Chapter 91

In the midst of the cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written there.

The Wind Walker joined forces with the Shallow Sea Guard, wiping out all the Red Dragon Alliance forces, and finally killed the crippled hero, Zhuo Dahuang, last.

Without a word, he logged off, showing no hero's demeanor at all.

The audience noticed the lingering anger on his face and thought he must have been deeply provoked by Zhuo Feifan. If these two met in real life, there might even be a conflict.

After the Wind Walker left, the audience, who had just come to their senses, burst into thunderous cheers. The Shallow Sea Campaign, finally, had a winner. And not just once, but twice, and on both battlefields. The Shallow Sea Campaign, a century-old impregnable wall, had finally been breached. Even if this person didn't seem like a warrior of the Azure Star Alliance, the audience didn't think it mattered. He was a friend of the Traveler, so they could consider him part of the Azure Star Alliance.

At the program site, Brother Ma also roared in excitement.

The remaining military experts, though their faces were filled with shock, remained silent and deep in thought.

One of them kept shaking his head, muttering, "Impossible, impossible," not knowing what he was trying to convey. Elder Hong, who was also at the program site for a break to treat his injuries, watched Brother Ma roar and the military experts scratch their heads in thought, but he didn't speak, letting the program stall. The audience continued to cheer, venting their excitement at the top of their lungs, completely ignoring the strange situation at the program site.

After a while, the female host, reminded several times, finally spoke with an excited praise.

The program cut to a commercial break.

The lights dimmed, and a military expert immediately jumped up, shouting, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, Elder Hong, this is simply impossible."

"I understand your point, but..." Elder Hong tried to speak.

He was interrupted again.

The military expert shouted, "No buts, it's absolutely impossible. In the second battle, attacking the Red Dragon, there were a total of 124 tornadoes. We won't talk about the power, but a typical wind magic warrior can only release four or five tornadoes, which is already the limit. Even the most talented and top records are only around ten. The Wind Walker? He released over a hundred in one battle, ten times the amount. How is this possible?"

The other military experts were speechless; they couldn't figure it out either.

The storage of magic power varies from person to person, but the difference can't be ten times as much. Even a higher rank wouldn't differ that much.

To release a hundred tornadoes... if they were only a few centimeters in size, a one-star rank warrior could do it. The destructive power of the Shallow Sea Campaign, even a seven-star rank flying general couldn't achieve. Flying generals can release more powerful ones, but not in such numbers. To replicate the tornado array of the Shallow Sea, even an eight-star warrior would be helpless, unless it was a nine-star war god.

Over a hundred tornadoes, just the number alone is an insurmountable barrier for mortals.

"There must be a reason, like the ocean core. It has no special techniques, but its recovery speed is ten times that of a core of the same rank. It might..." a military expert tried to explain, but his voice grew weaker. This 'hundred tornadoes' phenomenon, even with ten times the magic recovery speed of a normal person, couldn't be achieved.

"The Red Dragon side was defeated in seven minutes, faster than harvesting a batch of rice," another military expert murmured.

"That's right. Although the Shallow Sea Fortress coordinated the total attack, the Red Dragon's defeat was too quick. They had eight times the number of troops. And the Blue Sea side also took about eleven minutes. Zhuo Feifan called for the total attack, and three or four minutes later, he won. The unbeatable monster, Qin Zhong, has only lost on the total magic network."

"Besides the Traveler, no one has ever killed Qin Zhong."

"Isn't this the point? How were those over a hundred tornadoes created? Don't tell me the magic network faked it?"

"Whether there's a reason or not, it did happen, didn't it?"

"We are tactical analysts, not warriors. Our job is not to marvel but to find the reason, even to find a way to imitate it. Can you stop talking nonsense and analyze how this was done? Warriors need us to find better training methods, not to watch a show."

"This is fundamentally unsolvable. How can you expect us to think of it? Do you think..."

"Enough!" Elder Hong, listening to the military experts argue, suddenly roared, stunning everyone. He took a deep breath, pressed his hands down, and said, "I understand your feelings, and I can't see any clues either. But arguing won't solve the problem. There are countless strange people and skills in the world. Since it can happen, there must be a reasonable explanation. Whether we find it or not is not your fault. Finding an explanation is fortunate, and not finding one is normal."

"That's right. The Traveler's strange skill, even if we understand it, we can't use it. Don't be anxious, take your time to understand it." Brother Ma added, easing the tension.

Half an hour later.

Brother Ma's courtyard was crowded with guests.

Now everyone knew Brother Ma had lucked out, not only befriending the Traveler but also getting a promise from the Wind Walker. After today, even if he did nothing, many people would come to curry favor with him. Some strategists regretted it; the Traveler hadn't 'abandoned' Ma Hongfeng and even introduced him to a new friend. Their calculations were all wrong, and they had wasted the best opportunity.

"Sir, there are two VIPs in the inner room you can't miss," the butler whispered to Brother Ma, passing through the crowd.

"Oh." Brother Ma was slightly surprised and bid farewell to the guests.

As he walked to the inner room, several powerful auras instantly locked onto him. Brother Ma's heart trembled slightly. When he opened the door, two middle-aged men in plain clothes were sitting inside. The air was still heavy with pressure, but there was no third person. The vast inner reception room seemed to contain only the three of them.

