Amidst the rumbling of the water, Garon's voice was clearly transmitted into the other party's ears.
"True … identity …" Chinande repeated.
He was silent for a long time. Then, he squatted down again and ignored Garon.
"If you want to see, come and see for yourself." Finally, he pointed at his own forehead and slowly closed his eyes. He continued to hold the fishing rod and sat down again. He was as quiet as a statue.
Garen furrowed his brows.
Chinande's original record was not like this. He did not have such a personality in the past. However, it seemed that after a war with the Finite people, he turned into this strange appearance.
He had long been suspicious of how Chinande became the White King's King Star. It was all a mystery.
Until now, he only had one purpose in coming here, and that was revenge.
It was because of the Second Elder of Chixue Sect and the grudge that Chinande tried to control him. At this level, as a Regent Level, he would not encounter any accidents in such a short period of time when facing a Perpetual Motioner Level Chinande. Whether it was the White King or the recent movements of the Regent Level in the vicinity, Garon knew them like the back of his hand.
"Come and see for yourself?" Garon repeated.
Without hesitation, he strode forward and placed his hand gently on Chinande's forehead. The memory information was instantly connected. Countless memory fragments rushed into Chinande's mind.
Bam!!
In an instant, countless light, white light, exploded from the place where the two of them touched.
Garen's entire body was instantly submerged in countless white lights.
A sea of memories flashed past and finally stopped at a scene in space.
It was a floating metal palace. The White King retracted his hand from Chinande's forehead.
Beside him was the corpse of a white-robed man.
Garon looked carefully and was shocked to find that it was another Chinande.
"From today onwards, you are the new Light of Justice." The White King's voice came from beside his ear. The young White King still looked like a teenager with a gentle and pure smile on his face.
Garon looked at Chinande's body in his memory.
It was a ball of flesh that did not look like a human. A scarlet ball of flesh!
Boom!!
Amidst countless booms, the memories began to recede rapidly, and everything around him once again turned into rainbow-colored light.
Garon slowly retracted his hand and looked at Chinande. He had never thought that the so-called King Star was actually a man-made object created by the White King.
"In that case, the White King knew that I would come looking for you?" Garon asked softly.
"How many more times can you come out?" Chinande asked quietly.
Garon froze.
Indeed, other than himself, there was no one else in the world who knew his situation better than the White King.
He immediately understood what the White King meant.
Chinande was merely a man-made creation of his, so it did not matter if he gave it to him. This way, he could prevent him from going crazy if he couldn't find her.
It was just a deal.
Garon's eyes darted around as he stared at Chinande in front of him.
"Are you willing?" He asked a seemingly superfluous question.
After all, whether he was willing or not, Chinande could not go against the White King's orders.
Chinande opened his eyes.
"I'm just a man-made object, just a dog of His Majesty." His eyes were dry and lifeless.
A man-made object?
Garon suddenly felt that it was ridiculous. The enemy who had destroyed so many Energy Machinist sects and troubled him for so long was actually just a man-made object of the White King, and it seemed that he was already prepared to die.
Then why had he been improving himself so crazily all this while, searching for Chinande's traces everywhere? It was meaningless!
Anger surged in his heart for no reason, and Garon pressed his palm hard.
Boom!!
Blood splattered everywhere.
Chinande's head exploded instantly, and the area above his neck was completely empty. Blood and brain matter were instantly compressed into a ball, mixed with bones and flesh, and suspended in the middle of Garon's palm.
Chinande's corpse slowly tilted to one side, but he could still breathe. The strong vitality of the body showed that this body was indeed the body of a saint, and belonged to Chinande's true body.
Everything ended just like that.
Garon felt that it was completely unreal. Holding the blood and flesh bead that had been compressed to the size of a fingernail in his hand, he did not even look at Chinande's corpse. He turned around and leaped lightly, and his entire body soared into the sky. Countless pure white ice crystal wings bloomed behind him, layer upon layer, getting bigger and wider.
In just a few seconds, it almost covered the entire sky above the waterfall.
Countless crimson snowflakes fluttered and fell. The entire planet turned from summer to winter in just a few seconds.
The huge waterfall slowed down rapidly, slowly solidified, froze, and finally stopped moving completely. It turned into a beautiful ice sculpture.
Chinande's corpse was among them, fused into one by the frozen ice layer. A large amount of red snowflakes covered it, and quickly dyed the white ice waterfall into a light red color.
There was a muffled boom, and before everyone on the planet could react, the ice crystal wings in the sky disappeared instantly. Other than the cold red snow, there was no trace left.
The ice waterfall was beside Chinande's corpse.
The White King's figure slowly emerged. He squatted down, and placed his hand on the area where Chinande's corpse was covered.
