Nobilis of War

Chapter 1208 Jefferson Is In

Darren and the others finally arrived at Wilson's territory.

Unable to wait any longer, Jefferson turned to Darren and said, "Make a battle axe for me. Here are the

materials. If you fail me, I'll make sure you'll suffer. So, you better be careful."

Once Jefferson obtained the level-seven divine weapon, he would become the strongest among the

four major forces. This would give him the chance to rule the entire forest.

"Yes." Darren nodded his head respectfully. Then, he turned to Wilson and asked where the forging

room was.

"Does this mean you're going to start making the weapon now, Darren?"

"Of course I will. I'm working for Jefferson so I have to act fast."

"Of course! Come with me!" With that, Wilson led the way ahead.

He brought Darren to an underground weapons room. Inside, there were many furnaces. However,

they were cold and old. It seemed like they were abandoned for a long time.

"Sir, are you really going to make a weapon for Jefferson?"

"Of course not. I don't even know how to forge weapons," Darren admitted. He then paused before

saying, "Didn't I tell you just now that I'm going to kill him instead?"

"What?" A look of nervousness dawned on Wilson's face. He broke out in cold sweat as fear took a

hold on him. "Sir, please consider your choice carefully. His strength is far out of our league. He is in

the middle-level of the Star God Realm. If we act too rashly, we will surely die."

"Don't worry. I have a plan." Determination flowed through Darren's veins. His voice was firm and held

so much confidence. With that said, he sent Lindsay a message with his spiritual sense. The message

urged her to come to him immediately.

It didn't take long for her to arrive at the weapons room.

"What else do you want, Darren? I don't have time for your antics," Lindsay said.

"Where's the arrogant person I first met? Why are you being so timid now?" Darren smiled playfully at

her.

"Fuck off! Whatever it is you're implying, I'm not afraid of Jefferson. I just don't want to watch you die.

What do you think I will do if you die?" Lindsay looked away from him. There was a bitterness in her

voice as she said this.

Darren was stunned by her words. It took him a while to answer. He said, "It sounds weird that you're

worried about me. Let's just make this clear. We will never be together."

"What are you talking about? I already told you that I don't like you." She placed her hands on her hips

and continued, "Just tell me what you're planning to do."

"Very well then. All you have to do is to let Jefferson into your space. Then Saxon will suppress his

strength so that we can kill him." This was Darren's plan.

"You're such an idiot. I still have no control over my father's space. That means I can't just put people in

it at will," Lindsay said.

"So? We'll trick him into getting in then. That should be easy."

"And how will we trick him?"

"Just keep the entrance to your space open. I will find a way to trick him into going in."

Lindsay looked at Darren with a skeptical look on her face. However, she did what he told her to do and

opened the entrance to her space. She placed it in the forging room.

With the entrance ready, Darren took out the materials that Jefferson had given him.

Bang!

A great force smashed those fragments to the ground. Then, he released True Fire to burn some

pieces to ashes.

"Go tell Jefferson that I failed," Darren said to Wilson. Wilson flew out of the room at once.

Shortly after his departure, Jefferson rushed into the room. There was a furious scowl on his face as he

grabbed Darren's collar. He lifted him up from the ground.

"How dare you lie to me? You told me that you know how to make weapons!" Jefferson's eyes flashed

murderously.

"Please don't be so angry, sir. There was only a minor issue, but we got lucky in the end," Darren said,

reassuringly.

Jefferson then threw Darren down. "What do you mean?" he asked. "All my materials are destroyed.

What's lucky about that?"

"Sir, let me explain to you what happened. One of the fragments exploded during the casting process

because it was too powerful. It's the reason why I failed.

Upon closer inspection, the fragment is indeed a rare treasure. The energy that burst out of it was

absorbed by the other fragments. So now, we have the chance to cast the level-eight divine weapon

with them!" Darren spun his lies seamlessly.

"Is this true?" Despite his doubts, Jefferson's heart was still expectant. "Then what are you waiting for?

Hurry up and make it then. I'll watch you while you work. But if you fail again, I will cut off your head."

"That's not how it works, sir. You have to do it personally so that we can upgrade the materials."

"What? What the hell are you saying?" Jefferson glared coldly at Darren.

"These materials you've given me need to be forged inside my space where there is tremendous force.

However, I am not strong enough to do it. I will need your help to finish the task," Darren explained.

Jefferson glanced at Darren. Upon seeing that humble look on Darren's face, he finally believed his

words. With that, he agreed to help. Little did he know that Darren was only tricking him.

"Tell me what to do then."

"Just follow me, sir. Here's my forging space."

Darren pointed at the entrance that Lindsay had made. He even made a gesture of welcome.

However, Jefferson shrugged it off. His thoughts were all focused on the divine weapon. He didn't

question Darren anymore as he followed him through the entrance.

Finally, Darren had Jefferson trapped in the space.

"It's so easy." Darren sighed as he trailed after Jefferson into the space.

"Easy? Stop wasting my time. Just tell me what's next?"

"You're so stupid. Haha." Lindsay then flew over them. She looked at Jefferson, disdainfully.

"What? Who are you?" It was then that Jefferson finally realized something was wrong. He turned

around and slammed his palm towards Lindsay.

"Humph!" Lindsay already knew that he would try to attack. Fortunately, she had asked Saxon to

suppress Jefferson's power with reincarnation power as soon as Jefferson stepped foot into her space.

So, she wasn't afraid of him anymore.

His palm collided with a loud sound.

At this point, however, Lindsay had released a powerful force that would defend her from the blow.

This resulted into a loud blast.

The impact had flung Jefferson's body onto the rocky wall.

"My strength!" It was only then that he realized that something was suppressing his strength. At the

moment, his power was only equivalent to that of a warrior at the top-level of the Domain God Realm.

"Finally, I give you two choices. The first is to become my believer. The other is to die," Darren

announced. He was standing tall and proud as he looked at Jefferson. He exuded a kind of power and

skillfulness at that moment.

"You lowly human! You want me to surrender to you?" Jefferson gritted his teeth. His pride prevented

him from admitting defeat.

Before Darren could move, Wilson rushed in.

He stood before Jefferson and began beating him with his fists. It wasn't long before Jefferson was

badly injured and beaten into a bloody pulp.

"How dare you talk to our leader like that? You idiot!" Wilson kicked at Jefferson's legs without remorse.

The latter only continued to grit his teeth. He refused to show them his pain and agony. However, his Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

eyes remained dark and murderous.

"Wilson, I should have known. Why would you betray me like this?"

Upon seeing Wilson, Jefferson could feel his fury rising up and filling his entire body. He could feel

himself shaking and vomiting blood in anger. He remembered how Wilson was like a dog in his service.

He was humble and obedient. Who would have thought that Wilson would betray him like this?

Internally, Wilson was thrilled. He turned to Darren and said, "Sir, I believe that he will not surrender

that easily. I beg you to allow me to use the Soul Assimilating Bug on him."

The Soul Assimilating Bug was similar to the Immortal Assimilating Bug that Darren had seen in the

past. It could absorb one's God Character, while also causing pain on one's soul.

"You!"

Jefferson murmured. His lips trembled upon hearing Wilson's words.

He had experienced the pain of those Soul Assimilating Bugs. It was back when he was cultivating in

some illusion space. Even though thousands of years had already passed, he still shuddered at the

memory.

"Very well," Darren agreed.

"Jefferson, you bastard! I look forward to seeing you suffer!" A glint of excitement shone brightly in

Wilson's eyes as he looked at Jefferson.