BEEP—BEEP—BEEP—
A seemingly old, black device suddenly lit up.
Imdiately, the surrounding instrunts lit up in succession, and a large piece of equipnt began to whir to life.
A virtual image of a massive map, flashing with a red dot, suddenly materialized in front of the machine.
The door to the room, which hadn’t been opened in a long ti, was suddenly thrown open.
A figure stumbled in, pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and stared with trembling hands at the small red dot on the map.
He muttered to himself, "She’s back..."
His hand, slightly unsteady, picked up the black device next to him and rapidly pressed a series of buttons.
"Target has entered the country."
***
On a bustling street, crowds were orderly passing through security checks to enter the freestyle fighting competition venue.
"Leigh, where’s Aurora?" Jean Quincy asked, holding a milk tea and looking around.
She had heard that Aurora Sinclair had returned to the capital, but she hadn’t been back to the Sinclair Family estate these past few days.
Leigh Miles sensed her senior’s Power Domain and pointed helplessly at a nearby skyscraper. "Up there, playing statue."
"Huh?" Jean Quincy, who knew nothing about the Martial World, glanced skeptically at the building.
"Let’s head inside first! Mr. Dixon saved us front-row seats."
Trailing behind them, Glenn Lockwood’s eyes narrowed. Ever since he had been vaguely warned by his cousin, he had started to piece things together.
He was now extrely grateful that she had shown him rcy back then.
anwhile, Dawn Miles, who was ditating on the rooftop, suddenly sensed a faint fluctuation of "Power" from a certain direction.
She imdiately stood up and looked toward it.
Her sudden movent startled the snipers again. One turned and asked respectfully, "Ma’am, is sothing wrong?"
Dawn Miles pressed her lips together, her expression growing serious. "Give the binoculars."
Through the lenses, a car with a green flag was driving down the road.
That wave of "Power" was emanating from it.
"Which family uses a green flag with an eagle emblem?"
A sniper beside her looked as well, his brow furrowed. "The Sherwood Clan from Niphoria."
For so reason, Dawn Miles felt a strong aversion to this clan. She suddenly closed her eyes, and an invisible "Power" surged toward the car like a flood.
Inside the car, Cassian Sherwood’s expression shifted. He cast a complicated gaze in a certain direction.
As he felt the Power Domain around him intensifying, he imdiately withdrew his probing "Power."
’I didn’t expect Veridia’s Guardian to be this powerful.’ He had only prodded slightly and was t with such a fierce counterattack.
Perhaps because he had retracted his "Power," the oppressive Power Domain bearing down on their car finally began to recede.
Dawn Miles returned to her spot and sat down again, closing her eyes to ditate.
She looked very young, but for so reason, the snipers suddenly felt that the girl before them was as steady as an ancient pine, inspiring a profound sense of security.
’Could she be the ancient matriarch of so reclusive family in Veridia?’
***
As the competition drew near, the various families of Veridia’s Martial World, both large and small, gradually entered the area enveloped by the Power Domain.
After sensing this force, the heads of several of the Great Families wore grave expressions.
They hadn’t known beforehand that the Lockwood Patriarch would be able to call upon the master from Sunstone. This was clearly a move to suppress the Trent Family.
Derek Vance said with dissatisfaction, "The Lockwood Family really has so nerve, managing to invite the master from Sunstone!"
On the other end of the line, Florence Quincy replied calmly, "It’s rely a tactic to crush the Trent Family’s arrogance."
"Is he planning to interfere in the affairs of the Great Families?"
"It’s hard to say. Victor Trent said the figure at the end of the comrcial was Aurora Sinclair."
Whenever Florence Quincy thought of that earth-shattering power, her blood boiled. If the won of the Quincy Family possessed such an ability, they would have no trouble establishing themselves in the Martial World.
The Martial World had always revered Strength, but won were naturally weaker than n. Compounded by the fact that Veridia didn’t value won practicing martial arts, female practitioners had very little say.
Even though she was a Grandmaster and the Quincy Family was one of the Seven Great Families, her influence had always been weaker than that of the other Family Heads.
"Do you really believe that video at the end? Who’s ever heard of a nineteen-year-old Great Martial King?" Although Derek Vance was on good terms with the Trent Family, he still didn’t believe Aurora Sinclair’s power had reached the Great Martial King Realm.
The Martial King Realm would be barely plausible, but a Great Martial King... that’s the level of a Guardian.
Could a wet-behind-the-ears girl really achieve such a feat in the Martial Arts?
It’s simply unbelievable!
Arthur Whitlock thought for a mont before replying, "Aurora Sinclair’s abilities are indeed formidable; she has likely reached the Martial King Realm. As for the Great Martial King Realm, that remains to be seen. The figure in the final video only resembled Aurora Sinclair’s build—we never saw a face. So it’s highly possible the Trent Family is just bluffing with a doctored video..."
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