The City of Nagadako
Garon and the rest walked out slowly from the white light that shot up into the sky from the crater. They had not recovered from the long-distance dizziness from the teleportation.
They could vaguely hear the melodious sound of a violin from afar.
The clear and pure sound of a violin accompanied by the heavy and booming voices of countless people drifted over from the distant sky and hovered over the entire city.
Garon looked up at the city sky. There was a huge blue disc stage hovering over there. Countless floating spectator stands were floating around the stage. There were thousands of spectators watching, and the beautiful sound of a violin was still coming out from the center of the stage.
"Passengers who have arrived, please leave the teleportation point as soon as possible," the electronic voice sounded around them.
Garon and the rest followed the people out of the crater. Like them, the sparse guests around them were mostly looking up at the disc in the sky. The blue disc stage with a halo of light attracted almost all the guests who came to the City of Nagadako immediately.
At the exit of the elevator, a display screen showed the promotional content.
'The famous violin queen, Lady Annie Victoria, is performing on stage to celebrate the Energy Machinist Ranking Competition.'
"This place is so prosperous."
It was Tesna's first time out of the planet. She felt that everything was new and strange. She stared blankly at the toilet teleportation point beside her. "They even have to teleport to the toilet. How extravagant!"
In the Blackboard Region, only the higher-ups were qualified to enjoy the teleportation. Here, they even had to use the toilet …
It was Kling and the rest's first time here. They were also like country bumpkins who had just entered the city. They did not know anything, but they could not help but want to take a few more glances and figure out what these things were for.
People came and went around them. It was bustling and noisy.
Suddenly, a group of people walked out of the elevator at another teleportation point in the distance. They were dressed in green uniforms. The men were strong and the women were beautiful. They all wore green shield-shaped badges on their bodies.
"Two-Headed Snake's people."
Someone nearby muttered softly.
Garon heard it. He did not care about Kling, Baylon and the rest. Turing would help him greet them.
However, his gaze was fixed on the group of Energy Machinists in green who walked out from the opposite side. This group of people had someone to clear the way for them to avoid any conflicts with the people around them. Just like celebrities, many young people ran out of nowhere and rushed up to ask for photos and autographs.
Garon and the others were pushed to the periphery of the crowd by the security guards, leaving enough space for this group of people to leave first.
Separated from the crowd and the security guards, Garon quickly searched for the corresponding information in the imprint.
Double-headed Snake — a medium-sized Energy Machinery Sect. There would definitely be a Level Eight Guardian and at least five Non-Falling Elders.
There was a Non-Falling Level who was leading the team to participate in the competition among the group of people in front of him. All the participants who came were Inherited Level disciples, regardless of gender.
"As expected of a medium-sized sect," Garon praised inwardly.
Compared to this group of people, and then looking at his own group, Kling, Baylon, and the others were no different from ordinary people without Mechs, and White Winter was just a fledgling, a Level One Energy Machinist could not do anything. He and Turing had concealed their auras, so they were just ordinary people.
Suddenly, Garon's eyes narrowed. He actually sensed a familiar aura among the Twin-headed Snake's group.
"Hmm? This aura? "He suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong, brother?" Baylon had been paying attention to Garon all the time. When she saw him frown, she immediately asked immediately.
"Nothing, let's go. Do you want to go back to my place first and settle down before you think about it?" Garon asked in return. When they arrived at this place, he knew that Kling and the others had Red Moon's arrangements, so it was very likely that they would move freely. At this time, although Red Moon was severely injured, it could still occasionally wake up to send messages to the teleportation point. After all, it had already obtained a part to supplement it, and was no longer just a core like before.
It was just as he had expected. Kling scratched his head embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry, brother. We still have some personal matters to deal with, so we have to stay here for a while."
"Where's Lonnie?" Garon looked at Baylon.
"I'm sorry … Brother, this is for you!" Baylon lowered her head awkwardly. Suddenly, she stuffed a small and delicate thing into Garon's palm.
"Alright then," Garon smiled. However, his face was already quite fierce, so he looked scarier when he smiled than when he cried. He looked at the small black ring in his hand. It was obviously a space ring.
"I'll ask Turing to bring you here to deal with some matters. How about that?"
"Hehe, thank you, brother!" Kling immediately smiled to please him.
Suddenly, Red Moon's voice was heard.
"Ask him to help. Go to the Bronze Hall!" As soon as the voice was heard, it lowered and disappeared. Obviously, Red Moon could not sustain a long conversation.
"Bronze Hall?" Kling and Baylon were stunned and looked at each other. Garon had not practiced the training method that Red Moon had given him, so he did not hear this voice at all. Only the three of them heard it.
They quickly told him the place.
