Mystical Journey - chapter-1224-prelude-2
Chapter 1224: Prelude 2
Translator:EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor:EndlessFantasy Translation
Garen single-handedly grabbed onto No.5’s neck, it was the same posture
as No.4 before. He let the various blade weapons cut his arms but it was
no harm to him at all.
No.5’s elephant-like strength was currently nothing as he could not
bring out any strength to even fight back.
Nobody knew how Garen broke into the crowd. All they could see was a
massive pit at where he was standing earlier on and he just suddenly
popped up in the middle of the crowd, grabbing onto No.5 who was hidden
Everyone else backed away right away with fear. The people of Vulture
were originally elite powerhouses gathered from all over the place,
brought together by a similar employment method. There was no loyalty at
all. At the sight of this scene, everyone was dumbfounded. Some of them
knew the abnormality of Garen, and some of them who participated in the
Ocean Capital operation backed away sneakily.
No.2’s face fell, she had not expected Garen to be powerful to this
extent. So much firepower and it did not seem to bother him at all as he
directly broke through the defense line.
“Garen!” No.2 yelled, “Don’t repeat your mistakes!!”
At this moment, she saw through it all. It seemed that all the powerful
powerhouses were concealing their true abilities, they were indeed
slacking. Garen had only joined the organization for a year or so, it was
impossible for him to do such a thing and the only reason was that
everyone here was merely afraid of him!
They were scared!
No.2 came up with such a conclusion that she herself did not believe much.
So many powerhouses and such a huge organization, and they were all
terrified of a young man who was barely twenty years old!?
This was hilarious!
It would have been possible if it was Slayer’s case, he was the true
No.2 stunned for a second as she suddenly remembered the last time Garen
fought against Slayer and retreated.
Looking up at Garen at the moment, she thought of a possibility.
“If Garen’s true strength is actually at Slayer’s level… Then the
little people we have now… Not only are they not able to hold him down!
There’s even going to many serious deaths and injuries!” At the
thought of it, a chill sent down her spine.
“Let go of No.5 and we’ll let you go!” No.2 decisively shouted.
The corner of Garen’s mouth arched slightly. Truth be told, he did not
want to completely tear off faces with Vulture. After all, after he
leaves, Kong Xinxue and the others would still be here. They were still
once companions, Nine-Tailed Fox and the others really did help him a
ton. So if it was really necessary, he did not want to cut a clean slate
Grabbing onto No.5 right now and not killing him immediately was because
No.5’s identity was slightly different. He was considered a true
high-rank, and the other reason was that he was still waiting for No.2 to
make a decision.
It seemed that No.2 had just made her decision.
As for the other person who had the authority to decide, No.5, was
currently tugged on the chest by Garen. Under the extreme pressure, he
was unable to even speak a word. Basically, he was just a waste man.
Garen turned his gaze to the crowd that was blocking his exit.
“Get out of the way!” No.2 bellowed.
Right away, the Vulture people left eagerly, all of them backing away.
They were all just mercenary soldiers, not slayers. If the firepower just
now did no harm to Garen, they would just be sending themselves to death.
Now that they had orders, they righteously separated and allowed Garen to
“Thank you then.” Holding on to No.5, Garen strode toward the
entrance of the base before simply throwing No.5 aside.
“Goodbye then,” Garen turned and smiled.
He then vanished into thin air. Nobody caught sight of which direction
was he headed, they could only feel a gust of wind blowing gently, and
everything was back to normal, calm and peaceful.
All that remained were the giant pits caused by the fires earlier on and
the burning sounds of the flames that were still combusting along the
Vulture Sword Master, Garen revolted.
News spread throughout all continents overnight, Red Nation and
especially Black Federation which once suffered all because of Garen were
the first ones who received the news.
Wanted orders were issued straight away. Of course, it was a wanted order
on the surface. Both nations had secretly decided that if Garen was
willing to join their armed forces, they would immediately reserve a seat
for him with the highest military powers.
Especially Black Federation, which straight away announced an
unprecedented hundred million annual salary!
There were no more than three powerhouses in the world who were able to
face Slayer alone and not fail, and Garen was one of them. In addition to
his young age, he had endless potential ahead of him.
This was the sole reason all nations regarded highly of him.
Sometime later in the annual operation of Slayer’s massacre formed by
the three nations, people of Black Federation even publicly sneered at
people of Slan, mocking how they were not able to retain talents and that
they were a sign of the nation’s decay. Both sides started fighting but
everything ended with Slann’s people showing tolerance. They had become
accustomed to tolerance, from the beginning to now, it had become a
habit. At first, they still had Garen, but now they had lost their
strongest power and everyone never felt more defeated.
