Chapter 212: Gathering 2


    Trantor: EndlessFantasy Trantion Editor: EndlessFantasy Trantion


    From the northern sky of Smoke Ind, groups of tiny ck dots in the distance congealed to a massive group, slowly moving ind.


    The group of dots resembled flocks of ck birds soaring against the blue sky,pletely uniform,cking differentiation.


    Every single ck dot was a fighter aircraft. Not regr aircraft, but strange pieces of machinery with odd shapes. From the bottom of their fusges spouted two additional boat-like long boards, which betrayed their identity as a next-generation seane.


    The aircraft flew past the airspace swiftly and, after a while, was trailed by a small ne.


    Behind this aircraft following closely was a ck hot air balloon with a ck, rectangr wooden boat dangling below.


    There were a group of men in ck scattered in the boat. All of them were equipped with thick ck leather shirts, goggles, hats and scarfs.


    "Boss, is it true that the ck Smoke Pot is able to increase a human’s life span? And we can even use it tomunicate with the dead?"


    One of the men in ck shouted as he asked the men in ck who stood at the very front.


    No one would be able to be heard clearly under such a windy conditions without shouting.


    "They said that it has been proven! I’ve sent people to verify it’s validity. The ck Smoke Pots that appeared in the past did indeed have such an ability!" The man in the lead answer loudly. No one could see his face as it was hidden under the thick shirt. Only his strong body figure could be made out with that get up.


    "Have you prepared the bear skin and fox skin that will be tradedter?" The leader asked loudly.


    "All done! You won’t be humiliated!" The underling replied loudly as well.


    "Donze! Is it true that your mum has given birth again recently?" The leader shouted.


    "Yeah. It’s the sixth child! How about your mum!" Donze shouted back.


    "My mum isn’t as great as yours!"


    "No no! My mum is definitely no match to yours!"


    "Don’t say that. My mum definitely can’t give birth..."


    "Back in the days, my mum..."


    A group of people were standing behind feeling helpless. How embarrassing! They had seen people one-upping one another with everything except their mothers’ ability to give birth...


    Fortunately they were in the sky. If they were at the ground...


    They might have embarrassed the whole northernmunity!


    "Is this the legendary King of North Pole?" The young guy and girl from the very back of the hot air balloon were staring at the people who were at the front.


    "It’s him... That two doofuses are the strongest in the North Pole..." Another girl replied as she sighed. "Although I really don’t want to admit it, only the two of them are qualified to participate in this battle."


    "I have a bad feeling about this..."


    "You’ll get used to it." The girl patted on the guy’s shoulder.


    Below the balloon, on the patch of ocean.


    Simr to the white fish swimming in the sea, there were multiple white yachts cutting across the water on the blue sea at high speed, leaving white trail wakes behind them.


    The wake created by the yachts cutting the blue sea was clear and obvious.


    "Hoo~~~!"


    A person on the yacht who had a loose hair and naked from the top of his waist shouted very loudly, and strangely as well.


    "Haha! It’s those idiots from the North Pole!" There was a wretched man, dressed like a clown standing on one of the yachts. He was also naked from the top to the waist and there were strange lines of patterns of red, blue and green painted onto his ck skin. His makeup was no different than the jokers on a poker card.


    The joker raised his head and looked up at the hot air balloon at the top of his head. His virid eyes glowing with the intent to kill.


    "Prince! Let’s give them a big present!’


    "Roger!"


    On the yacht, a golden hair girl with a twisted smile took out a rocketuncher out of nowhere aimed at the sky.


    Pew!!


    The rocket flew soared upward and went after the hot air balloon, leaving a trail of white smoke and bright light.


    "Big fireworks! Big fireworks!! Hehehe~~~" The prince was licking his wet lips as he looked at the sky with anticipation.


    Kaboom!


    The rocket suddenly self destructed as it flew half way in the air.


    The prince was stunned as he looked at the pieces of steel debris falling from the sky.


    "It’s raining! It’s raining!!" She started shouting in a high pitch. Her naked upper body was continuously burnt. She motioned her hand so fast that it became blur as she swatted off all of the debris to the other yachts nearby.


    "You’re so bad Prince. Haha!" The jokerughed loudly as he drove the yacht away to avoid the debris sent in their direction.


    As the members on the yachts did not want to be outdone by each other, they started to use the powerful steel balls as a toy and shoot at each other.


    Bam!


    One of the steel balls hit the yacht’s bow and punched a hole through the sturdy steel te.


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    Smoke Ind.


    The small, green ind was like a piece of jade sitting quietly on the blue ocean.


    The ind was surrounded by white smoke as if there was a white nket covering the whole ind. The ind could only be seen faintly under the nket of smoke.


