Raffaele walked forward and carefully checked if there were any traps around the ring. After confirming that there were no traps, she reached out to grab the ring.
Woo …! Woo …!
Suddenly, the entire Holy Fist Palace rang with a clear alarm. In just a few seconds, all the students, disciples, external trainers, and higher-ups who were still training in the palace rushed towards the largest training hall in the center.
In the dense sound of footsteps, groups of palace personnel wearing black and white uniforms rushed past the secret room.
The door of the secret room had already been closed. Raffaele had already left the secret room and stood at the door as if she was just passing by.
"What happened?" Raffaele pulled on a disciple that she had met before.
"Something big must have happened. Otherwise, the Holy Fist Master wouldn't have issued an emergency call!" The person replied hurriedly with a serious face. "If you want to know, then come with us to the central training hall."
"Something big?" Raffaele's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the corners of the palace walls and suddenly, white electronic eyes popped out. These electronic eyes were almost the same color as the walls, making it difficult to distinguish. Obviously, because of this emergency, they immediately activated a full security system.
She couldn't help but feel lucky. If she had hesitated just now and came out a little later, she would have been discovered by the surveillance cameras. By then, it would be impossible for her to escape from the enemy's camp.
Without thinking too much, she nodded.
"Lead the way, we'll go together!"
The person nodded and pulled Raffaele to continue following the group in front. Behind them, groups of running footsteps could be heard.
*****
In the white arched stone hall.
There were cylindrical white stone pillars around the hall with a string of steel chains hanging in the middle. The dark green chains were thick and fierce. Together with the style of the ancient stone hall and the large stone bricks on the floor, it gave off a simple and rough feeling, barbaric and sacred.
The stone bricks on the floor were all large bricks that were more than three meters long and wide. In other words, they couldn't be called bricks anymore. They were typical large stones.
Groups of students and palace personnel were like rivers flowing into the sea as they gathered here from all the entrances and exits around the hall. Soon, they formed three square formations in different colors of white, black, and red.
Bright lights shone from the stone walls and compressed everyone's shadows under their feet. There were no blind spots.
Soon, almost all the members had arrived.
Garon sat on the highest seat in the stone hall. Below him were two empty black high-back chairs, and below them were the seats for the four generals. On the right side were rows of seats specially set up for the other high-ranking foreign dignitaries who were temporarily stationed here. Among them were several generals and high-ranking leaders of large corporations. At this moment, Rhode and his brother were discussing something in a low voice with a director of another corporation. It seemed that they had just taken their seats.
The Four Great War Generals quickly took their seats, followed by a large group of middle and upper echelons of the palace below. Among them, there were also members of the external branch. They were arranged according to their positions.
In addition, a few of the Lightless Alliance's higher-ups who were stationed there also entered the venue. They were arranged to sit in the VIP seats on the right of the Four Great Generals.
As the number of people increased, the large hall, which was as large as a football field, finally quieted down, showing good discipline. As most of the people quieted down, the VIPs who were still whispering to each other on the side also gradually shut their mouths. Their eyes were focused on Garon, who was sitting in the high seat.
Garon was dressed in black, and his long golden hair draped over his shoulders. His body was like a mountain as he sat cross-legged in his seat, giving off an oppressive and terrifying feeling. His expression was cold and solemn, as if he was thinking about something troublesome.
The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive for a moment.
After the last group of people entered, the buzzing alarm finally stopped.
The entire hall fell completely silent.
After a moment of silence, when everyone's attention was focused on him, Garon finally opened his mouth slowly.
"Here, I would like to announce some unfortunate news."
The originally oppressive atmosphere instantly became even more oppressive with this sentence. Everyone unconsciously focused their attention. Even the VIPs who were originally indifferent sat up slightly and became serious.
Raffaele was also arranged to sit in the VIP seats. She quietly looked at Garon, who was sitting in the high seat. There was an indescribable and enormous aura circling around that man. The air around his seat seemed to be sticky. He sat there alone, but his aura faintly suppressed the aura of so many people present!
It should be known that there were almost a thousand people present!
As she marveled in her heart, she heard Garon continue to speak.
"One of the two great marshals, Bloody Marshal Dahm, unfortunately died in battle outside."
The entire hall suddenly became silent. It was a deathly silence. Everyone wondered if they had heard wrongly, or if Garon was just joking.
In an instant, the attention of a thousand people was focused on Garon.
"You didn't hear wrongly," Garon said calmly. "I'm not joking either. Dahm has died in battle. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the first to react was none other than Dahm's subordinates in red, as well as his own family members.
Then, it was the VIPs who had interacted with Dahm many times. The rest were the students and disciples who had been taught by Dahm before.
Boom!!
In an instant, the entire venue was in an uproar.
Dahm had died in battle! He was at the peak of the Upper Level. How could he die in battle outside?
Who could kill him? Upper Level? Or Death Apostle? Could it be that the Blood Breeds had officially launched an all-out attack on the Holy Fist Palace?
Everyone was guessing. The death of an Upper Level expert was a pain that even the Blood Breeds and Witches could not bear, let alone the newly born Holy Fist Palace.
