Mystical Journey

The Wraith Royalty was one of the two most powerful races in the universe. The first was the Finite People, and the Wraith Royalty came second. They were born with extremely strong and gifted bodies. They had an invincible body and were able to reach the Inherited Level as soon as they become an adult. However, they had an extremely low fertility rate.

Garen knew a part of the information from this area. He initially thought that Jeros only had an odd appearance, but he did not expect him to have such a huge background.

"No! Don't kill me!" The Grand Duke of Destruction was still screaming in Garen's hand.

However, it was to no avail. Simply by comparing their physical strength, all his energy combined could not even compare to one of Garen's arms.

Garen suddenly punched the Grand Duke of Destruction in the head.

Bang!

After punching the Grand Duke of Destruction with a punch that could turn an ordinary energy machinist head into a bloody mess, the Duke's whole body was completely covered by numerous frosts. He was instantly frozen within the firm, and he could no longer move again.

The battle was over, but the Star Core of the Planet was still trembling slightly.

"It's time to go see Turing..."

Garen looked around at his surroundings; he did not find any living or intact things around.

He saw a bottomless dark abyss underneath him. In addition to that, there were countless glacier mountains made out of frozen ice and ruins all around him.

After flying through a long distance along the edge of the abyss, Garen vaguely saw Turing quietly standing on an empty snowfield.

Turing was surrounded by multiple people frozen into icicles, most of them were high ranking members of the White Light Organization in the Polar region.

Most importantly, the seventh and the fourth Divine Wind Generals were among them.

Garen looked at Turing and nodded with satisfaction. If it were not for him, these people might have escaped.

"Let's go. The affected range of this battle is too wide and many people will be alerted."

"Yes, great master," Turing bowed respectfully.

The Non-Falling Light around both of them lighted up at the same time, and they directly flew upward along with all the human-shaped icicles. Garen took a black ball out and threw it into the air. Suddenly, the ball swelled, turning into a space jump portal.

The two of them entered the portal one after the other, then the space portal shrunk and disappeared into thin air.

On a satellite revolving around the Mother Planet.

The brown-gray little satellite was like a wasteland, only mud and rocks can be seen on it. Other than that, there were also craters and bulging, densely-packed volcanoes.

A piece of green grassland appeared abruptly among the shadows of a volcano. There was a small wooden house in the middle of the grassland. There was a gentle breeze blowing toward a beautiful woman in a white dress who was sitting in front of the wooden house.

The woman was so cold that it was as though she was not alive. Not a trace of blood was visible on her body. It was as though she was a crystal porcelain doll, as her skin was crystal-clear.

Her gaze was fixed at the direction of the Mother Planet.

On the surface of the deep blue Mother Planet, a wave of transparent ripples caused by an explosion could be seen from afar. It was like a water ripple, slowly spreading toward all sides before gradually fading away. However, it still managed to cover the entire surface of the planet.

"There..." The woman closed the book in her hands. There was a surprised look in her eyes. "It's the place of the Grand Duke of Destruction..."

"No. 4," She turned around and looked toward the wooden house.

"Yes," A group of distorted shadow flew out of the wooden house and floated right in front of the woman.

"How did the parasite of Jeros from the Wraith Family get here? Go deal with him," The woman said motionlessly. "So that it will not affect our plan."

"Do I need to kill him?" The shadow asked.

"No," The woman shook her head slightly. "This is not the right time for us to go against the Wraith Royalties. Isn't Jeros' sister looking for him? Tell her about her brother's news, and open the jump portal for her. She will definitely come over."

The shadows immediately understood what she meant.

"Indeed. The Wraith Royalties are infamous for being cold towards their relatives. Moreover, they have contributed greatly to this plan. Therefore, if they know that Jeros is trying to ruin the plan, what will his sister do? I'm looking forward to it..." The shadow said in a sarcastic tone.

"What you're thinking will not happen. Jeros has the best relationship with his sister, just like any other siblings in the human race. They can even share their power and influences by governing the 1600 planets together. Therefore, the highest possibility is that she will bring him away," The woman answered calmly.

"Of course, if you were to tell his father, then it might end up like what you've expected. However, we shouldn't openly offend the Wraith Royalties right now."

"Okay then, so be it," The shadow answered and rushed directly into the sky. It swiftly turned into a black slender beam, flying directly into space. In just a short while, it resembled a fish that had drilled into space and disappeared out of sight. It entered the Negative Space.

The woman calmly put the book down and walked into the wooden house without making any sound.

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In a distant bloody-red planet.

Planet Dragon Emperor.

This was the Planet Region of the Wraith Royalties. As one of the strongest races in the universe, it was located in the middle of the Finite Nebula. The Wraith Royalties had ruthlessly ruled thousands of planets.

In fact, there was only one family in their race; it consisted of five members.

There were only a total of five members in the entire Wraith Royalties.

At the summit of the highest mountain of Planet Dragon Emperor, there was a magnificent, blood-colored palace that was thousands of meters wide.

The bottom of the palace was located at the peak of the mountain, and it looked as though the entire palace was supported by the small, pointy end of the mountain.

In the palace, a glamorous woman wearing a black tight-fitting silk dress was sitting slothfully on the highest throne. The main hall was constantly filled with traces of black blood-colored airstreams. On the heads of these airstreams were human-shaped faces with painful expressions.

The girl was like an elegant noble princess. She gave off a flirtatious yet pure aura, which was oddly contradictory. She had a slim waist, a pair of slender legs, and skin as fair as jade. Moreover, she had a huge chest and a pair of beautiful, watery eyes.

