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Nobilis of War novel Chapter 273

Several grand warriors were troubled when they heard Baron. Were over seventy superior talents at risk?

"What happened?" several grand warriors asked in unison.

"Do you remember the man who focused on the Blood Refining skill and killed a lot of grand warriors hundreds of years ago?" Baron asked with a frown.

"Grand Blood Refiner! Didn't a senior suppress him?" The other grand warriors understood the danger at once. That man had left far too deep an impression on them.

Baron shook his head. "I have detected traces of the Blood Refining Sect before. I thought it might have been some underlings creating a disturbance on a small scale. I never suspected that the Grand Blood Refiner had been liberated. I was careless for not reporting this earlier," Baron explained.

"The Grand Blood Refiner would have been uncontrollable had he not been suppressed by the senior. It's good that his domain cracked when he ran away, as that means that his level decreased a lot. Those superior talents could kill him if they work together."

"It's not that simple. Don't forget there are countless treasures and Primitive Stones in the Raksa Sea. The Grand Blood Refiner's strength could be restored to its original level if he gets those treasures."

Several grand warriors grew worried upon hearing these words.

"If you are right, how did he enter the Raksa Sea? He is an old monster. He would have been torn apart by the altar because of his age," a grand warrior said with doubts.

"He is good at hiding himself. His avatar blood refining skill helps him to control others. He must have possessed some talent via his premium skill and wormed his way into the Raksa Sea. It is possible that he is hiding among the superior talents," Baron replied.

"You are probably right. Losing some Primitive Stones is a small matter of no great significance. However, our sin will be greater if he refines any of our superior talents. We have to find a way to inform them of the existence of the Grand Blood Refiner," another grand warrior suggested.

"Such being the case, we need to risk opening the altar again. Brian, use your voice transmitting arcane skill to advise the superior talents about the situation. Do also tell them that it is imperative that they work together to kill the evil cultivator! Perhaps if they're lucky enough, they will avert the catastrophe."

Brian nodded solemnly. The others had selected him for this assignment as he was the best at using the arcane skill to transmit his voice.

Immediately after, several grand warriors, who seemed to be a little weak and exhausted, triggered the altar again. Fortunately, this time, they only needed to create a crack to let Brian transmit his voice.

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On a desolate island in the Raksa Sea, everyone was exploring the area where they had descended. None of them dared to act rashly before acquainting themselves with their surroundings.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the sky as a black crack formed. In the next moment, a thundering voice was heard within the crack.

Everyone looked up at the sky, wondering what was happening.

"Superior talents, you have to be careful. Some evil cultivator, who focuses on blood refining, has infiltrated your group. You have to find him and kill him before he gets stronger. You must do this together, or else you will suffer serious consequences. Please find him quickly."

The crack closed, and the voice faded away.

Every superior talent on the island became nervous when they heard the voice. They looked at each other, trying to find someone they were not familiar with.

"It's him!" A talent in Darren's group saw a strange young man standing nearby. No one from the group had paid any attention to him earlier because they thought he came from another group.

"No, it's not me!"

"Kill him!"

A powerful youth, who ranked twentieth on the Talent Roll in Darren's group, rushed toward that man and delivered a palm attack on his chest that shattered his breast.

Even though their strength was greatly suppressed in the Raksa Sea, the youth still had a cultivation base at the Spirit Realm.

Eyes wide open, the strange youth died before he could say anything.

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