Recalling Vanderman, Garon suspected that Vanderman didn't teach his son the knowledge of Luminarists because Acacia's IQ was too low …
The outside gradually quieted down. The sound of people and footsteps gradually disappeared. Only the occasional wolf howl could be heard from the forest.
The night was getting darker.
Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, Garon's heart gradually calmed down.
His restless heart gradually calmed down. Unknowingly, his thoughts drifted back to the past.
"Two years … In the previous world, I was able to reach the top. I don't believe that I can only accept my fate in this world!" He sat cross-legged, his eyes shining brightly in the night.
Recalling everything from the previous world, Sylphalan, Old Man Gregor, Andrela, King of Nightmares, Ying Er, uncle … Familiar faces kept appearing in front of his eyes.
Garon slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Hiss …
A gust of cool air entered his lungs, making him feel refreshed.
"Luminarists …"
He sat quietly on the bed, reorganizing his thoughts, carefully thinking of possible ways to enter the field of Luminarists.
"If it's really because of my IQ, then going straight to Vanderman will definitely cause problems. No one would believe that someone could suddenly become smart out of nowhere, and even have a lot of different personal habits, especially when Luminarists didn't look dumb. Then this is a pity, I'll temporarily deny it. "
He left Vanderman and continued to think.
"Next, I can only find other Luminarists. Self-study is definitely not a good idea, it's too much of a waste of time. Also, if I don't communicate with the outside world, I won't even know how I died. "He carefully recalled the scenes he saw, trying to find any other valuable scenes in this area.
The images were huge, so he had to quickly browse through them one by one.
Time passed by, second by second …
*****
The Secret Technique World
Garon and Sylphalan died under the nuclear bomb and the volcanic eruption. The Smoke Island completely swelled up, becoming the top of a huge volcano. It was called the Black Smoke Pot Volcano.
Of the world's elites who participated in the battle of the Smoke Island, only less than half managed to escape. Many of them were left with more or less residual effects.
In an instant, the entire world's martial arts strength declined.
Half a month after the volcanic eruption, the King of Nightmares entered the White Cloud Gate and joined forces with the Celestial Circle Gate to stabilize the martial arts situation in the South. They began to plan and arrange for everyone to board the ship and prepare to head east.
Because of the huge volcanic eruptions in the three continents, the volcanic ash mixed into the atmospheric circulation, causing the air quality of the three continents to deteriorate. The sky was dark, and the oceans were polluted. Plants and animals were also affected. Large amounts of poisonous substances were scattered and circulated to various parts of the world.
One year later …
The Celestial Circle Gate, the White Cloud Gate, and the Siren Organization each purchased a giant ship. Under the command of Andrela, they set off toward the east one after another.
At the same time, Garon's parents, sister, and uncle's family were all hypnotized by the King of Nightmares and brought onto the ship.
"Can you tell me how my brother died?" Ying Er asked Andrela, who was standing at the bow of the ship. Her long purple hair that reached her waist was tied up and fluttering in the wind. It looked slender and pure.
"Your brother …" Andrela was silent for a while. "He might be the strongest person in the world …"
"The strongest person in the world?!" Ying Er's eyes widened.
Andrela looked at the distant sea and slowly recalled everything about Garon. "On the path of martial arts, he had already reached an unimaginable peak. His spiritual power had already reached the realm of being one. "
"In the three years that he entered the path of martial arts, he had countless achievements. He defeated many top fighters in the world and stepped onto the peak of the strongest!" Andrela said lightly. "As his sister, you should be proud."
"Indeed." An enchanting female voice came from behind them. It was the King of Nightmares.
She had changed into an appearance that was exactly the same as Ying Er and walked over slowly. Although the appearance was the same, the temperament was completely different from Ying Er. There was no trace of purity.
"Garon only used three years to become the recognized Saint of Fists. He killed the First Divine General Palosa and became the new First Divine General! He's so strong that he's no longer human. "
While Ying Er was sad, she also faintly showed a trace of longing. Listening to the two top fighters' evaluation of her brother, she really felt a surge of emotion from the bottom of her heart.
The three of them stood at the bow of the ship, immersed in their memories and did not speak.
The three ships continued to speed towards the Eastern Sea.
Boom!!
Suddenly, a splash of water exploded, less than a hundred meters in front of the ship.
The white water column dispersed with a whoosh, and a light rain fell on the deck.
"Alert!! There are black flags ahead!! Pirates! "The sailors on the observation deck shouted. The cannoneers on the deck hurriedly moved and ran to their own turrets.
Andrela raised his hand.
"Raise the white flag!"
White flag?!
Ying Er was slightly stunned. Wasn't the white flag the flag of surrender?
