"It was sothing assisted by the people from the Banquet of the Gods, and as a return, I worked for them for a period."
Farina pouted, looking pitiful: "The enemies back then were really strong."
She suddenly leaned close to Li Ang, the softness of her body transmitting a scorching heat, a scent like pine roasted by flas rose into his nostrils.
"You don't need to tell
that."
Li Ang wasn't too used to her kind of closeness, even many years ago. That tall mature figure with exaggerated curves, he'd never seen anything like it except in the Ox Race.
"Oh?" Farina seed even more interested, and leaned in closer to him.
"That kind of shyness at the age of teens was the cutest, later you always wore a stern face calculating this and that. Could it be that after reopening the group, your ntality has returned to the past?
"If you keep being so cute, big sister will find you more and more appetizing."
Farina tried to grasp Li Ang's hair for a rough squeeze, but he dodged beforehand.
"Your fetish for younger is really... I'm almost becoming an old uncle."
Li Ang helplessly jumped off the Dragon Bone.
"Not everyone can do it, you still have that doll face, I think I heard of a spell sowhere that makes people younger... Let big sister see your expression just now."
Farina chased after him.
Mort crossed his arms and looked up at the sky, pretending not to notice this slightly ambiguous scene.
...
Northeast of the city cluster, Blood Eagle Achilles Samlo led his n, traversing through the bustling avenue.
He wielded dual swords, walking at the forefront, surrounded by the elite of The Sandbone Group, followed by regular mbers, each holding weapons, swaggering arrogantly through the streets.
Every stall or vehicle blocking their way was hacked and smashed into pieces, accompanied by taunts and curses, and wild laughter.
All under Achilles's approval.
The Sandbone Group smashed and looted along the way, destroying the central greenbelt and fountains of the road.
The entire group advanced towards the Platinum Hall.
Seeing their nacing montum, the guards of the Platinum Hall, though aware they were allies, suddenly felt sothing was wrong and stepped forward to stop them.
"What are you doing?"
"The Sandbone Group? Haven't you received enough of the Platinum King's rewards and now want to rob?"
Without a word, Blood Eagle cut a guard in front of him into two with a single swing.
He swung the Bloodthirsty Blade and said to his n: "Charge in, find the Platinum King's Treasure Vault for ! Take whatever you want along the way!"
The shriekers of The Sandbone Group rushed into the lavish palace, and Achilles's large hands tightly gripped the head of another guard.
"Let
also ask about the location of the Treasure Vault."
Before long, through repeated brutal interrogation of the guards, gathering the leaked fragnts of words, and destructive searches by the Sandbone Group mbers, Blood Eagle found the Platinum King's Treasure Vault.
The team's professionals grabbed the Magical Technology Hard Lock Device and Magic Dispel Scroll, employing various thods for a round of attempts, finally succeeding in opening the door.
"Don't hurry to take things."
Achilles said to the ordinary mbers who were eager to loot the jewels: "Go find the thing I want, before he showed , it was a silver-white statue resembling a wolf, also equipped with a magical device."
His subordinates responded affirmatively, splitting up to search.
Skipping over jewels long overlooked, his gaze lingered on so Extraordinary Equipnt, Achilles wandered around the vault and found his target at the sound of his n's call.
On a platinum base lay a peculiar device.
On the device was a statue of a giant beast resembling a seated giant wolf, so called because it was surrounded by much smaller figures of the Beast-Earkin, depicted ticulously offering flowers, wearing exquisitely sculpted long robes.
Beneath the statue was a small machine where glowing spheres encircled a blood-red sphere, resembling blood-filled, rotating.
Blood Eagle observed his double-edged blades, and the blood flowing on the blade seed to be unconsciouly drawn by the blood sphere of the device,
"This is the Blood Control item I've been looking for. As long as I have it, my abilities will greatly enhance."
Achilles spoke to his elite confidants.
He sheathed his swords, reaching to grasp the giant beast statue.
Behind him, suddenly a strange sound arose.
It sounded like the separation of flesh.
An enemy?
Blood Eagle was startled and grasped his sword handle again, but all he saw was a streak of red on the smooth surface of the giant beast sculpture.
Is that my blood?
...
On the sand desert, The Howling Wolf entered the final sprint.
Andasu's mind and will were nearing the limit, her grip on the steering wheel and power rod stable as ever, with part being a result of overcoming fatigue using tense muscles after constant battles and maneuvers during the speed fluctuations of The Howling Wolf.
Crossing the finish line, the spectators and Reed loudly shouted.
In the Flowing Silver Arena, the cheering was deafening.
The annual event would conclude as the racing ended.
Many people were calling out the nas "Platinum Ace" and "An
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