Gallon sat high on the stage and seemed to be watching the game seriously, but in fact he had a very serious attitude.
Watching the competition below casually, he quietly asked the leader of the Holy Fist Sect about the situation of Yunqueshan Waterfall.
"Over at Skylark Mountain, it is probably around this time that the first divine general has left seclusion. Recently, we have been ordered to send in more and more supplements. No one is allowed to enter the vicinity of the waterfall without the divine general's summons." The gate owner whispered.
answer.
"It seems that it is a critical moment." Garen nodded, "I will stay here for three days, waiting for him to leave the customs. Please inform him when you send someone to deliver daily necessities."
"That's no problem." Sect Master Bondi nodded. This man is the nephew of Holy Fist Palosha and has been trained by Palosha since he was a child. But even so, his qualifications are good, but he is still far away from the Holy Fist realm.
A very long distance. Now he is at the level of an average fighter.
Bondi glanced at Garen and asked tentatively: "Does General God have any opinions or suggestions regarding the current situation in the Federation?"
"Why did you think of asking me this question?" Garen smiled.
"I heard that the God General has a good relationship with the federal superiors and he also holds important positions in the federation." Bundy answered carefully.
"Oh? This news spreads quickly." Garen said noncommittally.
The decision of victory came from below again. "East Branch Aisha Fria wins!"
Garen glanced down and answered casually: "Although I have a temporary position with the Federation, I have only been exposed to a very small area. I am not very clear about these aspects."
"Just some suggestions." Bondi looked serious. "Our Nantian Holy Fist Sect now has no external enemies, but it seems to be gradually scattered. Without external pressure, the various sects that were originally grouped together also have the idea of separating.
.If you are not careful, you may have to split again." He glanced at Garen's face and continued, "And now the situation in the Federation is unstable and precarious. You haven't received any news about the recent situation, have you?"
"What's the situation?" Garen said a little more seriously.
"One day ago, the federal special forces port of Grindstone City was attacked by Wiseman. The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms came ashore. More than 200,000 people in Grindstone City were massacred. Only more than 100 people survived because they were responsible for burying and burning the corpses." Mention this.
Bundy's face was also extremely ugly. "The federal government blocked the news. I only learned about it immediately because my disciple's family was there. I believe this news will reach here soon."
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"More than 200,000 people were massacred?!" Garen's expression condensed. "Three Kingdoms Alliance? Which Three Kingdoms?"
"There are three empires, Wiseman, Hongyue, and Taritaan, with Wiseman as the leader." Bondi replied solemnly.
"Are you sure it's true? More than 200,000 people! Not one or two hundred people, but one or two thousand people." Gallon's first reaction was that he didn't believe it. "Nowadays, wherever thousands of people die, there are overwhelming reports. 2
More than 100,000 people died and there wasn’t even a splash?”
"One hundred percent sure!" Bundy nodded.
Garen's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little heavy in his heart. In any case, the turmoil in the Federation would have a great impact on the entire Baiyun Sect, as well as the safety of his family and relatives. Although he could find people from Siren to help him go abroad to escape the war, but
After all, it is not as safe as your own country.
"Don't worry, let's take a look at the reaction from above. The Federation is not so easily defeated.
"I hope so." Bundy fell silent and said no more.
Garen put his hand on the armrest and squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. But it was obvious that the atmosphere around him was far less relaxed than it was at the beginning.
The day after getting the news from Bundy, Cynthia received a report from the people below, which confirmed the authenticity of the news. It must not take long for it to spread throughout the federation. After all, the disappearance of so many people is not
A small amount.
In the evening of the third day, qualifying also reached the middle and late stages.
Garen did not go to watch the qualifying match. Instead, under the arrangement of the door owner, he came to a remote hall alone.
The main hall seems to be a small church in the past. There is a seven or eight-meter-high bronze statue in the dark center, and quiet incense is faintly floating in the air around it.
Garen walked into the hall, and the disciple leading the way automatically closed the door and left far away. He was the only one left in the entire empty hall.
The statue of the god was right in front of him, looking down at him. It was a gray-robed figure wearing a cloak whose face could not be seen clearly. There was a row of inverted spikes on his back. It looked ferocious and primitive.
Garen stood in front of the statue without speaking and waited quietly for a while.
Soon, a tall and thin figure slowly appeared from behind the statue. He had white hair and a white beard, a kind and peaceful face, and was wearing the same gray robe. It was Palosha who was still in retreat.
"Long time no see, Garen."
"Finally out of seclusion, you should have made a decision, right? Join us." Garen said calmly.
"I heard that you snatched a cipher mirror from the Immortal Palace in Baigadi?" Palosha avoided talking about it, but instead asked about it.
"If you join, naturally I can share it with you. Not only this, but also other information." Regarding the Island of Smoke, the secret treasure that can interest the fairy palace will naturally not be a simple thing. This is also the case between Nightmare and Ender.