She suddenly realized that there were words written on the white flag. It was not just a white flag of surrender. And the words on it …
In the distant sea, on dozens of ships with black skull flags of different sizes, a few strong pirates were looking at them with binoculars.
"It's the ship of the White Cloud Gate. Let them pass! "
The pirate ship did not hesitate and turned to leave.
Ying Er stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the pirate ship from afar. She suddenly felt a strange shock in her heart.
"This is … the power of the world's recognized strongest fighter!" Andrela said emotionally. "Twenty-six encounters with pirates, without exception, raising this flag is enough."
"Whether it is the Immortal Palace, the Behemoth Gate, or other countries, they have all recognized the Divine General Garon as the strongest man on land! There is no other! "The King of Nightmares said. "The moment when Weisman released the nuclear bomb, many fighters saw the moment when Garon punched the sky. His Aura Statue was clearly seen in the sky above the Smoke Island. "
Andrela nodded. "Actually, these pirates were not afraid of Garon, it was a form of respect. They respected him as a fighter who dared to punch at the peak of firearms and his fearlessness. The Pirate King Macy was also a top fighter, but he did not make it to the Smoke Island in time. But he still saw the last scene of the platinum statue. "
"Rather than respect for his strength, it is more like respect for his spirit." The King of Nightmares added. "The spirit of Garon Lombard is now a popular culture in the world of martial arts, and even in the armies of various countries. Some soldiers even tattooed Garon's face on their bodies. He symbolizes the pinnacle of martial arts! Even in the face of despair, he will never give up. "
"This is your brother."
"This is your brother."
The two of them said the same thing one after the other.
Ying Er stood facing the sea breeze, as if there was a fire burning in her heart. Her eyes were wet, but she did not know if it was from sadness or pride.
Woo!!!
All of a sudden, far away in the distant sea, a large group of black ships was neatly sailing in the opposite direction, towards the three continents.
The piercing sound of steam whistles was endless, the ships were packed with countless cannons, the black almost completely covered the blue sea.
"That is the Pirate King responding to the call of the Immortal Palace to attack the Weisman army!" Andrela looked at the fleet from afar and explained in a low voice. "Sylphalan and Garon were killed by the nuclear bomb and the volcanic explosion. The people of the Immortal Palace went crazy, as if Sylphalan's death caused one of their plans to fail. The two from the Immortal Palace went on a rampage in Weisman. Among them, Flamingo detonated two military bases' ammunition depots and a biochemical research facility, causing tens of thousands of deaths and infections. Their methods are not the usual kind of vicious! "
"Weisman did not expect that the Black Smoke Pot volcano would cause such a huge negative impact. Now the countries of the world have formed an alliance to attack Weisman. " The King of Nightmares gloated, "When we left, the Federation and the Republic of Tulip's allied forces had already taken over Weisman's Port of Marsetta."
"There are people from the Immortal Palace inside, and the allied forces outside. Weisman is done for this time. "Andrela nodded.
*****
Garon pondered in silence, as he unearthed images of the Luminarists one by one.
Perhaps it was because he did not complete the Divine Statue Technique, or perhaps it was because his abilities were weakened in this world. Without invincible abilities, he naturally did not have the confidence to be invincible.
But he was confident that even in a different world, he would still be able to become a stronger existence. The only difference was how much time it would take.
If he wanted to return to the previous world, he had to ensure that he would not meet with any accidents. Being forced to die and transmigrate was not something he could guarantee. He could not guarantee that if he died again, he would not transmigrate to a completely foreign world, or even completely disappear.
If he wanted to avoid such a thing, then he had to solve the problem of two years later.
After the battle with Sylphalan at the peak, his surging emotions and the drop from the peak to the ordinary slowly calmed down completely. Garon's thoughts at this moment were unprecedentedly calm.
Suddenly, an extremely small image flashed through his mind.
"That's not right!" He frowned, and started to recall the blurry memory.
Very quickly, a middle-aged man wearing a black top hat vaguely appeared behind the group of people in the image. The man was wearing a black tuxedo and a pair of white gloves. He held a short cane in his hand.
"That's the Luminarist called Emin?! He's not dead? "Garon was slightly surprised. He immediately recognized the person in the image.
He quickly got off the bed, put on his shoes, and walked to the window to look outside.
In the distance, by the pitch black lake, above the forest, he could vaguely see wisps of black smoke floating.
"If he's not dead, then that means, in this battle, he's very likely still alive! This is a chance! "
He carefully looked around the burning ground, there were still a few people holding torches to finish the job.
Standing by the window, he waited for another ten minutes, until the two people gradually walked away. Only then did he put on his coat, change into his boots, and quietly left the room.
After leaving the small building, Garon followed the direction he saw and quietly approached. Very quickly, he returned to the burning ground with ease.
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