"Sorry …" A sentence that only he could hear was said softly.
*****
Garon spread his wings and flew in the Negative Space. He could see the cracks of the Void Battleground around him from time to time. Since a few years ago, the cracks of the Void Battleground seemed to have increased in number.
His entire body was like a pure white bird, flapping his ice crystal wings that were almost half the size of a planet as he flew rapidly. He had no way to vent the frustration in his heart.
Indeed, he had no reason to attack anymore.
Chinande took the initiative to wait for him, and died without any resistance. What reason did he have to hurt innocent people?
The most powerful King Star, Chinande, was just a Perpetual Motioner to the White King. He was just a slightly stronger Perpetual Motioner. If he could quell the extreme revenge of a King Level, then what was so difficult about letting him commit suicide?
Hiss …
From a black crack in space, an extremely huge black snake head slowly peeked out. Its red sun-like eyes stared at Garon.
This was a Void Giant Snake that had been appearing more frequently recently. Most of the Void Giant Snakes' bodies were made up of space dust and various ordinary substances. They survived by constantly devouring high-energy objects, and each of them had at least the strength of a Non-Falling Level.
In recent years, there were more and more such wild animals.
Just as the Void Giant Snake was about to approach Garon, it seemed to have smelled an extremely dangerous aura. It quickly shrunk back and disappeared quickly.
After a few flashes, Garon stopped at the side of a small planet in the Negative Space.
The wings on his back were like two hands, directly tearing the Void in front of him, revealing a huge crack that allowed him to move forward.
The huge wings quickly shrunk back and returned to Garon's back. A white robe and a golden helmet appeared on his body once again.
Garon flew into the crack gently.
*****
Scarlet Snow Alliance, Scorching Sun Galaxy.
On this day, the entire galaxy was filled with red snowflakes at the same time.
A huge existence with pure white ice crystal wings on its back had descended. Every ordinary person in the galaxy could see the constantly flapping white transparent wings in the sky of the planet. That was the extension of the Alliance Master, the Crystal King's body.
The entire Scarlet Snow Alliance was able to maintain peace because of the Crystal King.
Floating in the middle of the galaxy, at the edge of the star, Garon displayed his most powerful and glorious strength to his heart's content. This was not just a simple display of strength, but before he left, he was telling those rascals that he was still here. He, the Crystal King, Garon, was still alive.
"This might be able to preserve the peace of the Scarlet Snow Alliance for hundreds of years. But this is the only way … After hundreds of years, I'm sure Kling and the rest would have grown. " Garon looked down at the four planets that were slowly orbiting the star. He had done everything he could. Chinande was dead, and his will and flesh had condensed into a pearl, which was now in his hand. The Scarlet Snow Alliance would become Kling's greatest support until he grew.
Under the protection of the humans, even if the White King regretted it now, it would be too late. The general trend was set.
Slowly retracting his wings, Garon swooped down and flew directly to one of the main planets.
Everything in front of him was magnified rapidly. As he flew past, the surface of the blue planet quickly expanded into a lake.
The green lake was surrounded by forests, and there was a tall white spire at the edge of the lake. On top of the spire stood Kling, Baylon, and the rest, as well as Double-Face and the other higher-ups.
All of them raised their heads, looking at the direction where Garon was flying from.
"Alliance Master!" "Sect Master!"
"Big Brother!"
A few different shouts were heard at the same time.
Garon slowed down slightly, and landed on the top of the spire. He stood firmly on both his feet, and only then did he look at Baylon. It had been many years since they last met, and Baylon's white hair was increasing. She was looking at him with concern.
"Big Brother …" Baylon took a step forward. "We rushed back immediately after receiving your message. Did something happen? "
In front of outsiders, she was the coldest and most ruthless murderous witch. However, in front of the people she cared about, she only had a cold expression. Even her expression was because her facial muscles had been stiff for a long time, and she no longer knew how to soften her expression.
"That's right! I'm having dinner with my daughter right now! They say that daughters are their fathers' lovers in their previous lives, and indeed … "Kling had the expression of a strange uncle who was savoring the aftertaste.
"Disgusting!" Nearby, White Winter looked at Kling with contempt. "You won't even let your own daughter go! You beast! "
"Hey, hey, I'm just close to my daughter. It's not what you think!" Kling's face darkened immediately. "White Winter, after not seeing you for so long, I think you're looking for a fight?!" He started rolling up his sleeves.
"You!" White Winter gave him the middle finger. His once gentle personality had completely changed. "Lonnie, let's fight with one hand!"
"Don't drag me into your quarrel!" Baylon glared at the two of them in annoyance, and they immediately fell silent. Clearly, her authority in the circle was growing day by day.
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