Garon frowned when he heard it.
"Bronze Hall?" He knew this place. It was one of the lairs of the Lord of Naga. It was an important place to store the bronze crystal. During this sensitive period, when he could not expose his strength, it would be very difficult to do this.
"I can't help you enter directly, but I can help you apply for a visitor's permit." He knew that Kling and the others would soon meet their first and greatest opponent, the Non-Falling Level Demon King, Shawentte.
In the process of their futile attempt to retrieve a part of Red Moon from the Bronze Hall, they might experience many dangers and tribulations, but this was what they had to do.
"That's enough! Thank you, brother! "Baylon immediately said gratefully.
"No problem," Garon called Turing over and asked him to give the order to the sect. It was still possible to use connections to get a visitor's permit. This could be done as long as one had money.
After everything was settled and the contact details were arranged, Garon finally parted ways with Kling and the others.
With his only disciple, Tesna, by his side, Garon took a taxi to another teleportation to the Chixue Sect.
"Teacher, where are we going now?" Tesna asked softly.
"To meet two friends."
Garon answered softly.
"Friends?" Tesna felt that the whole journey was like a dream. As expected, she did not understand the world of Energy Machinists and pilots. However, as someone with a more rash personality, her principle was that as long as she believed in someone, she would believe in everything about him. Just like now, she absolutely believed in Garon and believed that he would not harm her.
The taxi driver chatted with Garon along the way and seemed to be very talkative. However, this was normal. With a pure young girl like Tesna sitting there, most men would appear to be talkative.
"I heard that this year's competition will be held in Naga?" Garon suddenly changed the topic and talked about this important matter.
"Yes, there will be a competition every once in a while to distribute the sect's resources. This is the most high-end competition for Energy Machinists. Now, the flow of people is many times more than usual. Our business is also much better. Tourists and Energy Machinists from all over the world want to come and watch the fun. Almost most of the elite Energy Machinists will come. After all, they can observe other people's styles and methods, which is good for broadening their horizons. Of course, it has no effect on ordinary people like us, "the driver said with a smile.
"Is that so?"
"I heard that in this year's competition, the old mayor will also appear and speak. I don't know if it's true."
Garon nodded and said no more. He knew who this old mayor was talking about. In the eyes of ordinary people, this old mayor was just a leader and the highest leader. However, as an Energy Machinist, he was the Holy Lord who maintained all order in Naga — Backlight Holy Lord. He was one of the three most powerful Holy Lords among Energy Machinists.
Not long after, the car stopped at the entrance of a bar.
Two people who looked a little cold waited outside and nodded slightly at Garon.
Rolling down the window, Garon gestured for Tesna to get out of the car.
"Follow them. They will send you to find a place to settle down first. I will be there soon."
"Okay," Tesna nodded quickly. After getting out of the car, the two of them spoke a few words in private and then left.
Garon watched as Tesna was taken away by Scarlet Snow's people. Once again, he asked the driver to drive and softly said a location.
"Before the prologue begins, I should at least settle all the trivial matters." He recalled that it had been a long time since he last met his two friends. His mood improved slightly.
*****
In another grayish-brown coffee shop.
Accord leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window of the private room and looked at the crowded crowd outside. He was a little lost in thought.
Everything in the private room was brown. The sofa, tables, chairs, wall lamps, wall coverings, and the projection ball that was floating and rotating slowly above his head.
Accord's outfit made him look no different from an ordinary person who had some money. It was inconspicuous. To him, it was best to put aside his identity and status when meeting with friends. If he still talked about these when meeting with real friends, then what was the difference between it and a normal gathering of friends? It was nothing more than comparing and making connections with social resources. With his current identity and status, how could he not need these? There were too many such gatherings, so much so that he was annoyed.
Beep beep, beep beep.
The Energy Machine Imprint rang again.
Accord glanced at it. It was a call from the sect. It was probably asking him about the trivial matters that bothered him. He simply turned off the call and let it keep flashing.
He opened the contact column in the friends column. He clicked on Garon's name.
"Hello, where are you?"
"Outside the door."
Ka-chak.
The room door opened.
Garon walked in wearing a white robe. His clothes looked a little unique, giving off the feeling of a religious person.
Their eyes met and immediately saw obvious changes in each other's body.
Garon looked colder and stronger.
On the other hand, Accord was no longer as ordinary as before. Although he was not considered handsome, there was an inexplicable confidence and sharpness emanating from him. His originally messy hair and slightly tanned skin had naturally become more lustrous.
The glasses he wore had also been changed to a more beautiful style, giving off a gentle and refined feeling.
"Still as skinny as before!" Garon smiled and patted Accord's shoulder hard.
"You're stronger than before …" Accord was speechless.
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