Boom boom boom!!
Outside Hurricane Island, the flas of war blaze on.
Large fleets of multi-mast sailing ships fire at each other, the tulip and purple crystal flags opposing one another.
"Ah!!"
A soldier screams, hit by a stray bullet, falling into the sea.
Bang!!!
A multi-mast sailing ship is struck by several cannons, breaking its hull and deck, splitting in two as flas shoot skyward.
Cries of agony resonate all around, as a dozen soldiers, set ablaze, sink into the seabed.
Such scenes have long beco the norm around Hurricane Island, as the Steel Kingdom and Tulip Kingdom have declared war against each other.
Peace is no more, and trade has co to a halt.
Lei Long and others, leaving from the island’s northern side, have complex expressions as their telescopes are slowly lowered.
"This is war..."
It kills everyone involved like a at grinder, even so middle and low-level Sequence mbers cannot influence it.
"In the future, it will be hard for Hurricane Island to find peace."
Trin stated sowhat gloomily, his black cotton clothes still humble.
The other sailors’ gazes wavered, their faces full of lancholy, including the families departing with them, sharing similar expressions.
Having just gotten familiar with Hurricane Island, now they must leave again.
Who would want this if there were no alternative?
"Sir, should we head directly to Fishman Bay?"
The sailor Ke Ao asked, while Lei Long gently nodded.
"The rmaids there will help us."
"Moreover, we can also complete so transactions for Lord Feng Chen."
During their conversation, he glanced at the cabin.
Three rmaids were placed below, his daughter Antti and other sailors’ families accompanying them.
This was the main reason for his delay in leaving Hurricane Island.
Having finally uncovered the tracks of those nobles, not rescuing the rmaids would be too wasteful.
He believed his actions would satisfy Lord Feng Chen, for only then would the rmaid Clan be willing to truly offer protection.
Splash!!
Imdiately, the fleet gradually sailed away from the island.
Simultaneously.
A small glass bottle filled with gold coins was silently thrown by Lei Long into the sea.
Inside, sand and a letter were mixed together, and then a bluish tentacle danced out, with two large eyes blinking open.
....
"So they’re heading to Fishman Bay."
In the room, Chen Feng received shared imagery and mories through Soul Fire from Jia Ta.
Pensively, he thought, the situation on Hurricane Island was sowhat related to him.
But the evolution to this stage was indeed unexpected.
The two kingdoms waging such a big war over one Hurricane Island.
The Southern Holy Star Empire, and the proud Red Dragon Family all seed like onlookers.
And that Lord Hurricane who feigned death still hadn’t appeared, as if hidden behind the scenes.
Vaguely, Chen Feng felt sothing was amiss.
He shook his head slightly, finally putting aside further scrutiny, tidying up briefly, and opened the door.
The sensation of Transcendence can be slowly explored.
Moreover, subtly.
The supre Ultimate Intent and sensing had been blessed by World Power, he couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing related to him was about to occur.
Clack!
The door closed, and everyone in the first-floor hall turned to look.
"Senior Brother!"
Zhao Tingxiao had finished practicing, returning with Zhou Wuren.
People from Nido Academy brought breakfast again, and Han Chao, Dean Qin, and others all greeted as well.
"Hmm, morning everyone."
Nodding in return to each greeting, Chen Feng descended the stairs, sensing that everyone was subconsciously watching him.
Especially Old Zhang, his expression seed a bit puzzled.
"Senior Zhang?"
"Hm? Haha...."
Old Zhang chuckled, explaining: "It just feels like Master Chen’s aura has changed slightly."
"It’s more ethereal, yet paradoxically, a bit more substantial.... Strange, strange..."
These words made Han Chao and others recollect.
"Indeed, I thought sothing was different about Master Chen today."
"I feel like Senior Brother has also beco a bit fiercer and gentler... such a strange feeling."
"Could Councilman Chen have been through a war, washing off his illustriousness?"
Among the voices of doubt, Chen Feng smiled slightly.
Then, facing Old Zhang’s probing and Zhou Wuren and others’ curiosity, he made a decision.
"Your feelings are correct."
"Because... I have found a true path."
At these words, everyone was taken aback.
Old Zhang’s gaze suddenly brightened, Han Chao and others also quickly ca back to their senses.
"Master Chen, could it be...."
Old Zhang wanted to confirm if last night’s perception was an illusion, and Chen Feng knew his intent, nodding gently.
The scene left everyone in the clouds and fog, but Old Zhang’s face was the most shocked, amazed beyond asure.
The kind of bizarre sound seed to have so connection to the entire world, a feeling distinct from the New Martial.
His heart moved, he wanted to inquire.
But.
Gah!!
A black crow suddenly appeared, soaring through the sky.
Familiar malice crossed hundreds of ters, Chen Feng squinted slightly, looking out the window.
"Hmm?"
Likewise, sensing sothing.
Old Zhang’s face paused, looking up.
Buzz!!!
Several flying devices rapidly approached, slicing through the sky.
Red and blue flashing lights flickered on and off, as individuals riding single-person flying devices and chanical Martial flanked the sides, with over a dozen flying cars following.
Such a commotion made Han Chao and others snap back to reality.
Even more so, everyone from Nido Academy, and the Nido Nobles and wealthy families in surrounding redwood pavilions, all looked with puzzled eyes, unable to comprehend the purpose of this formation.
"Sothing’s not right."
Han Chao was puzzled, feeling a bit wary.
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