Nobilis of War

Chapter 1522 Loss Of Consciousness

The fine streaks of law danced like living creatures.

The Rule Soul Avatar concentrated his Spirit Power with all his strength and observed them moving

around.

Wisps of new Law of Witcher Poison seemed to appear out of nowhere, their origins untraceable.

The poison began gradually spreading through his blood, amplifying his pain.

His eyes sparkled with silvery light which poured into his veins, trying to locate the source of the poison

and stop it.

But he failed. The poison spread quicker than he could catch up to it, making it more difficult for him to

maintain his silvery eyes state.

Several hours later, the poison had overtaken his body. He was in extreme pain and was unable to

move.

A long while later, black-robed figures suddenly appeared and landed beside the Rule Soul Avatar and

Darren.

"He's been poisoned as well."

"We must cure his poison first, or we won't be able to cut off the soul contact between him and Darren."

The Twelve Great Witchers had been searching a long time but they had finally located Darren and the

Rule Soul Avatar.

The north wind howled and turned the heaven and earth a dark yellow. The Twelve Great Witchers

surrounded the Rule Soul Avatar and paid no mind to Darren.

The obscure chant floated across the airwaves in this desolate ancient world and wisps of light

scattered across the Rule Soul Avatar's body.

"It's been too long. The poisoning has advanced greatly and Darren is dying."

Getting rid of the poison of ancient witchers with their Witcher Power was very difficult for the Twelve

Great Witchers. Several months passed and still the Rule Soul Avatar hadn't been cured.

After enduring torture for so long, Darren was on the verge of death.

If he died now, the Rule Soul Avatar would dissipate as well. The Twelve Great Witchers did not want

this to happen.

They had to at least keep him alive for now. So, they were forced to make an effort to save him.

"Go keep Darren alive," the leader of the Twelve Great Witchers ordered one of the others.

"Yes, sir."

The Great Witcher landed beside Darren and released his Witcher Power and unique life energy into

his body.

Darren trembled unstoppably. His long lost consciousness finally showed signs of recovery. However,

no one could see these signs, not even the Great Witcher.

'Am I alive or dead? What is this?' Darren wondered to himself.

Such a question occurred to him naturally, as it would to any being with a mind of its own.

His consciousness was so weak that it was basically negligible and so he could not clearly feel the

intense pain he should have been in.

With the Great Witcher's treatment, his consciousness was slowly gaining more and more strength and

his aura of life was recovering as well. However, with all this, the unbearable pain invaded his mind

once more.

'Arrrrggh!' Darren screamed within, unable to take it anymore.

How could such an excruciating pain exist? It was too unbearable to take.

Darren's wisp of consciousness instinctively wanted to escape the extreme torture, but it was just a

wisp. Where could it escape to?

'Hmm,'

Darren sighed, thinking how wonderful it would be to die.

His consciousness suddenly began getting heavier and heavier. He felt as though he was falling really

fast.

'Thank God, sweet relief is here. Death is finally on its way.'

He fell faster and faster, so fast that it seemed he could hear the air whizzing right by him, like the

sound of a heavy wind blowing. The cold air poured into his consciousness, comforting him. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

'What's going on?'

His wisp of consciousness suddenly sensed that something was wrong. It seemed that perhaps he was

not dead, yet the pain had disappeared.

'Why? How? Have I been cured?'

His consciousness was too weak and faint to think too much or make any judgments.

It took a while, but eventually it had strengthened enough to allow him to regain his ability to observe

and analyze.

'Here... This is the mysterious space in my mind!'

He was absolutely shocked that his consciousness had actually come here.

This space had once been closed off. A long time ago, Darren had absorbed and stored a large

amount of talent, causing the space to crack and turn to a dark, dull void.

Here was where his consciousness had been falling—in this dark and dull void.

'This place is capable of isolating me from my body?'

He grasped that although this void existed in his mind, it was something very unique, and had no

connection with his body or soul.

This was why he felt no pain, not because the Great Witcher had cured him.

He had the sudden urge to drop to his knees and collapse into tears and weeping. He felt he would

rather die than go through that sort of pain again.

But on second thought, he realized it didn't work that way.

He was currently in a state of consciousness and could dissipate at will. He could only stay in the dark

void if he pulled his soul in.

The soul needed to be pulled by consciousness.

Darren was left with a dilemma. His consciousness leaving the dark void meant suffering that pain

again. Even if it would not take long, he was unequivocally unwilling to go.

In the outside world

"Damn it! Darren has lost consciousness. Seems like he is going to die."

It had taken a lot of treatment to get Darren's aura of life to grow only a little, but his consciousness had

completely vanished.

The Great Witcher treating Darren began to panic.

Hearing his words, the other eleven rushed over to check Darren's condition themselves. Upon their

own examination, they all fell into a panic as well. It was as he had said. Darren had lost all traces of

consciousness. This was a sure sign of death.

"We must try our best to save him!"

The Twelve Great Witchers were now a little regretful of their actions. They should have treated him

earlier, even if only a bit. That way his avatar would not have fought back or taken him and fled. Things

would have then gone much smoother.

It was not looking good. They couldn't let Darren die, but they weren't too optimistic of succeeding in

that either.

The Twelve Great Witchers gave all their strength to try and rid Darren of the poison.

Meanwhile, the Rule Soul Avatar had already recovered his own consciousness after being treated, but

he intentionally did not reveal it.

The poison in his body had decreased significantly, allowing him to regain the ability to think and think

clearly.

A streak of silvery light silently lit up in the Rule Soul Avatar's eyes.

This time, however, he didn't use the silvery light to explore the poison, but sent it into his soul instead.

He was already in so much pain that it didn't matter if his soul was pierced through.

In fact, the pain from the poison was so overwhelming, that he didn't even feel the silvery light piercing

through his soul.

It then took a trace of his soul and flew out, back into his veins.

'I see!'

Now the Rule Soul Avatar saw everything clearly. Through the wisp of soul on the silvery light, the law

silk threads of the poison were magnified infinitely.

It was as if he had been shrunk down so tiny that he was able to see the bacteria itself.

The complete structure of the Law of Witcher Poison was revealed to him. It appeared to be black

metal chains that looked very much like waves of water.

They were being produced right before his eyes.

The Rule Soul Avatar observed and saw millions of Laws of Witcher Poison emerging from an

infinitesimally small hole.

It was no wonder he had not been able to see it before. The hole was a million times smaller than the

actual Law of Witcher Poison, so how was he supposed to see it clearly?

The Rule Soul Avatar split off a microscopic wisp of silvery light, carrying a tiny trace of his soul, and

launched it into the hole.

He tried several times but failed over and over as the hole was closing too fast.

But of course he would not give up so easily. He continued splitting the silvery light and the soul. After

thousands of tries, against all odds, a tiny wisp of silvery light finally managed to carry his soul into the

small hole.