The roof slowly parted on its own, revealing the blue sky above. In the sky, three silhouettes floated quietly, looking down at the crowd below. Any one of the three was unscrupulously emitting the most terrifying and profound aura. It was an aura that was as bottomless as a black hole.
"Three Perpetual Motioners!!??" Yuko's expression suddenly became extremely unpleasant.
Not only her, but the rest of the Alliance's Emissaries also had a change in expression, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Garon stood up and looked up at Carthage who was floating in the sky.
Perhaps he should be called Chinande now. He did not expect Carthage to suddenly appear at this time. Garon tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart as he spoke in a calm and mocking tone.
"The famous Light of Justice Perpetual Motioner Holy Lord has personally arrived. I am Garon of the Scarlet Snow Sect. I apologize for not coming out to welcome you."
His current identity was Jeros, not the former Garen and Nonosiva. Traces of the evil aura that he had left behind started to dissipate.
"Nonosiva, you have violated the sect's rules." Chinande was still unusually cold, even colder than before. Even his voice was almost monotonous.
Garon's face under the helmet froze slightly. He raised his head and his eyes under the helmet met with Chinande's white eyes. Neither of them flinched as they stared straight at each other.
Even if his strength was not as good as his opponent, Garon still had no intention of backing down.
He had inherited the will of all the ancestors of the Chixue Sect and was destined to become the strongest person in the world! If he did not even dare to face this Level Ten Perpetual Motioner in front of him, how could he face those Regent Levels in the future?
Boom!!
A formless Light of the Soul flowed through Garon's eyes and into the depths of his soul. The huge pressure that was like a heavy hammer smashed into his eyes, causing his vision to become blurry.
However, he still tried hard to keep his eyes open.
It wasn't just him. At this very moment, everyone else present was fiercely shaken by this Light of the Soul. The air froze, and everyone was like insects trapped in amber, suppressed and confined by the tremendous and boundless force field waves.
The difference between force fields was just that cruel. If you were stronger than others and your force field suppressed them, they wouldn't even have the ability to retaliate.
"This is the Chixue Sect. As the Sect Master, my words are the rules!" Garon could no longer see anything clearly. He did not expect Chinande's strength to be so terrifying. Just the force field suppression alone was enough to make him, who was comparable to a Level-10, breathless. However, his dignity as a Secret Technique practitioner did not allow him to compromise or retreat.
Even though he couldn't see, he still used his greatest strength to muster his voice and transmit it out loud.
At this time and place, he was not only representing himself, but also the many Scarlet Snow Grand Masters who had sacrificed themselves for him! If he had sacrificed so many Soul Seeds just so that he could be easily defeated at this moment, what right did he have to become the strongest in Scarlet Snow?! What right did he have to reach the peak of Secret Technique Adepts!
The sound waves reverberated in the space between Garon and Chinande, jolting the Level-nine people who were confined to the side.
Boom!!
A terrifying and boundless pressure descended from the sky and concentrated on Garon's body.
The white robe on his body was fluttering wildly. The golden helmet was still as cold and hard as before, blocking anyone's sight that wanted to peek inside the helmet.
The darkness that represented the face looked up at Chinande without any signs of wavering. However, inside the helmet, Garen's entire body was gradually showing cracks that resembled broken porcelain.
"Jeros has actually entered Level Ten. However, there's still a gap between Level Ten, Captain!" The red-haired little girl said softly. "Why don't we just kill these people here and be done with it? Hehe, the Federation of Energy Machinists can't even take care of itself now anyway. "
"I think it's fine. It's just the destruction of a small sect and a few so-called emissaries. It's not a big deal to kill them. Now that the plan is almost out in the open, is there still a need to hide?" The white-haired man on the side tugged at his hair and agreed.
Chinande was silent and did not speak.
*****
The wind howled. More and more people on the ground around them realized that something was wrong. A large number of people from Chixue Sect walked out of their residences and looked at the three figures floating in the sky.
Alice and Aloran walked out of their residences and looked up at the sky. Instantly, their faces revealed a hint of shock.
"That's … the Light of Justice?!" Alice grabbed her long hair to prevent it from being blown around by the wind. "That face … it looks like Big Senior Brother Carthage …"
She noticed that Chinande's hand was slowly grabbing the hilt of the sword at his waist.
An indescribable sense of fear surged into her heart. Alice looked at Aloran who was flying in the distance and saw that her face was also filled with shock and fear.
Not only them, but also the people who walked out from the crowd around them. Everyone had the same fear on their faces.
This was not their own fear. It was the fear of the entire Chixue Star!!
"The Light of Justice … Is he trying to destroy the entire Chixue Star?!" An unbelievable and horrifying thought suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart. Alice felt that her throat seemed to have difficulty breathing.
That huge airflow seemed to have an invisible magic. It was surging in front of her, but she could not breathe at all.
