Recalling Vindman's appearance at that time, Galen even more suspected that Vindman did not teach the Silver Lantern Master knowledge, most likely because Ahashia's IQ was too low.
It gradually fell silent outside, and the sounds of people and footsteps gradually disappeared. Only the occasional howl of wolves could be heard in the distant mountains and forests.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, Garen gradually calmed down.
His somewhat impetuous heart gradually calmed down. Unconsciously, his thoughts drifted back to their previous direction.
"I was able to reach the top of the world in two years in the last world, but I don't believe that in this world I can only accept my fate!" He sat cross-legged, his eyes shining brightly in the night.
Recalling everything from the previous world, Xianflan, Old Man Geguo, Andrela, the King of Nightmares, Ying'er, uncle¨.
Familiar faces kept appearing before my eyes,
Garen slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
hiss.
¨．
A stream of cool air was sucked into his lungs, refreshing his spirits.
"Silver Lantern Master"
He sat silently on the bed, reorganized his thoughts, and carefully searched and thought about possible ways to enter the field of silver lantern master.
"If it is really because of IQ, then going to Vindman directly will definitely cause problems. No one will believe that someone can suddenly become smarter for no reason, and have many different personal habits, especially the silver lantern master.
If you are not stupid, then this one is unfortunately denied for the time being."
He put aside Vindman and continued to think.
"The next step is to look for other silver lantern masters. Self-study is definitely not possible. It is a waste of time. And if you don't communicate and understand the outside world, you will stick to your own standards. You don't know how you will die by then." He recalled carefully what he saw in the scene, and
What a valuable scenario in this regard.
The picture was a bit huge, so he had to browse quickly one by one.
Time passes by minute by second
Secret martial arts world
Garonxian Fran was killed by a nuclear bomb and a volcanic eruption. The island of smoke completely swelled and became the top of a huge crater. It is known as the Black Smoke Pot Crater.
Only a small half of the world's elite who participated in the Battle of Smoke Island managed to escape, and many of them left more or less sequelae.
For a time, the martial arts strength of the entire world declined.
Half a month after the eruption of the volcano, the King of Nightmares moved into Baiyun Gate and joined forces with Star Ring Gate to stabilize the martial arts situation in the south. All members began to board a boat in a planned and arranged manner, preparing to go to the East.
Due to the eruption of giant volcanoes on three continents, volcanic ash was mixed into the atmospheric circulation, causing the air on the three continents to become increasingly poor, the sky to be dark, and the oceans to be polluted. Plants and animals were also affected, and large amounts of toxic substances were scattered and circulated to various parts of the world.
one year later
The Star Ring Gate, Baiyun Gate, and the Siren Organization each acquired a giant ship, and under the explicit command of Andrela, they set off towards the east one after another.
At the same time, Garen's parents, sister, and uncle's family were all hypnotized by the Nightmare King and brought aboard.
"Can you tell me how my brother died?" Ying'er asked Andrela who was standing at the bow of the boat. Her waist-length purple-black hair was tied up at the waist and kept blowing in the wind. She looked slender and
Pure.
"Your brother" Andrela was silent for a moment, "he may be the strongest person in the world"
"The strongest person in the world?!" Ying'er opened her eyes wide.
Andrela looked far away to the distant sea and slowly recalled everything about Garen. "On the way to martial arts, he has reached an extreme that ordinary people can't imagine. His spiritual power has reached a state of unity.
"Three years into his career, he has achieved countless victories, defeated many of the world's top players, and reached the pinnacle step by step!" Andrela said lightly, "As his sister, you should be proud."
"It's true." A enchanting female voice came from behind the two of them. It was a nightmare.
She changed into the same appearance as Ying'er and walked over. Although the appearance was the same, her temperament was completely different from Ying'er herself, without any sense of purity.
"It only took Garen three years to become the now recognized Saint of Fist. He killed the first divine general Palosha and became the strongest new first divine general! His strength is so strong that he is no longer human.
"
While Ying'er was feeling sad, she also had a hint of yearning. Listening to the two top experts' comments about her brother, she felt a surge of emotion welling up from the bottom of her heart.
The three of them stood at the bow of the boat, immersed in memories for a while and said nothing.
The three ships continued to sail towards the eastern sea quickly.
Bang!!
Suddenly, a splash of water exploded high, less than a hundred meters in front of the ship.
The white water column suddenly dispersed, and a light rain fell on the deck.
"Alert!! There's a black flag ahead!! It's pirates!" the sailor on the observation deck shouted loudly. The gunners on the deck took action in a hurry, each running to their own fort positions.
Andrella raised her hands.
"Raise the white flag!"
white flag?!
Ying'er was slightly stunned. Doesn't the white flag represent surrender?
