My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World

Chapter 845: Chapter 754: Medical Immortal’s Secret Transmission (5)

All of this happened so suddenly. It was so sudden that the young boy could not accept it at all. The figure familiar to him for many years, who had just been reminding him to come home early for lunch yesterday noon, had turned into a cold corpse in the blink of an eye.

All of this was because of this medicine pouch.

Miracle Medicine...

Miracle Medicine...

The boy had no time to think, as the sounds of chaos came from afar—the pursuers were coming.

Ning Yi gritted his teeth, grabbed the medicine pouch, and turned around, scrambling to run towards the distance.

Before leaving the town, Ning Yi glanced back and saw a scene that he would never forget in his lifetime. The townspeople had already turned into tree-like monsters, making hoarse roars, using branch-like limbs to pierce through Old Wu’s mutilated body.

In the glow of the flames, Old Wu’s expression was pale and lifeless, with his half-open eyes seemingly saying; Leave here, and never return.

Not far away, a black-red figure silently watched the scene. The red visor flickered with countless data related to the boy, with all the compatibility parameters of Legion Angel VII displayed before him.

Moments later, the black-red figure spread its black steel wings and soared straight into the sky. As the clouds dispersed, a majestic and grand fortress slowly emerged from the horizon, tower-shaped in appearance, surrounded by energy arrays that maintained its flight.

"Click."

Chichu Chun formed her hands into the shape of a camera, capturing the scene in her palms.

"I seem to have found something interesting."

She sat atop a legion airship, her legs dangling, with Xu Xiaoyou beside her. Below were imposing mountains, where the iron-clad style Kingdom nestled on the mountainside; that was Dreidechian, the headquarters of the Legion. Countless legion airships ascended into the sky, heading towards the distant fluctuating mountains.

"Do you know this guy?"

Chichu Chun raised her head and conjured a photo of Ning Yi out of thin air, pinching it between her fingers.

"I’ve seen him, just once. He seems to be related to Jian Liu?"

"Ning Yi, Ning Yi, Square One, that’s him."

"I’ve gone to the Vangorys Mountains, and it’s certain that this guy is connected to the ’Cyan Sage’, otherwise ’Cyan Sage’ wouldn’t be so focused on us while investigating her."

"To make that old guy obediently hand over the Key, we’ll have to force her out."

"What do you think we should do?"

Xu Xiaoyou remained silent, just looking at Chichu Chun.

Chichu Chun pouted and spread her hands,

"What’s the deal, don’t always make me the villain, okay?"

After speaking, her expression turned cold.

"It’s despair."

The frame between her fingers revealed several flying fortresses magnificently starting to regroup, docking with each other, casting shadows over the earth, becoming like a runway into the sky.

"To make someone suffer enough, to despair until they develop endless desires, being devoured by the beast of desire, let her see his illness."

"A patient carrying a medicine pouch will surely catch the attention of that Medical Immortal."

"That Ning Yi is indeed a good bait."

"How do you see it?"

Chichu Chun pressed both hands on the stitched leather surface of the airship, raising her eyebrows to look at Xu Xiaoyou.

"I’m all ears, Secretary General."

"If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your consent?"

"After all, for ideals, a little sacrifice is inevitable, isn’t it?"

Xu Xiaoyou slowly stretched out her hand, reaching out bit by bit towards Chichu Chun under her puzzled gaze.

Then... firmly pinched Chichu Chun’s face, kneading it hard.

"Hey...! Ugh... what are you doing ugh!"

Chichu Chun struggled to break free from Xu Xiaoyou’s hand, covering her swollen face, with anger written all over her face.

Xu Xiaoyou retracted her gaze, her calm eyes falling again on the distant legion fortress.

"This is not a sacrifice."

"This is vile exploitation."

...

Days later, inside the legion fortress.

Rushing footsteps echoed in the empty hall, with thick rusty iron pipes exposed on the surface, winding and twisting, extending to various parts of the fortress, statues of Holy Army Angels wielding sharp blades lined both sides of the corridor, a hundred-meter-high red-clad angel stood at the center, with endless blood-red liquid flowing from the black basin held in its hands, falling into the blood pool below.

A tall figure in military uniform walked to the blood pool in a few steps; the crimson liquid bubbled and surged, raising the slender boy, suspending him in the middle of the blood pool, connected by numerous pump pipes from his back, his chest still slightly heaving, seemingly asleep.

"Commander Jian."

Someone saluted the young man respectfully.

"How is his condition?" the young man asked.

"His compatibility with Legion Angel VII is surprisingly high. His tolerance for among niobium-43, tantalum-126... no, he is almost immune to their bodily burdens. We attempted to increase the power of the isomeric device to its original 323%, and his body cells maintain high activity even under radiation."

"Furthermore, this can enhance his regenerative abilities."

"In other words, he is the perfect vessel for ’Gabriel’, he will bring glory back to the legion."

"World Government..."

Jian Liu glanced at Ning Yi, his gaze growing increasingly cold.

Because of the power struggles of those big figures, the Curtain War nearly destroyed everything of the old world. The survivors rebuilt their homes on scorched earth, and the children no longer listened to fairy tales before sleep but to the hatred narrated by their parents.

People are born blinded by hatred. It is an era driven by hate.

He despises those ’big figures’ deeply; this he and this boy have in common.

They shrouded this era in darkness.

And that Secretary-General of the World Government, the highest leader in the world.

Yet they kept claiming this era was called the Golden Era, with technology, economy, and art entering unprecedented prosperity, and people would stride together into a new future.

Utterly absurd, they buried the old world with their hands, yet dared not admit their mistakes, refused to pay the price for their errors, wanting to turn the page on everything.

A hundred years later, the old age would be forgotten, the textbooks of the new age would no longer teach war and history, only revealing peace and white wings between the lines. This painful history would be covered up under the glory of the charter.

Jian Liu’s eyes were bloodshot, his hand pressed against his chest, suppressing his anger.

He would never allow this to happen.

Someone must pay the price for the lives lost in that war.

He looked at the boy figure in the blood pool, his face showing a glimpse of fanaticism and excitement.

The purpose of the legion’s existence is precisely this.

Since the establishment of the World Government, the legion has been contending with them. The World Government occupies more than 89% of the world’s regions, while the legion takes the remaining territories in the southern world.

Their strengths are vastly different. The legion has been retreating on the frontline, not the rival of the World Government, yet still steadfastly holding the last line.

The World Government has the Olympus-class near-star carrier ’Glorious Marcher’, while the legion owns more than 43 giant flying bastions with transition capabilities. Although unable to plow the surface in one round like the Glorious Marcher, it can directly strike over 623 of the World Government’s heavy industrial Nest Cities to some extent achieving mutual destruction.

And Jian Liu himself is the legion’s First Legion Commander, controlling the region that includes Mirror City.