"Respected sirs, I am deeply honored to see you."

Brother Ma bowed, his tone respectful.

One had red eyes, the other golden eyes; even the most foolish person would know who the visitors were.

"No need to be so formal, Mr. Ma. We can speak casually," the red-eyed noble smiled, exuding a friendly demeanor.

"As you wish, sir." Brother Ma relaxed a bit but didn't change his tone.

The red-eyed noble didn't push further, smiling and saying, "We apologize for the sudden visit, Mr. Ma. Let me introduce myself. I am Guroding, one of the senators of this star alliance. This is Gan Wenxuan, a senator of the Storm Star Alliance and also a good friend of mine. We are here today because we have an important matter to ask for your help."

"Your request is my honor, sir." Brother Ma bowed in response.

"We would like to meet Mr. Wind Walker. Can you help us, Mr. Ma?" Guroding got straight to the point.

Brother Ma was taken aback.

With a slight bitter smile, he said, "I will do my best to invite him, sir. But I have a word of advice."

"Please speak."

"Mr. Wind Walker hasn't left yet because he still has a few wind cores to deliver. Sir, if you want to summon Mr. Wind Walker, I suggest you don't unless you have something he's interested in. Compared to my other friend, the Traveler, Mr. Wind Walker is harder to deal with. I boldly guess that Mr. Wind Walker is only obsessed with the study of power and has no interest in power or wealth."

"You are very good, not afraid to offend us, and speak frankly." Gan Wenxuan's eyes brightened, then said, "You don't need to worry about other matters. Just bring Mr. Wind Walker here, and I will owe you a favor."

"I am honored to serve you, sir." Brother Ma nodded in thanks and left the hall.

At this moment, he was overwhelmed with excitement: a favor from a noble, in most cases, is more important to the political and power elites of the citizenry.

Five minutes later.

Du Nan arrived, sitting boldly in front of the two men. With a wave of his right hand, four more people appeared in the room, forcibly pushed back to the wall.

"Tsk, four seven-star flying generals, do nobles always have such grand displays?"

"Of course not." Guroding, seeing Du Nan's rudeness, was not offended. At this moment, he couldn't recognize this person as one of his allies. Seeing Du Nan wave his hand and send four guards flying, he smiled and said, "Among the nobles, only the patriarch and the heirs vying for succession have guards. The rest can only have bodyguards sent by the family. These are all our allies, so they came together to meet you."

"I've heard of you, Guroding. The Traveler has become your ally." Du Nan deliberately revealed a bit, leaving no room for doubt about his identity.

"Traveler, Mr. Du Nan?" Gan Wenxuan asked.

"Who do you think I'm talking about? And who are you, with golden eyes, Guroding's noble friend?" Du Nan was rude to everyone.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Gan Wenxuan, a senator of the Storm Star Alliance."

"The Storm Star Alliance, that has nothing to do with me. Cut the crap, I'm busy. What do you want?"

"Alliance." Guroding smiled.

"Why should I? Because you are nobles?" Du Nan laughed, his expression seemingly quite disdainful.

Guroding took out a data report and placed it in front of Du Nan, saying, "These are wind-type seed cores, ten times the number that Ma Hongfeng could find. Including four, five, and six-star ranks, each rank has over fifty types. If you are willing, we will continue to collect more special and rare cores for you."

Du Nan didn't even glance at it.

His fingers lightly waved, and the report automatically rotated.

Looking at Guroding, he said quite seriously, "I know your situation, the heir's struggle, right? These things won't buy me. If you really want to win, find the Little Ice River and Great Ice River cores and give them to the Traveler. I guarantee he can win the battle for you alone."

"Unfortunately, I have never heard of these two cores. We are still investigating, but have no news yet."

Guroding didn't give up and took out another list.

He handed it to Du Nan and said, "Eight magic bodies, three land-based swift types, three aquatic attack types, and two rare flying types. If you are willing to join us, you can choose any. If you have a special opportunity and can fuse two, I will not be stingy."

After Guroding finished speaking, everyone waited for Du Nan's reaction.

The result was...

"Ha ha ha! Nobles, ha ha... I'm almost laughing to death. Guroding, you don't think these things can move me, do you? To be honest, the Traveler doesn't care much about these things. He just wants to use your resources to find the Little Ice River and Great Ice River cores. I can responsibly tell you that these magic bodies mean nothing to me, even a king's body. If you really want me to help you win the position of patriarch, there is one thing that could interest me."

"Please speak."

"Dragon." Du Nan's words made the six people present change their expressions immediately.

After a while, the more experienced Gu Bo spoke up, "Sir, you are joking. The Holy Clan has been missing for many years, and even the great royal clan has not found them after years of searching. Your wish is probably impossible to fulfill. Moreover, the Holy Clan, even after death, would not allow mortals to touch them, sir..."

"Magic bodies are proud, who doesn't know that? Whether I can fuse them is my business. Do you have any related information?"

Guroding shook his head.

A severe sense of powerlessness surged in everyone's hearts. This young man, one rank lower, truly didn't care about even a king's body.

He was solely focused on the Holy Clan's dragon combat body.

Is there anything that can truly move this person's heart?

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