Mystical Journey

Garen single-handedly grabbed onto No.5’s neck, it was the same posture as No.4 before. He let the various blade weapons cut his arms but it was no harm to him at all.

No.5’s elephant-like strength was currently nothing as he could not bring out any strength to even fight back.

Nobody knew how Garen broke into the crowd. All they could see was a massive pit at where he was standing earlier on and he just suddenly popped up in the middle of the crowd, grabbing onto No.5 who was hidden among them.

Everyone else backed away right away with fear. The people of Vulture were originally elite powerhouses gathered from all over the place, brought together by a similar employment method. There was no loyalty at all. At the sight of this scene, everyone was dumbfounded. Some of them knew the abnormality of Garen, and some of them who participated in the Ocean Capital operation backed away sneakily.

No.2’s face fell, she had not expected Garen to be powerful to this extent. So much firepower and it did not seem to bother him at all as he directly broke through the defense line.

“Garen!” No.2 yelled, “Don’t repeat your mistakes!!”

At this moment, she saw through it all. It seemed that all the powerful powerhouses were concealing their true abilities, they were indeed slacking. Garen had only joined the organization for a year or so, it was impossible for him to do such a thing and the only reason was that everyone here was merely afraid of him!

They were scared!

No.2 came up with such a conclusion that she herself did not believe much.

So many powerhouses and such a huge organization, and they were all terrified of a young man who was barely twenty years old!?

This was hilarious!

It would have been possible if it was Slayer’s case, he was the true enemy!

Wait! ~Slayer!

No.2 stunned for a second as she suddenly remembered the last time Garen fought against Slayer and retreated.

Looking up at Garen at the moment, she thought of a possibility.

“If Garen’s true strength is actually at Slayer’s level… Then the little people we have now… Not only are they not able to hold him down! There’s even going to many serious deaths and injuries!” At the thought of it, a chill sent down her spine.

“Let go of No.5 and we’ll let you go!” No.2 decisively shouted.

The corner of Garen’s mouth arched slightly. Truth be told, he did not want to completely tear off faces with Vulture. After all, after he leaves, Kong Xinxue and the others would still be here. They were still once companions, Nine-Tailed Fox and the others really did help him a ton. So if it was really necessary, he did not want to cut a clean slate with Vulture.

Grabbing onto No.5 right now and not killing him immediately was because No.5’s identity was slightly different. He was considered a true high-rank, and the other reason was that he was still waiting for No.2 to make a decision.

It seemed that No.2 had just made her decision.

As for the other person who had the authority to decide, No.5, was currently tugged on the chest by Garen. Under the extreme pressure, he was unable to even speak a word. Basically, he was just a waste man.

Garen turned his gaze to the crowd that was blocking his exit.

“Get out of the way!” No.2 bellowed.

Right away, the Vulture people left eagerly, all of them backing away. They were all just mercenary soldiers, not slayers. If the firepower just now did no harm to Garen, they would just be sending themselves to death.

Now that they had orders, they righteously separated and allowed Garen to leave.

“Thank you then.” Holding on to No.5, Garen strode toward the entrance of the base before simply throwing No.5 aside.

“Goodbye then,” Garen turned and smiled.

Swoosh!

He then vanished into thin air. Nobody caught sight of which direction was he headed, they could only feel a gust of wind blowing gently, and everything was back to normal, calm and peaceful.

All that remained were the giant pits caused by the fires earlier on and the burning sounds of the flames that were still combusting along the side.

Vulture Sword Master, Garen revolted.

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News spread throughout all continents overnight, Red Nation and especially Black Federation which once suffered all because of Garen were the first ones who received the news.

Wanted orders were issued straight away. Of course, it was a wanted order on the surface. Both nations had secretly decided that if Garen was willing to join their armed forces, they would immediately reserve a seat for him with the highest military powers.

Especially Black Federation, which straight away announced an unprecedented hundred million annual salary!

There were no more than three powerhouses in the world who were able to face Slayer alone and not fail, and Garen was one of them. In addition to his young age, he had endless potential ahead of him.

This was the sole reason all nations regarded highly of him.

Sometime later in the annual operation of Slayer’s massacre formed by the three nations, people of Black Federation even publicly sneered at people of Slan, mocking how they were not able to retain talents and that they were a sign of the nation’s decay. Both sides started fighting but everything ended with Slann’s people showing tolerance. They had become accustomed to tolerance, from the beginning to now, it had become a habit. At first, they still had Garen, but now they had lost their strongest power and everyone never felt more defeated.

After the routine joint search for Slayer ended with no results, the elite forces of the three nations each returned to their countries. The international situation returned to its original phase, Slann contracted completely while Black Federation continued expanding, whereas Red Nation was still experiencing a civil strife. Everyone went back to their own business.