    The evening sun radiated its faint red light and dyed the whole sea in red.


    A ck shadow slowly came up to the surface of the sea near the rocky beach on the Northern part of Smoke Ind.


    With the ssh of water, the figure emerged from the water.


    It was an oddly ck colored, giant submarine. The circr cover on the top of the fusge cracked open and four human figures emerged,nding firmly onto the rocky beach.


    "This is it." One of the ck figures said. "The full moon is tomorrow, and I wonder how many top fighters from each country areing. How exciting..."


    "As long as it doesn’t affect our main objective." An old man’s voice came from another ck figure. "We must obtain the ck Smoke Pot at all cost! I will let you do the arrangement, mingo."


    "Sure." The third ck figure nodded his head. "Sylphn is acting up again. We are likely to be attacked since the reputation of the Immortal Pce is too well known. Hence, ording to theyout of the ind, I suggest we head out to the southern territory of the ind first."


    "Southern territory?" The man with an old voice asked curiously. "This small ind is separated into two territories?"


    "The Smoke Ind is muchrger than you think. It’s very unlikely for anyone to run across the whole ind with full speed within a day. We couldn’t determine its size because of the smoke." mingo exined." The ind is separated in the southern territory and northern territory. Crossing between each is only doable at 11.40pm as the smoke is too thick to navigate in. Furthermore, there are too many unknown dangers ahead of us as well."


    The first ck figure nodded in agreement: "This means that the war will be separated into two ces and we won’t be in a lot of pressure. However, how would you know that they won’t pass through the smoke?"


    "No one would take a risk in a fight among equals since the most dangerous thing is not of natural conditions but humans." mingo calmly replied. "We have made a name for ourselves, the Immortal Pce on the Smoke Ind 50 years ago and became the world’s strongest and mysterious terrorist group. It’s a burden for being so well known, especially in this circumstance.


    "How should we divide the ck Smoke Pot when we got it?" The old voice asked again.


    "Free for all," mingo replied.


    "Alright."


    "You have no problem with this right, Sylphn?" mingo looked at thest ck figure.


    "Can’t die from this..." Sylphn replied with a coarse voice. He took down his hood and revealed a face filled with scars.


    "Alright then. Let’s move out."


    As soon as mingo finished his sentence, four of them instantly disappeared from the beach and formed 4 ck lines, moving ind.


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    "The Smoke Ind has a forest terrain, a rocky terrain and a lot of otherplicated terrains that have yet to be explored." Andr was noting down on a small notebook as he spoke eloquently.


    The four of them were on a big military ship heading towards the Smoke Ind.


    The military ship was surrounded by arge amount of smaller battleships. All of them were blue with a stamp of the Federation’s military insignia.


    Andr looked at the remaining four people and said with a smile on his face: "It seems like the terrain in Smoke Ind can change at any time. It’s constantly surrounded by smoke, vision is ineffective,passes have no effect and other signal instruments are unable to send out any signals as well. Hence, we can only rely on our sense of direction. This environment suits a certain someone to unleash his true strength so we have to be extra careful."


    "Assassination? I am a practitioner of Assassination Fist Technique. Let’s talk about other things." Palosa sat on the deck with his knees as he said calmly. "What should we take note of the most?"


    Andr started smiling again.


    "Alright, I will talk about what we should take note of the most." He stopped as he saw Garen and the King of Nightmares attracted by his topic.


    "The King of the gun, Nikon, who is that old man we saw previously, is most likely the best gunner. There is also the King of North Pole..." He started to give out the intel of the strongest people.


    "Then who is the most dangerous?" Garen asked as he lean against the guardrail. "Excluding Sylphn of the Immortal Pce."


    "It’s me." Andr started to smile crazily.


    "?"


    The few of them were stunned as they looked at Andr in confusion. He was not an arrogant person so it was rather weird for him to say so.


    "I have brought along thetest highly explosive purple bomb. I have brought 15kg of them and could blow this ship we’re currently on up into the sky."


    "You don’t have to be so determined." Garen stared at him as he frowned. "I have a grudge against Sylphn and the King of Nightmares has a grudge against mingo. In addition, all of us have an interest to the ck Smoke Pot. This is the reason why we are here. You don’t need to bet your own life on this."


    "No no no..." Andr waved his hand. "I know my own situation. I am different from you. I can feel that I have already reached my peak and improving my current self is nothing but a dream. I can only break my limit and achieve a greater strength if I risk my life! Life? A life without pursuit is meaningless to me."


    "You have reached your extreme limit." Palosa sighed.


    "Perhaps. However, I am still currently not qualified to go into the extreme limit." Andr smiled as he replied back.