After the routine joint search for Slayer ended with no results, the
elite forces of the three nations each returned to their countries. The
international situation returned to its original phase, Slann contracted
completely while Black Federation continued expanding, whereas Red Nation
was still experiencing a civil strife. Everyone went back to their own
As for Mind Reader, he had already been quietly rescued by Yuria when he
went forward to check in on Slann. Although they lost the power of the
Sacred Sigil, living the rest of his life as an ordinary person might not
be a bad thing after all. However, the thing that Yuria was most
concerned of was that the idea of relying on Mind Reader to seek his
sister and mother was now over.
Nine-Tailed Fox and the others were not able to contact Garen in any way
at all as he did not respond to any of the messages sent from their
communication device and he ignored all their calls. All contact was cut
After plenty of tries, they decided to give up. After all, the Mind
Reader’s Sacred Sigil was in their hands already.
On the surface of the blue sea, a white speedboat was rushing into the
distance quickly, leaving long white waves from its tail at the back.
Garen stood above the speedboat with a whole new appearance. He had
golden hair and a pair of colorful sunglasses, topless with a pair of
fancy beach shorts matched with a pair of white flip-flops. Even his
height was slightly shorter than his original height.
He looked exactly like a playboy.
The speedboat was headed straight towards the horizon that was not
visible. It was already a deep-sea region, but Garen was not worried
about losing his way and he was just leisurely enjoying the sea breeze.
Unconsciously, an hour or so passed. Garen crouched on the speedboat as
he continued looking straight ahead.
At the sea level in the distance, an equally similar small, white
speedboat gradually emerged. Standing on the deck was a tall slender man
who was dark all over. He was covered in the shadows, only a pair of eyes
exposed on the outside with a hint of red fluorescence.
The man had a red wooden umbrella in his hands, blocking the water that
was splashing around. His red eyes were glued at the direction of Garen
He gently removed his black mask, revealing a pale face that was even
more beautiful than a lady. It gave off a weak and delicate feeling that
begged for pity.
“Slayer.” Garen stood up, drawing out a three-meter-long narrow blade
from behind. “So this is your true appearance?”
Far away, his voice traveled through the waves directly to Slayer’s
“You and I are the strongest people in the world,” Slayer’s flat
voice also traveled all the way to Garen’s ears. “This is my respect
“Strongest?” Garen laughed, “What about Sea God?”
“I used ten sabers and decapitated a wing.”
Stunned, Garen went silent.
He knew the ins and outs of Sea God as well, and the fact that Slayer
could chop off a wing proved that he had underestimated Slayer’s powers.
“After this battle, one of us shall become the one and only in the
world,” Slayer gently placed down his pink wooden umbrella with a calm
look on his face.
Garen smiled and remained silent. He then leaped up and the speedboat
beneath him exploded with a boom. He fell straight into the waters and
started running swiftly as if the water was just a flat surface. He
darted straight towards Slayer!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
As his footsteps landed on the surface of the water, drum-like sounds of
impact could be heard.
The distance between both of them closed in.
Garen suddenly drew his saber out of the sheath and held it tightly in
The gigantic silver-white cylindrical metal instrument rotated slowly.
The machine was located in a huge underground space in the base and there
was a clean snow-white bed right in front of it.
A naked girl had a quilt in one hand covering most of her skin, her hair
as white as snow cascading down her shoulders and all over the quilt.
The girl was sitting on the big bed with her eyes closed as the
cylindrical machine behind her slowly started up. It was slowly opening
toward the girl’s position, revealing an oval-shaped screen that
clearly displayed a man’s figure.
“Yuria… Brother.” The girl turned to her side and opened her eyes,
staring at the man on the screen.
“The world is going to change. Are you ready, Zhi Jinqin?”
An old and voice sounded from the machine.
“You’re not dead?” The girl stared blankly at the metal instrument
above her. The gentleness in her eyes was completely different when she
looked at Yuria.
“Dead?” The voice started laughing.
“If I haven’t witnessed your death, how can I myself die!?”
A long spiky, silver-white metal suddenly extended from the top of the
instrument and pierced into the girl’s body.
Zhi Jinqin’s weak body was pierced right at her right chest but the
strange thing was that there was not even a trickle of blood at the wound.
“How sad! Even blood can’t flow out anymore? You’re just an empty
shell,” the old voice sneered.
Zhi Jinqin was expressionless. She could not feel anything from the spike
that pierced through her body as if it was not even stabbed into her body.
“Since that year, hasn’t my blood drained long ago?” She whispered.
“Immortal Body! Why can’t you die? Why would you rather be tortured
yet still want to suppress me!?” The old voice felt unwilling as his
mood seemed to change. “Let everything go, and go keep your brother
company, isn’t that better? For so many years, you have weaved such a
wonderful dream for your brother, parents, relatives, family, peace,
serenity! You have all the pleasant things already, so what more do you
Zhi Jinqin did not answer. Instead, she lowered her head and quietly
closed her eyes.