Nobilis of War

The fiend unleashed his soul right before Darren's eyes.

A mountain-like shadow exploded out, the oppressive aura from the soul making Darren's heart race uncontrollably.

"Ah!"

Darren growled and rushed straight at it. His claws pierced into the soul and tore off a large piece of it.

Bang!

The fiend's soul cracked and sent Darren flying back with an intense force, causing him to spit out blood as he soared through the air.

"Keep your soul under control! Watch it, don't allow me to get hurt," Darren barked.

The fiend was in extreme pain, his soul going crazy and flailing about wildly.

Darren's shouting forced his soul to calm down at least a little.

Darren released his god's power in secret to compress the piece of soul in his hand.

When he was done, it had been compressed into a fist-sized soul crystal. He put it into his Space Ring.

"Go on! Do it! Do you want me to die from this pain?" squealed the fiend.

"Don't worry, I'll get it done. I can't grab at the soul and tear it up randomly, or treating you, once we're out, may be too difficult."

Darren flew over and tore at his soul with his claws. An hour later, he had torn half of it off.

The fiend's real body was in such excruciating pain that he could do no more than roll around on the ground as if possessed. His strength had decreased with the breaking of his soul so that mission was successful.

If ripped just a little more, the Order Prison wouldn't be able to trap him anymore.

Darren was pretty satisfied with how things had gone. The soul crystals he had managed to collect were hundreds of kilograms in weight and of a good quality.

Darren continued tearing at the fiend's soul.

A quarter of an hour later,

the fiend's frightening screams of anguish broke through the darkness and he bulldozed out of the prison the moment he could, using all he had left in him.

Whoosh!

Darren leapt up and flew out with him, hot on his trail. They escaped the prison without difficulty or any hindrances.

Darren's eyes were met with the sight of the gloomy gray sky and the open black ground, stretching out before him. The fiend's body crashed to the ground, the remaining one tenth of his soul twisted and clinging to his body desperately. "Hurry! Treat me!" urged the fiend through his remaining spiritual sense.

"Try and relax, be patient." Darren was not in a hurry. He was not the Rule Soul Avatar, how was he supposed to heal the fiend's soul?

The pain was so great that the fiend feared his consciousness might slip away from him and perish. He waited a long time and Darren still took no action.

"You lied to me!" he screamed. His voice was hoarse and trembled, full of resentment.

"Patience," Darren said comfortingly. Darren stood still and thought to himself, 'Didn't you want to take my body before? This is what you get!'

"Go to hell!" the fiend growled.

He was on the verge of total collapse. He couldn't take it anymore and through his frustration, used what power he had left to him to attack Darren head on. "You overestimate yourself!" Darren warned.

Boom! Boom!

Darren released his god's power in retaliation. He was only at the top level of the Celestial God Realm, but his strength was actually comparable to the top level of the Superior God Realm. The fiend only had a tenth of his soul left. How much strength could he possibly have after being tortured for so long?

He had thought that even with his incomplete, decimated soul, he would still be able to kill Darren. However, that was based only on Darren's cultivation base; he didn't know how strong he really was. Darren used the supreme sword skill and the Blood Thirst blade skill to attack in quick succession.

The entire area rattled, black dust kicking up everywhere and swirling all around as lightning struck again and again.

"No!"

Bang!

The attack landed, but the fiend's defense was too strong and Darren could not break through it. But the fiend's remnant soul could not withstand the assault for too long and exploded in a massive burst.

"Assimilate! Evolve!"

Darren absorbed both his talent and Evolution Force.

The powerful fiend had been fooled and met his end at Darren's hands before he knew it.

Darren had collected a lot of soul crystals, but he was still ages away from having as many as the Rule Soul Avatar needed. He required one hundred thousand kilograms of soul crystals.

So far, Darren had only accumulated nine hundred kilograms. Needless to say, he still had a lot more to collect.

"It's a pity those worms have all run away. Killing them all would have given me enough soul crystals."

Darren had to get cracking on his mission and find his next target.

There were many choices as there were many races in the abyss.

only issue was going

to find them.

He searched for the next three months.

During this time, he had seen creatures from more than ten abyss races. However, he did not dare mess with any of them; they were either powerful individuals or had a powerful race backing them. One day, Darren came across a purple area where he found some creatures he could kill.

There was a large group of them and they were surprisingly cute and fluffy, like newborn chickens.

Hundreds of thousands of them seemed to be living in this purple land.

In Darren's experience, all the creatures in the abyss were evil. He wouldn't be fooled by their cute and cuddly appearance.

He had decided; these fluffy little things would be his target.

Whoosh!

Darren rushed out and swept the entire area with his sword strike. The majestic sword intent was enough to kill tens of thousands of such tiny things.

But then something unexpected happened.

His sword intent missed, going straight through them all like a blade trying to cut water.

It was only then that the little creatures noticed Darren.

Most of them stared at him curiously, sizing up this strange creature.

A group of those tiny things then pounced on Darren. It looked as if he was buried under a big furry mountain.

"What the hell is going on?"

Darren stomped the ground and pushed off it, dashing out to rid himself of the little creatures.

The little things all appeared totally fine, as if all Darren's strength meant nothing to them.

"How dare you try to hurt my children?"

grumbled a voice furiously and suddenly, loud enough to ring Darren's ears and make his head ache.

'Oh, no, no! My mistake!'

Darren now realized that they were no easy targets. He had chosen badly.

The sky darkened and a massive shadow fell over the entire area as an incomparably huge bird circled in the deep sky.

It was colossal in size, only slightly smaller than the Nether Dragon King.

Darren knew he could not take it on and so darted straight down into the ground. Escape was his only option right now.

He traveled underground for a long time, not stopping until he did not sense any dangerous aura.

"Keep running. Why have you stopped?"

the voice came from a mangy hen standing in front of him, blocking his way.

Darren was stunned and a chill ran down his back. Was this the same giant bird from a moment ago?

"You've offended me, Corissa, and yet you still want to escape? You are truly naive!" The hen kept chirping at him, but he had no idea what she meant.

Luckily for Darren, though, learning a new language was very easy. All he needed to do was secretly release a wisp of spiritual sense to steal the language mark from the creature. Darren stole the language silently and undetected.

"Calm down. Are those little ones out there your children? They're cute," Darren said nervously, trying to win some favor.

"Save it, you ugly thing. Did you seriously think you could just come in here and eat my children? You must have been unaware of how strong my rule skill is. You're in trouble now!"

"Ahem, there seems to be a misunderstanding. I thought they were cute and just wanted to play with them. By the way, if I may ask, how did you give birth to so many babies? Are they all yours?" Darren pretended to be ignorant, feeling that the hen's rule power was too much for him, much stronger than even the Rule Soul Avatar's!

Whoosh!

The hen was having none of it and responded with a white flame.

The flame whirred out of the hen's mouth, enveloping Darren entirely.

"Damn! That's hot!" Darren yelled and jumped around, trying to escape the heat and the flames as his skin was scorched and turned black and charred.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