If it were not for the strange surrounding of the hall, just by looking at the woman alone, perhaps anyone would think that she was a noble princess from a certain country. She was elegant and pure, yet the way that she dressed gave off a glamorous feeling.

Contrary to her temperament, the woman who was sitting on the throne changed her slothful posture slightly. She placed her hands on the armrest of her seat and an unimaginably horrifying aura exploded out of her body.

There was a faint, bloody glow in her eyes, but the bloody-red glint disappeared in just a blink of an eye.

"No. 4? What are you doing? What does the woman who claims to be the ruler want?"

The girl instantly changed from a pure and flirtatious girl to a Queen with an overwhelming aura. She lifted her chin slightly as though she had the rights to look at everything in the world from above.

A shadow slowly appeared in the center of the hall. It was No. 4 who rushed over here from the distant Mother Planet.

He understood that the girl had the rights to be looking down at him from above.

The Wraith Royalties were theoretically the most powerful noble race among all the known races in the universe. They were born with a Level Four willpower. Also, as soon as they reached adulthood, they would reach the Inherited Level, no exception.

Just by working a little harder, they could easily reach the Non-Falling Level. Moreover, because of their naturally-gifted abilities, their combat strength was far beyond their peers.

The girl standing right in front of the shadow was known as the strongest genius of the Wraith Royalties, the Fresh Blood Holy Lord.

"Your Highness, Fresh Blood Holy Lord," No. 4's respectful voice was heard coming out of the shadows. "Pardon me for coming here abruptly. The reason why I came here is to deliver an extremely important message."

"An extremely important message?" The girl freshened up slightly. "Tell me about it."

Numerous black and red airstreams with human faces in the hall began gathering around No. 4. Every one of the airstreams was craving for fresh blood, giving people a ferociously evil feeling.

However, No. 4 did not seem tense. He knew that she would not hurt him. After all, he was the representative of the ruler, which represented the White King's influences.

"Your Highness has already gotten the highest throne, and the plan that he had planned 10 years ago has been initiated. However, at the most critical moment, your younger brother, Jeros, suddenly appeared where he should not be," No.4 replied calmly.

"Jeros?" The Fresh Blood Holy Lord frowned slightly.

"Yes," No. 4 said firmly. "Your Highness, Jeros has captured the Grand Duke of Destruction, who was part of our plan. What is his intention? The ruler sent me to inform you about it. Please take an action as soon as possible."

The girl frowned slightly and did not respond immediately. Instead, she flicked her fingers lightly.

Oh!

A tiny black light suddenly exploded right in front of her, turning into a clear black mirror.

"The annihilation of Energy Machinist is a definite plan. The Finite government, the Wraith Royalties and the Human Alliance Council play a role in it. My younger brother has always known his boundaries. But, now you are telling me that he caught the Grand Duke of Destruction and intends to sabotage the plan?"

The tone of the Fresh Blood Holy Lord had gradually gotten serious.

No. 4 was not afraid of the Lord's wrath.

"This is the will of the Ruler. I am only here to convey it."

He reached out his fingers and suddenly, the black mirror in front of the Fresh Blood Holy Lord suddenly showed the scene when Garen was fighting the Grand Duke of Destruction.

The Fresh Blood Holy Lord watched the scene quietly.

"This is... the Destructive Impact Fist?" She saw through the secret fist technique that Garen was using.

"Yes," No. 4 said firmly in a low voice.

The atmosphere suddenly got a little tense.

The both of them kept quiet for quite some time.

The airstreams were flying about at a greater speed.

"I will take a trip there in person," The Fresh Blood Holy Lord seemed to have notice wrong about it.

No. 4 had achieved his goal. He turned into a black shadow, directly flying out of the hall without turning back.

"We're looking forward to the arrival of your Highness," The shadow left this sentence before completely disappearing from the hall.

"The Destructive Impact Fist? He actually managed to three times of the original? Wasn't he against this kind of pure power previously?" She watched the scene on the black mirror repeatedly, and a trace of blood appeared in the eyes of the Fresh Blood Holy Lord.

"Before I challenged the White King, my stupid little brother actually gave me a pleasant surprise..." The indescribable look in the girl's eyes grew deeper.

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Mother Planet.

The entire Mother Planet was in a mess at that moment.

The Blackboard Region, the Maria Region, the Royal Region, and the rest of the Sect's representatives from the Academies Union. After keeping a low-profile for some time after the war, everyone finally sent their experts to the Polar City Region to investigate the incident.

Either way, they were the forces of the Mother Planet. This war was an inevitable hurdle for them, and they needed to investigate how it would affect the entire Mother Planet.

A large number of Inherited Level and Non-Falling Level experts arrived at the Polar Region. While they were frightened by the gigantic, endless abyss, Garen and Turing had already captured the Polar City experts to the Radiation Area of ​​the Mother Planet.

Clint and the others would return soon. In other words, the energy tide will erupt soon.

Garen had prepared for everything.

The energy fluctuation caused by the energy tide would not only affect one Planet. Instead, it involved a large amount of energy flow in the entire universe. The moment when the energy bypassed the transmission actuator while moving across the universe, a tide of fluctuation would result. Somehow, this fluctuation just so happened nearby the Mother Planet.

The capital of the Blackboard Region, the Blackboard City.

Black Star Diofie sat on the Dean's seat exhausted, and he held the staff that his master gave him on the verge of death.

The newly-formed Three Marshals were sitting underneath him.

Red-eyed Medero, Britney, and another bald man.

These Three Marshals were the high-ranking members of the Blackboard Region, which was under the control of the younger generations. Each of them had accepted their Master's origin and become the top experts in order to support the entire Blackboard Region.