Chapter 1080: Chapter 822 Divination Master
A luxurious ship, over ten ters long, hovered one or two ters above the sea surface, speeding closely above it. Thanks to the ground effect, this streamlined black ship flew quite steadily.
On the ship’s hull was the logo of one of the three royal families of Extre Ice City. At the rear of the ship, there was a relatively open activity area where a muscular man lay on a sun chair, wearing sunglasses and swim trunks, basking in the sun.
“Ah, it’s more comfortable in the Abyssal Fragnts; you can’t see the sun at all in the Current World…”
The muscle-bound man lazily sighed, then grabbed a chilled beer beside him and guzzled it down. The icy and sour sensation made him burp.
“Be careful, better put your armor on first. This sea area is not that peaceful, have you forgotten the previous sea beast?”
A voice ca from the front, and a man in a robe with glasses appeared.
Dressed in a tallic silvery-white robe, the handso man looked scholarly yet brought forth a heroic aura.
“Hey~, didn’t we anticipate that sea monster last ti? Occasional pirates are even more obvious.”
The muscular man, Newt, said as he tapped his wristband, causing black liquid to flow from it and spread over his body, eventually covering it completely.
Once the black receded, a close-fitting battle suit appeared, outlining his muscular contours.
“Sending us strong ones for map exploration is overkill. If it weren’t for mission points, I wouldn’t co just for the reward. Isn’t it better to stay in the Developnt Zone and flirt with won?”
Newt turned his body, emitting creaking sounds as if there were springs inside him.
“Not long ago, sothing happened, and if you keep going like this, you’ll die on a woman’s belly sooner or later.”
Vincent adjusted his glasses, his expression indifferent, then continued,
“There’s a reason for us to be deployed. Who knows how many World Fragnts have fallen into this Chaotic Sea Area, and who knows what might be born. The Prophet Master vaguely predicts that we might soon collide with the forces of Earth Dragon City in Tianlong State, a city with Saints.”
Upon hearing Vincent’s words, Newt also dropped his nonchalant expression, leaping to the bow of the ship, looking at the splashes of waves ahead.
“So what if we know? It’s a force with Saints, and there are already three factions targeting us. This one’s just an extra. Anyway, experts of our level mainly seek recruitnt. At worst, we’ll change bosses; at most, the treatnt might be a bit worse.”
Newt and Vincent apparently had a good relationship, directly discussing such matters without fearing tattling.
“That’s true, but we are ultimately not Catastrophe Level. Even if we get recruited, future tasks may not be as easy for us as outsiders.”
Vincent sighed too. They were not the legitimate line of the three royal families of Extre Ice City. Though they had feelings for the families and the city, they weren’t die-hard loyalists. In a no-win situation, choosing a faction with the most potential to rely on wasn’t sothing unacceptable.
However, the points, rits, and status built up over the years would have to start from scratch!
By then, even tasks like this, already considered quite harsh, would be quality assignnts…
“Ah, if only our city had produced a Saint by now. Previously, there were still three Quasi-Saints, but the sudden fall of the Senter family’s Quasi-Saint was really unexpected. He should have had the best chance to beco a Saint…”
As Newt said this, his mood also beca somber.
Not to ntion Quasi-Saints, even for World Breakers like them, they would stay cautious unless for point tasks, prioritizing survival above all.
Adventures were for the cannon fodder to test the waters and gather intelligence.
The places Quasi-Saints planned to visit had World Breaker-level ‘cannon fodder’ scouting ahead, maybe even Catastrophe Level setting examples first—that’s normal!
The unclear fall of a Quasi-Saint, although officially declared an accident, who really knows the truth?
The forces eyeing Extre Ice City, the internal conflicts within the city, even the clashes within the three royal families are all uncertainties.
“Holding the Ice Crystal Ore mine is why we’re a target, but eventually, it’s likely the mining quota will be traded for so protection. With so many precedents, no one wants a deadlock, so there’s no need to be too pessimistic.”
“Oh, I’ve heard that a city in Baixing State completed a peaceful handover of the Fla of Civilization.”
“Peaceful my ass! The fire-wielding family was nearly exterminated; there was just relatively less chaos, that’s all. Ah, and at this ti too.”
Vincent thought of this and shook his head.
Perhaps the so-called ‘peaceful handover’ of Starshine City might inspire and encourage those eyeing Extre Ice City.
Even a city with Saints achieved a ‘peaceful handover.’ If others can do it, why can’t I?
“Let’s not think too much about it. It’s not our concern. We should focus on getting more benefits. I’ve accumulated enough points. When I return, I will use them to exchange for the Heart of the World to enhance my talent.”
“Indeed, improving one’s own ability is the most reliable thing. Everything else is uncertain. Who knows how long our points will remain valuable…”
As they chatted idly, they continued to keep an eye on their surroundings.
But soon, an alert sounded from the radar on the ship.
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