Mystical Journey

In the dark blue Courtroom basilica.

"What's the situation?" Garen's voice fell from a height. It was grand and broad, giving people a sense of extreme prestige.

Second Elder and the other two old men quietly stood in the center of the basilica in a shape that resembled a fan.

The two old men were similar in their appearances. They seemed to be twin brothers and were advanced in years. They had white hair and white beards. Each of them had a black cane in their hands and their white robe was constantly puffed out by the cold stream.

They were the Ice-Crack and Ice-Grand brothers who had returned to the headquarters from the polar base. After acquiring the Distorted Seed, the two Non-falling Levels' strength had entered an unfathomable state. Adding to the ambiguity of their body aura, even Garen did not know what level they had reached. After all, the greater the strength of the parasite of Distorted Seed, the more terrific the increase was.

After Second Elder acquired the Distorted Seed, from his initial stage at the bottom of the Non-falling Level, he had only risen to the peak of the Non-Falling Level. He could be considered to have only just restored the dignity of the original Second Elder. But now, he was somewhat shrinking in fear in front of Ice-Crack and Ice-Grand.

If Garen had not checked to confirm that the real Second Elder had been completely killed off by Carthage, leaving only this flesh for this fellow to parasitize, and if it were not for him occupying the body of Second Elder, he would have gotten rid of this disgusting waste with a strike earlier on.

"The statistics are already out," Second Elder reported with a fawn smile. "In the whole sect, there are a total of one hundred and sixty-seven Inherited Levels with more than half of them breaking through recently. Under the increase brought about by the Scarlet Snow Wine, they have acquired the Armor of Ice and their strength has greatly improved."

"Get to the point!" Garen said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Second Elder, or the parasite, whose real name was Dansey, quickly put it short. "The number of Non-falling Levels has been completely stabilized at about eleven people."

"Eleven people? Is it possible to have even more?" Garen asked.

"The possibility of having more is not big..." The Fake-Second-Elder, Dansey, quickly answered.

"Since this is a Secret Technique Sect, we must restore the glory of Secret Technique..." A thought flashed through Garen's mind. "From now on, discard the system of elders and put all those who entered Non-falling Level into the new position of Ice Demon General. Their authority is one-third of the original elders."

"Sect Master, that's eleven people. Would the number be too many?" Ice-Grand frowned from beside.

"Many? How could it be many?" Garen shrugged it off. "I think it is too few instead. That is how it will be. In addition, change the name Armor of Ice to Ice Demonic Armor. You are all dismissed."

"Yes."

The trio retreated respectfully. The more powerful they were, the more they felt the horrific aura around Garen, and the more they realized the gap between Garen and them.

After the trio had left, a white old man soon entered the basilica slowly.

It was Osho Ice-Ocean, who had originally wanted to return and seize power. He was an over five-thousand-and-six-hundred-years-old ancient.

At this time, he looked not much different from those old gentlemen; white slim suit and a neat white-golden short hair with a strand of it hanging from the right side corner. A small tuft of white beard was left on the chin, while the rest was shaved cleanly.

Holding a white cane in one hand and an eyeglass, which was just taken off, in another hand, his posture was straight and tall and his expression was solemn.

Anyone who saw him the first time would get an impression of one who was clean, elegant, calm and steady. But, in the same way, such a face would also give people an ambitious sense of power.

"Sect Master, what have you sought this old man for?" Ice-Ocean asked with a hint of awe from the depths of his heart.

"As the best-informed family, how is the situation now?" Garen went straight into the topic. He had asked Osho to go collect information these days and now it was time to grasp the information.

"There is something wrong with the situation. The Major Battle has been delayed and Magnetic Field did not give any specific reply. However, there is news circulating from many small and medium sects that the Major Battle this time is likely to cause a reshuffle in three major organizations," Osho Ice-Ocean replied softly. "I am sending people to conduct a careful investigation. Because of the uncertainty of the news, it was not reported to Sect Master yet."

"Did Alice and the others make any movements?"

"No. They wanted to leave, but now that there are wars and disputes, the Stargates nearby have been dominated by the big Sects. It's okay for a single person to leave, but it can be troublesome when there are more people," explained Osho.

Garen also understood that this may be the work of the three major organizations, but it was more likely that Carthage and others had given impetus to the situation. Only by sealing off the Stargates could the Energy Machinists be completely eliminated.

In any case, the Scarlet Snow Sect had finally survived the original storm. As one of the surviving sects, the Scarlet Snow Sect was eliminated only after more than a hundred years in the Battle of Ice Age.

From this perspective, there was just enough time to settle his own business.

Garen's eyes glimmered slightly.

"Go prepare. You will temporarily preside over the sect. I'm going out on a trip."

"Going out!?" Osho Ice-Ocean was a little surprised. "Sect Master, the situation within the Sect has just been settled, and there are wars and chaos on the outside. At this kind of time, we need a powerful figure such as you, Sect Master, to keep watch. Going out now might cause instability in the hearts of the people!"

He was not feigning it but was really considering it. Although he had vainly tried to seize power, during this times of war, strength and capability were the foundation of it all. With a powerful figure like Garen keeping watch, it was served as a reassurance.

"It's okay. I've got my own arrangements," Garen said lightly. "Pull back the Business Alliance completely and drop the peripheral parts of the business first. Have everyone return to the headquarters of Planet Scarlet Snow. All the powerhouses on Planet Naga are to return as well. The resources in stock are sufficient for us to use up to hundreds of years. During this time, we just need to quietly wait for the war to pass."