She suddenly discovered that there were words written on the raised white flag. It was not just a white flag of surrender. And the words on it were
In the distant waters, on dozens of ships with black skull and crossbones flags of different sizes, several strong pirates looked here with binoculars.!
"It's Baiyunmen's ship. Let it go!"
The pirate ship turned around and left without any hesitation.
Ying'er stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the pirate ship in the distance, and suddenly felt a strange and shocking feeling in her heart.
"This is the power of the world's most recognized master!" Andrela said with emotion. "Twenty-six encounters with pirates, without exception, just raising this flag is enough."
"Whether it is the Immortal Palace, the Demon Elephant Sect, or other countries have all recognized that God General Garen is the strongest man on the ground! There is no one!" Nightmare took over. "The last moment Weisman released the nuclear bomb
, many experts saw the moment when Garen punched the sky. His spirit statue was also clearly visible above the Smoke Island."
Andrela nodded. "Actually, these pirates are not afraid of galleons, but a kind of respect. Respect for the courage and fearless spirit of warriors who dare to punch at the pinnacle of hot weapons. Pirate King Mex himself is also a top warrior.
I just didn’t arrive at the Smoke Island in time, but I did see the majestic final scene of the platinum-gold statue on the sea.”
"It's more about this kind of spirit than the strength of respect." Nightmare added. "The spirit of Garon Lombard is now an extremely popular culture in the martial arts world and even in the armies of various countries. Some soldiers
He even had Garen's head tattooed on his body. He symbolizes the ultimate in martial arts! The spirit of never giving up even in the face of desperate situations."
"This is your brother."
"This is your brother."
The two of them expressed the same emotion one after another.
Ying'er stood facing the sea breeze, as if a fire was burning in her heart. Her eyes were moist, but she didn't know whether it was sadness or pride.
Woo!!!
Suddenly, far away in the sea, a large group of black ships were neatly sailing in the opposite direction to them, towards the direction of the three continents.
The piercing sound of the sirens was endless, the ships were densely packed with countless cannons, and the black color almost completely covered the blue sea.
"That was the Pirate King responding to the call of the Asgard to attack Wiseman's army!" Andrela looked at the fleet from a distance and explained in a low voice. "Senfran and Garen were killed by nuclear bombs and volcanic eruptions. The Asgard's
People fell into madness, and it seemed that the death of Fairy Fran had brought an end to one of their plans. The two men from Fairy Palace wreaked havoc in Weisman territory. Among them, the Fire Bird Mother detonated the ammunition depots of two military bases within three days, and also
Exploded a biochemical research base, causing tens of thousands of casualties and infections. The method was not ordinary vicious!"
"Weisman did not expect that detonating the Black Smoke Pot Volcano would have such a huge negative impact. Now all countries in the world have formed a coalition to attack Weisman in an all-out manner." Nightmare said gloatingly, "When we left, the Federation and Tulip
The coalition forces of the Republic have officially captured the port of Wiseman Marseta."
"There are people from the Immortal Palace destroying it inside, and there is an attack by the world coalition forces outside. Wiseman is completely finished this time." Andrela nodded.
Garen thought silently, and he dug out scenes about the Silver Lantern Master one by one.
Maybe it's because he didn't have the influence of the God Statue's success, or maybe his strength was weakened in this world. Without invincible strength, there is naturally no invincible confidence.
But he is confident that even if he changes to another world, he can become a stronger being. The difference lies in how much time it takes.
If he wants to return to the previous world, he must ensure that no accidents happen to him again. Being forced to die and travel across time is completely out of his control. He cannot guarantee whether he will be able to travel to a completely unfamiliar world after dying again, or even just this.
Completely die.
If he wants to avoid this from happening, he must first solve this problem in two years.
After the battle with Xianflan at the peak, his surging mood and the gap between peak and ordinary gradually calmed down completely. Garen's thoughts at this moment were calmer than ever before.
Suddenly an extremely subtle picture flashed through his mind.
"That's not right!" He frowned and began to recall some vague memory scenes.
Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a black top hat vaguely appeared behind a group of people in the picture. The man was wearing a black tuxedo and white gloves, and held a short cane in his hand.
"Is that the silver lantern master named Aining?! He's not dead?" Garen was slightly startled and immediately recognized the person in the picture.
He suddenly got off the bed and took off his shoes, walked to the window and looked out.
On the dark lakeside in the distance, wisps of black smoke can be faintly seen floating above the forest.
"Since he is not dead, it means that he is probably still alive in this battle! This is an opportunity!"
He took a closer look at the area around the Burning Land, and there were still a few people holding torches finishing up.
He stood by the window and waited for more than ten minutes before the two people gradually walked away. Then he put on his coat, put on his boots, and quietly left the room.
After leaving the small building, Garen quietly approached it in the direction he saw. Soon he returned to the vicinity of the burned place with a familiar route.