The fire in the fireplace was so strong that the whole room was as hot as mid-sumr in July, but Stark still didn't feel the slightest warmth. He wrapped himself in a thick fur coat, but he still felt as if his soul had been torn through, and the extre emptiness and coldness had seized the opportunity to drill in. His face was pale and his entire body was cold, but sweat covered his forehead, and blood began to drip from the corners of his eyes and nose.
This was what rry saw when she walked in. She was very worried about her master. In her years with Stark, she had never seen her master so miserable. Even when he was expelled and displaced by the people of Adahua Planet, Stark did not look like he did now. At that ti, Stark was like a wandering star rcenary. He discovered the two sisters in a shabby city on a dark planet and brought them back to nurture a new generation of sword slaves.
The two of them were absolutely willing to sacrifice everything for Stark, including their own lives.
But now, there was nothing she could do about Stark's injuries.
Seeing rry's expression, Stark could still laugh, "It's nothing. It's just a combination of light and dark injuries. I'll get through it, I'll get through it, won't I?"
"Master, Diego is here," said another sword slave outside the door with a knock on the door.
"Very good, let him see ."
rry hesitated, "Should we change the ti?"
"No need. You can go out. I want to talk to that man alone."
"Master?"
"It's fine. Let's go out." Stark waved his hand.
When lly left, Diego had just entered through the door. Seeing Stark, he was stunned for a mont, then lowered his head and said, "My lord, are you looking for ?"
"Why don't you look at , Mr. Diego?" Stark trembled even as he spoke, but the smile on his face remained, "Are you afraid I'll see the expression on your face? Let guess, Mr. Diego is thinking. Look, this fellow is so badly injured, or can I take the opportunity to kill him and get rid of all this?"
Diego's chest rose and fell. He suddenly raised his head and rushed up. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're right. Perhaps I can try."
Footsteps rang out from outside, but Stark shouted, "Don't co in!"
Then he looked at Diego and hooked his hand from the sleeve of his coat. "If it was , I would try. How about it, Mr. Diego? It's a once in a lifeti opportunity."
Diego's thoughts rose. He looked at Stark's eyes, but after a while, the aura on his body fell and he shook his head with a bitter smile. Suddenly, he knew that he could not defeat Stark. The other party had already grasped his thoughts from the beginning, but he was still hesitating about whether to make a move. Compared to Stark, he was far inferior. At this point, he could no longer raise the thought of resisting Stark.
Stark laughed, "You made a wise choice, Mr. Diego. I promise you, you will get what you deserve. Before that, I need you to do sothing for ."
"What do you need to do, my lord?" Diego's gaze had returned to calm.
Stark took out a test tube from his bosom. There was a pale yellow liquid inside. But in the middle of the liquid was a round blood droplet. Threads of fla flashed in the blood bead from ti to ti, making it very strange. Diego asked in surprise, "What is this?"
"Your old friend, Alan's blood." Stark said without concealing anything, "I took the opportunity to collect a few drops of blood when I fought him outside the imperial capital. I need you to send him back to Earth and hand him over to the Adahua Planet ambassador's mansion in Babylon. Tell those arrogant fellows that this is the blood of the Son of Twilight. Don't worry about the rest."
"Son of Twilight?" Diego wanted to ask what it was, but it seed like Stark wouldn't say anything. He could only say, "Sir, it's not like you don't know. My family and I have been out of touch for a long ti, and I can't go back."
'"You can't go back, but Alan can. I've gathered information about him, and it shows that he didn't show up for a while. I'm sure he left the planet during that ti. Since he can leave, he must have the ans to return to Earth. Go find him, gain his trust, and ask him to help you return to Earth."
Diego did not deny this. It was because Alan had reconnected with Earth that the Federation knew of the existence of Planet Paradise and the Grants sent him to participate in the developnt.
"This works, but I was standing on the opposite side of Allen. It won't be that easy for him to trust , will it?"
"This is simple." Stark smiled. "Hawson has discovered that the Boleyn family helped Julian sneak south. Our king has now sent an army to intercept his brother." I will tell you the exact whereabouts of this army, and you will use it to gain Alan's trust. There's no need for him to trust you completely, as long as he feels your sincerity. Besides, you only want to return to Earth. This doesn't conflict with him much. He won't make things difficult for you anymore. It would be even better if you added so conditions, such as so rewards from your family. "
Diego smiled bitterly, "My lord, this is a very risky matter."
'"Mr. Diego, if you want to gain anything, you have to pay for it. There is no such thing as a good thing in this world. I think you will understand this, right?" Stark patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go, as long as you give this test tube to the people of Adahua Planet, your mission will be complete. After that, I will help you beco the Grant Clan's Patriarch in return."
Diego was stunned for a mont, then his eyes surged with fanaticism, "Deal?"
"When have I ever lied to you?" Stark asked.
After Diego left excitedly, Stark sat down dejectedly and coughed out a mouthful of blood. The two girls hurriedly ca in and helped him to bed. Stark's expression beca even uglier, but he laughed, "Look, I won the bet again."
Diego did not know that he had missed an excellent opportunity. If he had just attacked, he might have caused the Pirate Emperor to drink his hatred here. Unfortunately, life has never been like this.
When Alan opened his eyes, he saw that he was already standing on a desolate bare ground. The dark red earth continued to extend forward, and cracks appeared on the ground. Occasionally, poisonous smoke or blazing flas would spurt out from the cracks. There were dim flas everywhere. This was a world where there were no plants to live in. All this place had was fire, lava, and poisonous gas.
He looked at his hand. Now, his body had no human characteristics. The rock is his skin, the fire is his blood. As he breathed, the flas beneath the rock layer flickered brightly. When the flas lit up, the cracks in the rock layer on his body would spray out flas like lines.
At this mont, he was in the depths of his consciousness.
At the end of the earth, where the two suns were, an ancient will was calling to him. Allen took a step forward and began the long journey.
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