"Since Sect Master has already made a decision, I will not say anything more. It's just that, Sect Master, the present situation hasn't reached this level yet, has it?"

Garen was calm and collected. His knuckles gently knocked on the seat.

Pap.

A silver resplendent star map suddenly appeared in the air between the two people.

The star map was a square. The map was full of twinkling stars and dots. Each star represented a planet.

"These are the two major nebulae. The Human Race and the Finite People are divided into two sides."

Garen lifted his finger and the square star map was immediately divided into two blocks: red and blue. On the blue parts, there appeared the logo of Human Race, while the red showed the Finite logo.

Hiss...

The nebula of the Human Race quickly magnified and occupied the entire square star map, making the entire star map a blue one.

"We are…here." Garen raised his finger and gently pointed.

Hum!

On the blue star map, a small, irregular area emerged from the furthest corner, turning white with the Energy Machinist logo appearing on it.

"Whether it is the Positive Spatial Universe or the Negative Spatial Universe, our star region is only this large, less than one-tenth of the entire Human Race area," Garen continued.

Osho Ice-Ocean knitted his eyebrows together and was puzzled.

"However, we have occupied one-third of the entire Human Race's resources, and perhaps even more," The Garen's tone changed, becoming increasingly low and deep.

Osho Ice-Ocean was immediately startled.

"You mean...the pilots might take action against us... That's impossible! We Energy Machinists have the support of the Regent Level!"

"Nothing is impossible," Garen said plainly. "By now, perhaps many of the top-level people have already seen some indication of it. This is an open secret. But as the Stargates have been sealed off, there is also no way to escape."

"If that is the case! Then all the more you should not leave!" Osho was stunned and spoke in a low voice.

"I have my plan and intention. You need not worry," Garen raised his hand to stop him from speaking. "In addition to that, I may bring someone to leave together. Rest assured."

Osho frowned hard and felt that the situation was turning more complex and stranger. He was feeling more and more that this Sect Master, who had always been mysterious, was unfathomable. The Scarlet Snow Sect was a small sect and yet, he could actually know this kind of classified information. One could imagine how profound the card this new Sect Master had in his hand.

"In that case, who are you planning to bring along?"

"Turing," Garen whispered with a smile.

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Mother Planet.

Central Academy.

The vast towers and castle of the Central Academy stood quietly on an isolated island in the middle of the ocean. The white castle had an irregularly triangular, cone-like shape with honeycomb-like black holes on it. A large number of small spaceships went in and out of the mouth of the honeycomb continually.

From time to time, a flock of white seabirds would circle around the castle and made cawing noises.

Blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, beaches, and white gull birds together with the white castle and minaret which stood in the middle.

A spaceship in the sky slowly released a white projection.

"Celebrating the three thousandth year of the establishment of the Central Academy."

The white projection was still as it continued to surf in the sky, displaying to anyone passing by below.

The castle was surrounded by white roads extending in all directions. Exquisite and gorgeous sedans continued to hover above. Many of these cars were driven by students and instructors. Occasionally, one could see a Mech flying out of the castle heading far away.

In one of the cars, a tall and robust man admired the huge Central Castle.

"It's beautiful. One will definitely feel good to study in this environment. With the beach, pretty girls, swimsuits, tsk tsk…"

The man had a V-shaped white mark between his eyebrows. It seemed to be an inlaid metal tattoo. He had short purple-black hair, and his outfit was no different compared to any other students. The white T-shirt and jeans looked very inconspicuous.

"Nono, if you want to go back to the Blackboard Academy, you can only transfer from here. There really is no other way. Only this place has a long-distance teleportation portal. This thing is extremely expensive. It costs at least ten thousand Universal Units to teleport once. Apart from the rich people, most people are forced to either drive or to fly by spaceship."

The driver was a student of the Central Academy, Luke, whom he encountered on the way by chance and gave him a friendly ride.

Luke was a typical rich kid. He was only an ordinary second-year student at the Central Academy and was only here to gild himself.1

The two men looked out of the window. On the golden beach in the distance, one could see some girls in bikinis and men walking and playing with water over there.

"I heard that there are also many beautiful women in Blackboard. It is said that the people in Maria Region are all women. Tsk tsk, how nice. Unfortunately, my hometown is on the Western continent. Otherwise, I can go and have a look too..." Luke was a standard dandy disciple, but he was enthusiastic about making friends and liked to travel. "I also know a few friends from Blackboard who came to study at Central Academy. How about going with them together when the time comes?"

"It doesn't matter to me so long as I can go back," Garen smiled faintly. He was sent directly to the Mother Planet through a Star-Level teleportation portal. From Planet Scarlet Snow to the Mother Planet, he had spent two golden crystals. The expense was huge. But he did not expect the teleportation portal on the Mother Planet was in disrepair since the early years, causing an error in the teleportation positioning and sending him directly into the Radiation Zone in ​​the wilderness. Furthermore, the current Mother Planet was still in the stage of an inter-region blockade, as the Predator Wave was still at its peak.

Garen could only quietly enter the nearest region, and he did not expect it to be Central Region, which had the largest territory and was the site of Central Academy. He then simply went straight to the Central Academy to use its long-distance teleportation portal to return to Blackboard Region.

As a result, he met Luke on the way. According to him, he saw that Garen had an extraordinary temperament and was clearly not an ordinary person. He sincerely wanted to befriend him, which was why he took the initiative to pull over and gave him a ride.