Laila unanimously decided to go and have a look. But if Palosha refused to join them, naturally it would be impossible to tell him the news.
"Isn't the pursuit of breaking limits the only dream for us at this level? There is nothing to hesitate." Palosha readily agreed. As a master at this level, there is no need to use any tricks. Since I agreed, there is no need.
Any doubts.
Anyway, everyone has joint interests, and when there is no interest, they will naturally break up.
Garen directly told Palosha about this agreement, just as he also wanted to avenge his last injury.
"Is your injury healed now?" Garen asked, "Last time we snatched the Silver Mirror from the Immortal Palace. This time we may have to face off against the people from the Immortal Palace. Please be mentally prepared."
"Don't worry, even if it's not good, Xianflan will only be worse than me." Palosha replied affirmatively. "If there is really something worth doing, I won't drag you down."
"Then let's go there together?"
"No, I have to arrange some chores during this time."
"Okay. See you there, Nashiluda."
"Well, see you Hilda."
Garen turned around and walked out of the hall, and the door slowly closed.
Palosha watched him leave, and only when the sound of footsteps completely disappeared did a trace of solemnity flash in his eyes.
"This guy actually became stronger again. This time I have prepared a big gift for you!!"
After leaving the main hall, Garen could clearly see that Palosha's condition had entered the past, but he seemed more confident than before. Although he didn't know what trump card this guy had prepared, but it was okay, in such a precarious period.
, the stronger the companion, the better.
After notifying the situation here, Garen carefully considered his various affairs this time.
"There are two last things left."
He took the arranged car at night and quietly left the Nantian Holy Fist Sect and headed for Yangliu City, the federal capital.
That's where Finestine is now, and more importantly, the Golden Circle's intelligence shows that Marshal Ulan, the supreme leader of the Demon Elephant Gate, has agreed to a private meeting with Garen at this time. The two parties will be in the capital here.
A formal meeting in a prosperous city where dragons and snakes are mixed.
Under Garen's initiative, the Baiyun Sect, the Star Ring Sect, the Red Sand Sword, and the entire southern martial arts community have been united in carrying out multiple encirclement and suppression operations against the Demon Elephant Sect.
After Garen directly killed Clark, the master of the Demon Elephant Gate, he also snatched the blood of immortality he had just obtained.
Recently, with the cooperation of various intelligence sources, the Star Ring Sect has surrounded and suppressed a secret stronghold of the Demon Elephant Sect. It can be said that in the entire southern martial arts world, the Demon Elephant Sect has almost no foothold.
Originally, there was news from the Demon Elephant Gate that they hoped to have a formal and public meeting with Garen. However, Garen refused.
Then the Baigadi Silver Mirror incident happened. As soon as the news spread, the Demon Elephant Sect was not very proactive at first, but this time it became much more active. They contacted the Baiyun Sect intelligence branch many times, hoping to formally meet with Garen.
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After several attempts, the other party actually invited a powerful lieutenant general from the top of the federation to serve as a mediator. Garon then agreed to the talks, but they could only be private talks. The venue was set up in the capital Ocean City, and was surrounded and guarded by Jinhuan's heavy troops.
Apart from the talks at the Elephant Gate, Finestine's troubles are all solved this time.
After Garen came back, he did confirm the dilemma Finestine was facing. Being a friend and helping the leader was nothing, and besides, this was not a big deal to him now.
on the plane
Under the starry sky at night, dots of blue starlight reflect on the smooth body, reflecting a gorgeous mirror-like luster.
The four-winged black military transport plane moved slowly above the clouds, and below was an endless sea of blue-black clouds.
The plane seemed like a black bird flying slowly on countless blue cotton seas, with wisps of clouds floating around it from time to time. It was flying towards the full moon in the distant sky.
Gallon sat in the cabin and quietly looked at the endless blue-black sea of clouds around him. Sitting in the plane at this time, it was like being in an infinite world filled with only cotton.
The sea of cotton clouds below moves slowly back. Above is the dark night curtain, dotted with countless blue diamonds, stretching as far as the eye can see.
"Sir, your coffee." A beautiful female soldier walked up to Gallon carrying hot coffee and slowly put it down.
"Thank you." Gallon took the white porcelain coffee cup and smelled it. It didn't have a very authentic aroma, but it was good to drink on such a high-altitude plane.
"By the way, how long is it until the destination?"
"There's still about an hour, sir!" the female soldier replied standing at attention with a serious expression.
"Please bring me some newspapers for today."
"Please wait."
Soon another female soldier brought a large stack of newspapers and hung them all behind a seat hook on the left side of Gallon.
Garen randomly selected and flipped through it. Suddenly, his hand stopped, he picked up a newspaper and unfolded it.
‘The naval port suffered a bloody massacre! Who should pay for it?’, ‘The naval port was brutally attacked! Casualties reached 200,000!,
‘The Weisman Empire publicly stated: This is a war of the system, a war of reform!,