Backstage of the venue, ergency dical room.
The fluorite spotlight illuminated the operating table.
Julius was covered in blood, barely breathing, completely in shock, gradually losing vital signs.
"Few people are this ruthless in the finals, except through Life Alchemy, there's no other way to save him."
Mask, gloves, sterile clothing.
About ten doctors gathered around, quickly discussing clinical plans.
Because it's an ergency rescue room, only survival is guaranteed, with syringes thicker than a bicycle pump, a three-foot-long saw, various dical tools having a sowhat frightening implication.
"If we use Life Alchemy, his lifespan will be significantly shortened, but given his current state, we can't consider that now, he will thank us after the surgery."
A doctor said.
"Have you not paid attention to today's news? It seems this person has a great hatred with Nether Fla, Life Alchemy is an extre thod, not listed in the organizer's dical regulations... why not, sell a favor to Nether Fla."
The lead doctor made a decision.
The Imperial Guard, responsible for protecting the safety of the Royal Family and their relatives, had a considerable number.
Besides those beside Phoenix, other mbers were on alert in any passages that could approach the special seats of the Royal Family.
"This person must be saved, no matter what the ans."
A tall dark shadow, violating the dical room's rules, leaned at the dical room's door with a great sword in hand.
"Lord Kane?"
The lead doctor was taken aback.
He was about 2.4 ters tall, wolf-headed, human-bodied, covered in jet-black fur, dressed in all-black Heavy Armor, missing a chunk from his left ear, his crimson beastly eyes restraining terrifying fierceness.
Entering the court through the Continent Martial Arts Competition is considered the Evil Path, the legitimate route requires years of gradual progress.
Kane, as the attendant to Black Sword Nether Fla, had been in the Imperial Guard for several years, now officially becoming a mber of the Imperial Guard due to his seniority and an achievent in protecting Phoenix, holding a high position, able to command the Royal City Army.
"Do as I say."
Kane's tone seeped with bone-chilling coldness.
Black Sword Nether Fla had much leverage over him, even now being on an equal level, he was constrained in everything, used by him.
The top four of the Continent Martial Arts Competition also have the qualification to enter the Imperial Guard, this is a godsend opportunity.
The lead doctor only pondered for a mont; although selling a favor to Nether Fla was good, whether it brought profits was another story.
Compared to offending Kane, who is also in the Imperial Guard, discretion was needed in what to do.
"Inject excitatory inhibitors and catalysts, imdiately prepare for the imprinting of Life Alchemy."
The extre treatnt asures for Julius began.
After confirming everything was okay, Kane left the dical room, returning to his post to patrol.
Just now there was explosive news.
Of course, he was also aware of it.
That guy... still not dead after so many years?
anwhile.
On-site at the Continent Martial Arts Competition, the female host was doing final warm-up work, the pool of bets had soared to astronomical figures.
The 16th Continent Martial Arts Competition would draw to a close with the epic showdown between Divine Sword Xiaolong and the strongest dark horse Gedre.
The fireworks display bood loudly, continuously hitting the sky.
The two were still backstage restoring their state.
As there wasn't much background information on Gedre, the female host recounted various experiences of Xiaolong as a Hall-level Adventurer.
The astrological scene on the Stargazing Festival day had also reached its most beautiful ti, various celestial bodies intersecting, the starry river splendid, creating a truly beautiful sight.
In the Royal Family's special seating.
Due to the limitations of inkjet technology, although newspapers could now include photos, they were only in black and white.
In Lostra, the intelligence personnel, at the first mont, sent newspapers via fax machine to the relevant departnt of the Aran Royal Court.
The information gap and the speed of information transmission are among the most crucial factors in the gas between major powers.
Cicero took the newspaper.
The official dia in Lostra couldn't report on these politically inclined events, and could only delegate to local dia.
The newspaper stated.
Black Sail was one of the International Corps that joined Mulong's anti-imperialism front, resolving the forr deputy director of the Old Aran Witch Hunting Secret Departnt, who once terrified the entire Western Continent.
Given the person was active so twenty to thirty years ago, reckoning sixteen months as a year, that was indeed a long ti ago.
Many young people didn't know who it was, with the focus on describing the person's "life and death silence."
A group photo of Black Sail's crew with Zote was also published in the newspaper.
These people seed not to take it seriously at all, approaching it with a mindset of checking off a tourist site.
A large sub-dragon person was gesturing an axe at Zote's neck.
A Highland Wolfman was even squatting by the corpse, sticking his tongue out in a dramatically rock-and-roll "peace" gesture with both hands horizontal.
Others seed relatively normal in comparison.
At the center, Liszt stood with one foot on Zote's corpse, making a sowhat silly V-sign.
Cicero: "..."
He remained silent for a long ti.
Back when the Old Aran Monarch was executed on the throne, Ogne and Zote along with several sergeants were all brought to account.
Ogne, the most feared symbol in the Western Continent and Chief of the Secret Departnt, attempted to shoot himself before capture to evade trial, but was apprehended at the last mont, stopped, publicly trialed, and put to extre punishnt.
Zote was locked in the Northern Prison, escaping years ago during a riot; the Royal Court also dispatched a special pursuit group, but the person was extrely cunning, with a strong anti-surveillance awareness, moving around various places, without progress for a long ti.
Unexpectedly, he finally t his end at the hands of a group of pirates.
Now the matter has beco complicated...
Originally, the prison riot was considered a dereliction of duty by the Royal Court, given the viciousness of Zote, this group of people indeed achieved great rit, eliminating the most significant remnant of the forr Aran dynasty, the number-one wanted criminal.
Although from the Aran judicial perspective, Liszt could still be executed.
Yet, judiciary and practice are not the sa thing.
"Proceed as originally planned."
Cicero concluded.
With his high position, whatever happens is just so big, it doesn't affect his decision-making.
Alicia could be handed over to anyone but Lostra, and Liszt's power must be destroyed, capturing him back to the country.
Only so details were altered.
When Liszt was judged, considering the balance of rits and derits, sentencing him to a light sentence of detention for a few years to ten years would suffice, this way it could appease the masses and silence the dostic opposition.
However, it did not an letting Liszt off entirely, mainly during Liszt's detention, to cold-handle him, slowly diminishing his influence, gradually increasing penalties until he remained imprisoned for life; by the ti he beca useless, don't ntion executing him, considering the condition of outlaws at Heaven Port, even suicide was conceivable.
Over this period, staying silent and cold-handling things were crucial, declaring anything prematurely would stimulate uncontrollable undercurrents, with all sides making a deal out of this matter.
Just not making a statent would be adequate.
"Okay."
Phoenix simply nodded, his gaze involuntarily falling on Saleret and Kai Deng below, although he didn't co today just to go through the motions, these matters were beyond his capabilities, too shocking, they were foes faced by his father and their generation.
It nearly busted Ben's heart!
Brother Li, you're crueler than an animal, is this sothing a human could do? Luckily it was a false alarm, yet we still must deal with what you've purchased! What a close call, still grasp! Preside! Overpower!
To Cicero, except for Zote, the people in the group photo were all small players, he didn't even know which one was Liszt.
Considering the developnt to such an extent, it was still necessary to further study.
Have Wesker call in Ben to identify who was whom in the group photo.
Given a chance to perform, Ben certainly didn't dare to slack off, revealing all of Black Sail's gang's backgrounds in full detail.
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