Baylon's heart skipped a beat as she looked up.
A figure floating in the air came into view. It was a face that she had recalled countless times in her hatred.
"Chinande!!" Baylon's pupils shrunk as an indescribable fear coursed through her body.
However, the hatred in her memories rushed to her head as well, intertwining with the fear.
"Level Ten … Perpetual Motionless Holy Lord." Baylon gripped the white sword in her hand so tightly that the hilt was almost crushed.
Bam!!
Almost instantly, before she could react, Chinande's face was enlarged.
He did not use any technique. He simply used the Level Ten gravity that exceeded ten thousand times and she was instantly attracted to fly over. A punch.
Bam!
A huge gravitational force condensed on the white fist as it went straight for Baylon's head without any hesitation. Around the fist, the space in the universe seemed to be distorted and collapsed. Even the surrounding light gathered on the fist in an instant.
Pure killing intent was clearly emitted from Chinande's body.
Baylon looked at the fist coming towards her but she did not have any strength to resist. At this moment, time seemed to have slowed down due to her super-fast reaction speed. However, no matter how fast her reaction was, she could not resist the ten thousand times gravitational force.
Looking at the fist that was getting closer, Baylon seemed to hear the anxious shouts of Kling, Red Moon, and the others, as well as the angry roars of White Winter and the others. The roar of the Flying Ship's laser cannon was also heard.
However, it was all too late …
Chinande's appearance was unexpected. No one could have predicted that a Level Ten Holy Lord would personally make a move against ordinary people like them.
However, everything happened just like that. At this point, any struggle would be unnecessary.
"Am I … going to die?" She looked at the fist that distorted gravity approaching her in a daze. She was not afraid of death. She was just unwilling to accept that her growth was too slow. Although it was fast enough compared to ordinary people, it was still too far away from revenge.
Unknowingly, she closed her eyes and waited for death to come.
Bam!!!
The expected pain did not come. Not only was there no pain, there was not even the slightest sense of impact.
"Even if you're going to die, you have to pay the most painful price for your opponent. Have you forgotten everything I've taught you?" A deep male voice rang in Baylon's ears.
She opened her eyes abruptly and saw a tall and strong figure in a red robe standing in front of her, grabbing Chinande's right fist with one hand.
The massive white chill and the massive gravitational force from Chinande's entire body were fighting against each other in a frenzy.
"Brother … Brother …" Baylon's eyes widened as she stared at the figure in front of her in disbelief.
*****
Inside the airship
"Lonnie!!"
Kling's veins were bulging. He was about to open the cabin door and rush out when he suddenly froze.
"Hoo …"
Bai Dong clutched his wildly beating heart. The difference between life and death in that instant was simply too unbearable.
"I can't take it if this happens a few more times …" He took a deep puff of his cigarette, but his trembling hands betrayed his restlessness.
"Luckily, someone blocked it …" The green-haired man's face was pale. At that moment, the entire Flying Ship was dead silent. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. However, the sudden turn of events was something that even the battle-hardened veterans did not expect.
"Which Saint Lord was the one who saved her?" Kling quickly ran back and asked loudly.
"Let me see." The green-haired man quickly adjusted the image and enlarged it.
The magnified image stunned everyone in the room …
"This is … This …!" The cigarette in Bai Dong's hand fell to the ground.
"It's Nonosiva!!" Red Moon, who had just recovered, was the first to react. "How is that possible! I didn't sense anything!? "
"Nonosiva?" The green-haired man was slightly stunned.
Kling's expression was complicated.
"He's Lonnie's brother, her biological brother. Perhaps there's another name that you might know. "
"What?"
"Scarlet Snow Holy Lord …"
"Scarlet Snow Holy Lord Garon!?" The green-haired man's expression froze. This name once resounded throughout the entire human race. There was almost no pilot who did not know about this top genius among the Energy Machinists.
"All things … Wither …" At the same time, a cold and cruel voice came from the outside.
Countless crimson snowflakes slowly appeared in space and drifted down from above. Even the interior of the Flying Ship was no exception.
*****
Countless crimson snowflakes gathered in Garon's palm. The snowflakes spun in large numbers and emitted a terrifying chill. He slammed his palm towards Chinande's chest.
The Wither Force Field naturally spread out. The Level Ten Wither Force Field continuously absorbed all the energy in Chinande's body. This was an absolute force field that devoured the energy of all things.
Chinande raised his hand to block, but he had no strength at all. Most of his energy was absorbed just as he was about to activate it.
"You!!"
Bam!!!!
Both of their palms collided head-on.
A large number of snowflakes spread out like scarlet blood, spreading upwards along Chinande's body.
