After all, the Behemoth Gate instigated the Great Senior Sister to kill the Second Senior Brother and the Great Elder. Back when the White Cloud Gate almost fell apart, they also played a big role.
If there was an additional layer of relationship, he still wouldn't be able to get over it.
Sitting on the plane, Garon sorted out all his relationships. He played with a small golden seal in his hand. This was the Antique of Tragedy that caused Felicity's bad luck. With his current power, getting it was just a matter of saying a word.
The seal itself was just a normal Antique of Tragedy, and it was drained in one go, giving him 4 reserve potential points. But since the Golden Sword Throne had become extremely slow, it was still a decent income.
Right now, his potential had already reached 15 points. Unfortunately, his body had reached its limit, and he couldn't use it anymore.
If he kept it in his hands, he would just play with it like a toy.
This time, the Behemoth Gate was almost done. No matter how strong Black Orchid was, she wouldn't stir up trouble in such a bad state. Although the country was in a precarious situation, with the help of the Nightmare Siren organization, even if something big happened, there was still a way out.
Now Celestial Circle Gate, White Cloud Gate, Siren. The three of them had almost formed an alliance, and their power had expanded to an extremely exaggerated level, almost becoming a multinational military force.
Even if they weren't aggressive enough, they were more than enough to protect themselves.
"Everything is ready. Perhaps this will be the final battle." Garen turned his face to the side and looked out of the window. There was a hint of anticipation and excitement in his heart.
Perhaps he himself did not understand why he was not worried about the upcoming conflict at all, but the sense of relief of being able to completely understand everything had gradually filled every vein in his body.
*****
Vroom …
In the spacious airport terminal, outside the glass window, a blue military plane with white stripes slowly lowered its body, landing steadily on the runway, and began to slow down.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, two men with unusual appearances stood by the window, looking at the landing plane through the glass.
Of the two men, one was dressed in a black suit and leather shoes, with a black tie and a long sword wrapped in black cloth in his hand. Her long hair draped over her shoulders and she wore a black eyepatch over her eyes. It was Andrela who had rushed over earlier.
The other person had a charming appearance and an enchanting figure. He wore a neutral white long-sleeved shirt and trousers, and his long hair was combed into a ponytail. If it weren't for his flat chest, no one would think that he was a man.
His whole body leaned on Andrela's shoulder, and his beautiful eyes lazily looked at the slowly decelerating plane.
"Garon is too slow, coming so late."
"He has more things to deal with than us. That's normal." Andrela replied calmly, "I'm the weakest among all of them. Perhaps this is my biggest trial. If I can overcome it, I'll definitely be able to improve further and reach the same level as you. "
"And then?" King of Nightmares played with his partner's hair with interest. "Only then can I take the initiative in bed? That's true. I'm always the one at the top. It's not bad to take a break occasionally. "
Andrela was speechless.
"Don't you have anything to do? Is it okay to stay here all day? "
"I've already made arrangements." King of Nightmares smiled, "Oh my, Palosa is here too."
Before he finished, from the crowd not far from them, an ordinary looking old man silently walked out. He looked like the old man who sold lunch boxes on the streets. He wore a long white robe that was gray and inconspicuous. He held a cane in his hand and limped over slowly.
Palosa walked slowly until he was about ten steps away from them and stopped. His eyes narrowed as he stared at King of Nightmares, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
"I'm not late, am I?"
"No, the last one will be here soon." King of Nightmares straightened his body, and a gold pocket watch appeared in his hand. He looked at the time. "3: 14 in the afternoon. The weather is suitable for going out to sea. We can leave today. "
"That's good."
Palosa walked to a row of seats at the side and sat down. Then he ignored everyone and closed his eyes to rest.
The three of them didn't speak for a while.
Most of the people in the airport weren't normal people. Those who came and went were either military officers, rich businessmen, or some even more powerful people. The number of people was sparse. From time to time, there were people who were escorted by a group of bodyguards hurriedly passing by.
King of Nightmares and the other two were the most inconspicuous ones. They had no guards, no bodyguards, not even a female companion. They were no different from normal civilians.
"There should be a lot of people going there this time, right?" Andrela asked King of Nightmares softly.
"It's not a lot, it's a lot. A certain group of people is determined to get the Heirloom. On one hand, we're curious. On the other hand, we're seeking revenge. There are also people who want to weaken the Confederation's strength. There should be a lot of elites going there. " King of Nightmares' face flashed with sarcasm, "I think many countries will send their elites there. That kind of Heirloom … If it's really that useful, to any person, organization, or country, it has unimaginable value and research value. No power would hold back and let it go. "
"That's true."
