousands of blade-shaped forces flew from it, targeting Michael's approaching

palms. Then Moore retreated at once.

"Good for you, Moore! You cunning guy! Fight against his Omnipotent Talent Skill with your

supernatural martial kill in order to save your energy to run away! Well done! It'll be easy to kill the old

bastard now," Simon marveled, nodding with giddiness.

"Now. The time has come." Darren murmured and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, bright

rays of light shot from his eyes and a rune paper appeared in his hand.