Garon's palm broke Chinande's arm without any hindrance and slammed into the middle of his chest.
Countless amounts of freezing energy spread upwards along Chinande's body. In an instant, his entire body was frozen into a pure white ice block.
An inexplicable look flashed through Garen's eyes. He pushed with one hand and allowed Chinande's frozen block of ice to fly backwards towards the distance.
The Impact Destruction Fist that he had not used for a long time was raised again.
"Ten times."
The violent energy instantly increased and expanded by ten times. A red halo that was dozens of meters wide exploded from Garon's hand.
The muscles all over his body swelled fiercely. Even through his clothes, one could see that his muscles had swelled to more than twice their normal size. The lines of muscles were like the thickest steel cables. They were more like black pythons that swam slowly all over Garon's body.
Barroom!!
He swung his fist. It was like a red thunder in the dark space, hitting Chinande's ice block hard.
Bam!!
The entire ice block was blasted and penetrated without any hindrance. It turned into countless red ice fragments and scattered.
"It's over …"
Garon looked at the shattered pieces of Chinande before turning around to look at Baylon.
This younger brother, or should he call her younger sister, whom he had not seen for more than a hundred years was already showing signs of age.
"Brother …" Baylon's eyes were filled with tears. It was unclear whether she was happy or sad.
"Thank you for your hard work …" Garon reached out and pinched Baylon's cheeks, revealing a gentle smile. Nono had never smiled at his younger siblings since he was young. This was the first time he smiled sincerely at Baylon.
Poof!
All of a sudden.
A slender white spear pierced through Garon's abdomen. It pierced through Garon's entire body from the back.
Blood splattered everywhere. It splattered onto Baylon's face, clothes, and body. She was stunned.
"Brother … Brother …!?"
Garon looked down at the spear in his abdomen in shock. The smile on his face froze just as it bloomed.
Everything was still …
The sun in the distance was blowing a huge wind of particles. The broken red ice crystals were still floating around. The Flying Ship's engine had just started.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. This spear had not only pierced through Garon's body, it had also pierced through the hope that Baylon had just obtained. And the hope of everyone in the Flying Ship.
Baylon stared blankly at Garon's pierced body. The joy and hope in her eyes turned into despair in an instant.
"No!!!!"
Her crazy and shrill voice was hysterical. It resounded through the entire sky.
Her voice was heard by all the witnesses present. Baylon's pain, despair, struggle, and anger were all felt by everyone.
Countless black tadpole-like words gushed out from Baylon's eyes and covered her entire body in a frenzy. Her voice of despair became faster and more numerous.
Garon reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch Baylon's face again. However, at this moment, he could not even do such a small action.
Boom!!!
His body directly exploded, turning into a rain of blood, splitting into pieces.
Behind him was a white figure floating high above. It was actually Chinande! He did not die!
Chinande's figure suddenly turned into a white-haired young man in a white robe. Even his eyebrows were white. He looked down coldly at the exploded Garon.
"I did not intend to kill you so early …" he muttered softly.
"Yes, I did not intend to kill you so early …" A gentle voice came from behind him.
Psst!!
White King was shocked and suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. A bloody palm instantly penetrated his abdomen and pierced through his entire body from the back.
"You!!" White King's entire body was confined. An absolute confinement force had completely controlled the strength of his entire body.
Poof!! His entire body turned into an illusion and burst like a soap bubble. Only a tall and strong man was left behind.
"Distortion power? This body is actually a distorted illusion?! " The man was Garon who was just killed. He was wearing a Scarlet Mourning Hall robe and was suspended in the sky. He was stunned.
With a swoosh, a white light penetrated him and exploded into a rain of blood. He exploded and scattered.
White King's figure appeared in another part of the sky. He stared coldly at the center of the rain of blood.
"Fate has been guiding me to the right path!"
"Then, did fate tell you that this path is wrong?"
Another Scarlet Mourning Hall shadow rushed out and engaged in close combat with White King. Both of their concepts were entangled, resisting, and annihilating each other.
Bam!
The shadow was blasted and exploded into a rain of blood again.
"It doesn't matter how many of you come!" White King's voice was cold.
"It really doesn't matter?"
Another red figure flew over.
More and more red figures appeared below. They were all people from Scarlet Mourning Hall in red robes.
In a trance, a large group of people floating in the Scarlet Mourning Hall all raised their heads and revealed their faces. There were more than a hundred people, and all of them had turned into Garen's fake smiling human face.
“！！！”
At this moment, not only was the White King stunned, even Berenc, Clint, and the others who were still in pain were stunned.
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