As the two of them were talking, a man with short purplish black hair and red eyes walked out from the entrance far away. He was wearing a black suit and a fluffy windbreaker. He looked like a general of a rich businessman. Beside him were two fully armed female soldiers in black military uniforms.
"They're here. Two female soldiers with them. This is the standard of a general. Tsk tsk. "King of Nightmares complimented.
"Since everyone's here, let's go. The ship has been arranged." Andrela said softly, "This time, those who want revenge, those who want to get the Heirloom, get the Heirloom. It's finally time to end everything. "
Palosa seemed to have felt something too. He opened his eyes and looked at Garon calmly. He stood up and walked to King of Nightmares and Andrela's side.
The three of them looked at Garon walking towards them.
*****
Thousands of nautical miles away from the Smoke Island, on a barren sea.
The deep blue sea was rolling. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a huge white ship was slowly moving towards the Smoke Island.
The ship was covered in steel armor. There was a sharp spike at the front of the ship. From time to time, one could see the navy in white hurriedly adjusting the direction of the ship.
At the front of the ship, a muscular man with white skin stepped on the railing and looked into the distance.
The man was wearing a white military uniform. There were two platinum epaulets on his shoulders. He was bare-chested. A large tuft of black hair was clearly visible on his chest.
"How long will it take to reach that island?" He asked with a toothpick in his mouth.
"We'll arrive at night. Probably … "A blonde female adjutant who looked very serious said hesitantly.
"Who are the people who came this time? Is there anything worth noting? "The man spat out the toothpick and asked.
"We've already confirmed the authenticity of the Heirloom. All the countries think that it's extremely valuable. There are no less than thirty forces involved. Among them, the ones worth noting are Pentastar Continent's King of the North Pole, Gialudo, God of Spear, Mar. Stonecliff Continent's White Peacock, King of Spear, Nikon. Then there's the Paper Clown, Weisman's Three Great Generals. And the rumored Immortal Palace. " The female adjutant finished and added, "There's a total of seven forces. However, we can't be sure who will join forces with each other. After all, without a strong psychokinesis, it's impossible to find the ruins. "
"Seven forces? That many? "The man stroked his beard." Looks like they're all powerful people … "
"That's true. These people who came are all the most powerful people in their respective countries and states. Because they don't usually interact with each other, they're all the strongest in their respective countries. But this time, basically all the elites in the world are gathered here. "The female adjutant said calmly." Those who dare to come to the island are all people who have absolute confidence in themselves. This is no longer a battle between one country and one state. "
"Isn't this even better?" The man smiled excitedly. "With so many delicious people gathered together, do we still have to fight among ourselves? There's a whole bunch of opponents! "
"General Miro, please be careful. These people are not to be trifled with. They're all people who can dominate a country or even a state. They're the best of the best among countless people. If it wasn't for the appearance of the Black Smoke Pot, there wouldn't be so many people. After all, communicating with the dead is a small matter. However, the possibility of transcending life and death and achieving immortality is a big matter! "The adjutant reminded helplessly.
"Don't worry, do I look like such a reckless person?" Miro chuckled.
*****
At the same time, far away on the coast of Fivestar Continent, Bolivia's port.
An enormous black cruise ship was slowly moving, spewing out a long white column of air that shot into the sky. The cruise ship was a few hundred meters long and wide. At the boarding gate, many passengers lined up neatly to board the ship.
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. This is an intercontinental exchange arranged by the company. It's just that it's a little longer than usual. "
A man in a white coat hugged his wife and kissed his daughter's little face with a gentle smile.
"Daddy, remember to bring toys for Yawen." The little girl was only five years old. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her skin was white and tender. She looked innocent and unusually cute.
"I'll definitely remember." The man pinched his daughter's face lovingly. "Alright, I'm leaving."
"Be careful on the road. Take a step back when you encounter trouble. Don't make enemies. Safety is the most important thing. " The wife reminded him worriedly. Her face was abnormally pale. Her beautiful face was like white jade porcelain, without a trace of blood.
She went forward and kissed her husband's lips gently. Then, she put on a white fox fur coat for him.
"I know, I know," the man replied. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
He walked onto the boarding board and squeezed into the crowd toward the ship. He looked back from time to time. His wife was holding his daughter's hand and waving at him from the shore.
"Let's go back!" he shouted.
His wife nodded vigorously. However, she had no intention of turning around.
The man looked at his wife's figure. For some reason, his eyes were suddenly wet.
"Aier … I won't let you die before me …" he muttered softly.
For a moment, a trace of incomparable determination flashed through his eyes. He turned and blended into the crowd. He strode toward the ship.
"I'll come back alive … I'm the Godly Spear Mal!"
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