"I haven't finished speaking." Garon waited for everyone to digest before speaking again. "The reason for Dahm's death was not because of the Blood Breeds' encirclement."
His gaze swept across the entire audience, and everyone who was swept by his gaze unconsciously lowered their heads.
"He was killed by Hochman, who was also a marshal. Hochman has now defected from the Holy Fist Palace. "
Boom!!!
This time, as soon as he finished speaking, an even louder uproar erupted. Everyone was stunned and felt that their brains could not keep up with the changes.
Other than Garon, the Holy Fist Saint and Tu Lan, the two strongest marshals in the Holy Fist Palace had both disappeared. One died and the other defected?! This was probably the biggest explosive news in recent times. If there were reporters present, the first news they received would probably sell out the newspapers.
One had to know that the Holy Fist Palace was currently the most concerned force against the Blood Breeds. It was the gathering place of everyone's hope.
The problem now was, how should they deal with it?
This was the first thing anyone would react to after hearing this news.
"My decision is that from this moment onwards, I will issue a kill order for the original Fist Tyrant Marshal Hochman. Anyone who has news of his whereabouts will be rewarded with one million euros. Those who can kill him will be rewarded with ten million euros and my personal guidance on fist techniques once, as well as an injection of two years of life force. If you can defeat him, I will personally teach you the essence of the Royal Fist Technique and inject ten years of life force. "
Garen's voice was like a sudden clap of thunder, reverberating in the hall.
"No matter what method you use, no matter what method you use, find him! Kill him! "
Garon's eyes were filled with murderous intent like dark clouds. This murderous intent spread out and even made the thousands of people in the stone hall feel suffocated. This caused everyone to be inwardly shocked.
The eyes of the Four Great Generals were burning with passion. Only they knew the weight of Garon's words. It was obvious that Hochman did not just kill Dahm. He had even done something that made Garon angry. Under such circumstances, if they could achieve their goal, their position in their teacher's eyes would greatly increase. Teacher Garon had spent a few years to get the two Great Generals to take up the position. If he spent a little more effort, it would not be difficult to get others to take up the position.
Although their strength was only slightly above the middle level and was far from the two Great Generals, most of the time, victory or defeat was not determined by strength alone. Otherwise, everyone could just show their realms and see who was stronger. Why would there be a need for a martial arts competition?
Tu Lan stood in a dark corner of the hall and quickly exchanged glances with Quentin and Xander of the Four Great Generals. One of them was in charge of the intelligence department while the other was in charge of the external combat club's power network. They both had a large power network. Recently, because Quentin and Xander wanted to learn the Fantasy Fist Technique, they had interacted a lot with Tu Lan and Ninox. Both parties had become good friends despite their age difference. Of course, Tu Lan would never treat herself as an elder …
At this moment, the few of them exchanged glances. The three of them were considered to have the most harmonious relationship. When they heard Garon's reward, they were all moved. Everything else was fine except for the life force infusion. This was something that countless people outside desired but could not obtain.
This was something that could extend one's life and improve one's body without any side effects! The eyes of some of the older senior members of the corporation also lit up and their hearts burned with passion.
Money, martial arts, life. The combination of these three stimulated the desires of almost everyone present. It covered the desires of most people.
Ten years of life force infusion. This was the first time Garon had announced such a thing. In the past, it was only five years at most. This time, he could inject ten years in one go. This was equivalent to extending one's life by ten years. Especially for some of the older seniors, being able to live for ten more years was a good thing that would make them smile even in their dreams.
However, as soon as the last sentence was said, the first to react enthusiastically were the VIP seats and the Four Great Generals' seats.
"Teacher, we are willing to work together with Master Tu Lan to hunt them down!" Quentin stood up suddenly. It was obvious that she had received instructions from Tu Lan who was in the shadows.
Tu Lan had a very delicate position in the Holy Fist Palace. She was higher than the Marshal but lower than Garon. No one would object if she was said to be the second strongest person in the palace. However, outsiders knew that she was a traitor from the Blood Breeds and did not trust her very much. Only a few of the higher-ups knew that Tu Lan might have stayed back out of fear and respect. However, now that she had truly fallen in love with practicing Secret Techniques, her fear of Garon had slowly turned into respect. After killing the people she knew from the Blood Breeds, she had completely integrated into the Holy Fist Palace.
With Tu Lan's help, Garon was still somewhat relieved. However, Hochman had absorbed Dahm's primer and had grown to an unknown level. Moreover, if that external force appeared again …
"Yes, but inform me as soon as you receive news of their whereabouts."
"Understood." Quentin and Xander were overjoyed and quickly excused themselves. It was obvious that they were going to prepare for their departure and gather information immediately.
Garon squinted his eyes. If that external force could accurately grasp the whereabouts of Hochman and the others, they must have a very strong intelligence network. Therefore, they must have a source of information regarding the military movements in the Holy Fist Palace. Moreover, Tu Lan and the other two's strength might not be able to suppress Hochman.
It seemed that he had to do it himself …
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