"This is … Planet Confinement!!??" An ability that she had only seen in the Foundation Building appeared in Alice's mind.
She was not the only one. Everyone around her felt that it was difficult to breathe. Even some creatures who did not need to breathe at all felt this indescribable sense of suffocation.
At this moment, everyone on Chixue Star felt that their breathing was almost suppressed. Their bodies were getting weaker and weaker.
Traces of Death Qi began to spread throughout the entire planet. Some of the fragile insects and small animals in the jungle were the first to die from suffocation. Then, it was the slightly larger marine creatures and fishes.
Every moment, millions of lives were being lost.
"Chinande!!"
Suddenly, apart from Garon, another Level Ten aura erupted.
The four eyes of the Two-faced Man that had been tightly shut suddenly opened. A strange and cruel aura spread out violently with him as the center.
Wherever the aura passed, the ground turned golden. In an instant, with the Two-faced Man as the center, everything within a radius of a few thousand meters turned into a sea of gold.
Countless pieces of glittering gold melted slowly and flowed. The banquet hall turned into gold silently and melted as well. Everyone present was suspended in mid-air. They were enveloped and protected by this golden aura, resisting Chinande in the sky.
With the crowd as the center, all the gold around them melted into liquid. It began to revolve around everyone and formed a huge golden whirlpool turntable.
Looking down from above, the entire floor of the courtroom had completely turned into a huge golden whirlpool. It was a spectacular sight as it rotated slowly.
The Two-faced Man's male and female faces let out a strange cackle.
"Are you trying to obliterate me? As the Messenger of Justice, the Light of Justice, how can you do such a cruel thing? Are you trying to massacre the entire planet?! "
The rotation of the gold shook the power of the Planet Confinement. It slowly dispersed and relaxed.
Garon stood behind the Two-faced Man without saying a word. After the pressure was removed, he allowed the Two-faced Man to fight Chinande head-on.
Chinande's hand that was holding the hilt of his sword slowly loosened. His stiff eyeballs looked at the Two-faced Man below him quietly.
"A Holy Son?"
"A Level Ten Holy Son … This is a little troublesome …" The two people behind Chinande were surprised.
A Holy Son mainly referred to the descendants of the Holy Son. They were usually direct relatives. Only the second generation of the Holy Son would be called a Holy Son. This kind of powerhouse was usually much stronger than an ordinary powerhouse. If they entered Level Ten, their bloodline would be stacked and they would be even more terrifying. Aside from their combat ability, their survival ability was definitely the number one. They would have all kinds of Holy Lord-level escape methods. In addition, a Level Ten Perpetual Motioner was already very difficult to kill.
Although the three of them were much stronger than their opponent, it was still a little troublesome to kill a Level Ten Holy Son … Once one of them escaped …
At this moment, the Two-faced Man below who had absorbed the Distorted Seed understood his relationship with Garon. Although he was a little upset, he still stood in front of Garon and blocked him firmly behind him.
The two groups of people, one above and one below, faced each other.
The wind whistled. The Planet Confinement had been removed. The entire space had returned to its original state.
"Chinande! Are you trying to rebel!!?? "The Two-faced Man shouted sternly. "Holy Lords can't easily fight each other. They can't easily use the ability to destroy planets. Have you forgotten all these rules!? "
Chinande's hand paused for a moment.
No one spoke again. Everyone could see that Chinande was hesitating. The appearance of a Level Ten Holy Son was a variable that he could not foresee.
However, only the Two-faced Man and the others knew that once they started fighting, other than the Two-faced Man, everyone else would die!!
Once Garon died, the Two-faced Man's strength would also fall back to its original state. He would also be killed by Chinande and the others.
In other words, once they started fighting, everyone on the scene would die!!
Time passed slowly. Everyone's gaze was focused on Chinande's hand that was holding the sword hilt.
His hand loosened slightly and finally put down gently.
Chinande's face was expressionless. It seemed that he had no intention of being defeated by his own decision.
"Let's go." He turned around and flew toward outer space.
As the right-hand man of the White King, it was not yet time for him to expose his identity.
"Tsk, I'll let you live a little longer!" The red-haired girl curled her lips in disdain and left as well.
The white-haired man sighed regretfully and followed closely. The three of them quickly disappeared outside the atmosphere of outer space. That terrifying oppressive airflow also slowly faded and dissipated.
Until the three of them completely disappeared without a trace.
Only then did the Two-faced Man lower his head weakly. His entire person looked exhausted. Yuko and the rest of the Level Nine people were also breathing heavily as if they had been pardoned. They did not need air at all. It was just that this was the fastest way to relax themselves.
Garon was still looking at the direction where Chinande and the other two had flown.
"As expected of the top powerhouse who could destroy almost all the Energy Machinists on his own back then! Even with the help of his subordinates, Chinande's strength is still unfathomable. "
Just wait, we'll meet again.
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The general trend had changed. Chinande, who should not have returned at this time, had actually returned …
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