As for Mind Reader, he had already been quietly rescued by Yuria when he went forward to check in on Slann. Although they lost the power of the Sacred Sigil, living the rest of his life as an ordinary person might not be a bad thing after all. However, the thing that Yuria was most concerned of was that the idea of relying on Mind Reader to seek his sister and mother was now over.

Nine-Tailed Fox and the others were not able to contact Garen in any way at all as he did not respond to any of the messages sent from their communication device and he ignored all their calls. All contact was cut off completely.

After plenty of tries, they decided to give up. After all, the Mind Reader’s Sacred Sigil was in their hands already.

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Whoosh…!

On the surface of the blue sea, a white speedboat was rushing into the distance quickly, leaving long white waves from its tail at the back.

Garen stood above the speedboat with a whole new appearance. He had golden hair and a pair of colorful sunglasses, topless with a pair of fancy beach shorts matched with a pair of white flip-flops. Even his height was slightly shorter than his original height.

He looked exactly like a playboy.

The speedboat was headed straight towards the horizon that was not visible. It was already a deep-sea region, but Garen was not worried about losing his way and he was just leisurely enjoying the sea breeze.

Unconsciously, an hour or so passed. Garen crouched on the speedboat as he continued looking straight ahead.

At the sea level in the distance, an equally similar small, white speedboat gradually emerged. Standing on the deck was a tall slender man who was dark all over. He was covered in the shadows, only a pair of eyes exposed on the outside with a hint of red fluorescence.

The man had a red wooden umbrella in his hands, blocking the water that was splashing around. His red eyes were glued at the direction of Garen far away.

He gently removed his black mask, revealing a pale face that was even more beautiful than a lady. It gave off a weak and delicate feeling that begged for pity.

“Slayer.” Garen stood up, drawing out a three-meter-long narrow blade from behind. “So this is your true appearance?”

Far away, his voice traveled through the waves directly to Slayer’s ears.

“You and I are the strongest people in the world,” Slayer’s flat voice also traveled all the way to Garen’s ears. “This is my respect for you.”

“Strongest?” Garen laughed, “What about Sea God?”

“I used ten sabers and decapitated a wing.”

Stunned, Garen went silent.

He knew the ins and outs of Sea God as well, and the fact that Slayer could chop off a wing proved that he had underestimated Slayer’s powers.

“After this battle, one of us shall become the one and only in the world,” Slayer gently placed down his pink wooden umbrella with a calm look on his face.

Garen smiled and remained silent. He then leaped up and the speedboat beneath him exploded with a boom. He fell straight into the waters and started running swiftly as if the water was just a flat surface. He darted straight towards Slayer!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

As his footsteps landed on the surface of the water, drum-like sounds of impact could be heard.

The distance between both of them closed in.

Swoosh!

Garen suddenly drew his saber out of the sheath and held it tightly in his hands.

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The gigantic silver-white cylindrical metal instrument rotated slowly.

The machine was located in a huge underground space in the base and there was a clean snow-white bed right in front of it.

A naked girl had a quilt in one hand covering most of her skin, her hair as white as snow cascading down her shoulders and all over the quilt.

The girl was sitting on the big bed with her eyes closed as the cylindrical machine behind her slowly started up. It was slowly opening toward the girl’s position, revealing an oval-shaped screen that clearly displayed a man’s figure.

“Yuria… Brother.” The girl turned to her side and opened her eyes, staring at the man on the screen.

“The world is going to change. Are you ready, Zhi Jinqin?”

An old and voice sounded from the machine.

“You’re not dead?” The girl stared blankly at the metal instrument above her. The gentleness in her eyes was completely different when she looked at Yuria.

“Dead?” The voice started laughing.

“If I haven’t witnessed your death, how can I myself die!?”

Swish!!

A long spiky, silver-white metal suddenly extended from the top of the instrument and pierced into the girl’s body.

Puff.

Zhi Jinqin’s weak body was pierced right at her right chest but the strange thing was that there was not even a trickle of blood at the wound.

“How sad! Even blood can’t flow out anymore? You’re just an empty shell,” the old voice sneered.

Zhi Jinqin was expressionless. She could not feel anything from the spike that pierced through her body as if it was not even stabbed into her body.

“Since that year, hasn’t my blood drained long ago?” She whispered.

“Immortal Body! Why can’t you die? Why would you rather be tortured yet still want to suppress me!?” The old voice felt unwilling as his mood seemed to change. “Let everything go, and go keep your brother company, isn’t that better? For so many years, you have weaved such a wonderful dream for your brother, parents, relatives, family, peace, serenity! You have all the pleasant things already, so what more do you want!?”

Zhi Jinqin did not answer. Instead, she lowered her head and quietly closed her eyes.