Mystical Journey
chapter-1005

Werder nodded.

"No problem."

The Decisive Battle Platform itself was his main training ground. The battles to decide between life and death were a common occurrence to him. In the Scarlet Snow Sect, decisive battles were a common way to resolve disputes as well. Many people would come here daily and spectate the lively fights. This was indeed a place for many disciples to release their inner inhibitions.

However, decisive battles between individuals who were so highly ranked were extremely uncommon, thereby attracting a large crowd this time around.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a black line flashed past above the Battle Platform. It was actually a black, sharp and slim Flying Ship. The Flying Ship stopped on the empty space on the opposite end from March and the others before a man with short hair, dressed in black, stepped out of it.

His eyes looked somewhat strange as if they possessed a mysterious force of attraction. Meanwhile, densely-packed clusters of black bees were crawling all over his shoulder, making him appear slightly horrifying.

"Beehive!" March's gaze turned cold as he glared at the other person fiercely; an uninhibited murderous intent seemingly oozed out of his eyes. "You dare show yourself in front of me after killing my little sister…"

"Why would I be afraid to come here?" Beehive deadpanned. "Your sister had a death wish. Someone else would've killed her sooner or later even if I didn't do it."

"You and I will fight to the death today! Since you have come here, don't even dream of leaving this place!" said March coldly. "The agreement that was made half a year ago will be fully settled today!"

"I was just thinking of the same thing." Beehive's face was completely expressionless. He teased the black bees on his shoulder gently and moved them.

When they heard the conversation between the two people, the audience members in the seats below the platform burst into an uproar immediately.

Within the seats at the edges of the area that were reserved for the newcomers, three youths had gathered there. They were currently staring quietly at the confrontation between the two stars on the platform who were arguing over a dispute. Among the three people, one of them was blonde, while the other two had white hair, making them seem like a strange sight.

They were actually the three roommates that lived together in White Night's dormitory room.

White Night wrapped crossed his arms around his chest while staring at the center of the Battle Platform, somewhat curiously. This was his first time seeing a regulated Battle Platform like this. The Energy Machinists in the first-rate major clans were the only ones who were allowed to use it within the technologically-advanced Four Ring Star Alliance. Therefore, he never expected that he would be able to see a Battle Platform this great in a random province here.

"March and Beehive arranged today's decisive battle a long time ago. Perhaps Werder and Garen's decisive battle was also planned beforehand. Every single issue will be resolved here today," the short-haired blonde youth predicted.

"I'm sure that's it. March ranks third, but Beehive is among the younger generation of prodigies. He was able to leap from Level Four to Level Five within ten short years. I've heard that he's favored by First Seat Carthage. His powers are definitely very strong," the white-haired youth said quietly but confidently. "Look, I have good feelings about Beehive. Although March is amazing and Moonshine is strong, Senior Brother Carthage is the strongest and no one could ever defeat him! With his leadership, Star Plate could never be compared to a decaying force like Moonshine."

"I feel that the fight between Werder and Garen is a show of power which will also be used as the appetizer before the main battle. There's one thing that I'm basing my assumptions on. Perhaps many important people will be arriving here today. Compared to the two other battles before his own, March's goal was not to simply defeat Beehive, but also to step on someone else's reputation to improve his social status instead," White Night uttered these words, despite being someone who rarely spoke.

"Someone important is coming here? How could that be? Senior Brother March and Senior Brother Beehive had already considered the first-rate Two Hearted individuals one by one," retorted the white-haired youth immediately. He had not gotten used to White Night yet.

White Night did not refute him, choosing instead to remain silent.

The blondie could not believe it either. Although the fight between March and the others would be of a high caliber, it was unlikely that they could attract a crowd of individuals from a higher grade.

Another group of people arrived soon after.

The representatives of the royal families from numerous kingdoms sat beside March and Beehive. The Royal Princess Aine of Merci was one of them. A high-class woman from an unknown country was sitting beside her, as the duo chatted and laughed.

"Welcome, Your Highness Crown Prince Gauger of the Blue Light Empire." March stood up and smiled before bowing slightly in the direction of the Prince who was sitting in the main seat for the Royals.

Over there, a young man, who was wearing a white crown on his head, smiled back and bowed as well.

"You're too kind, Mr.. March."

The Blue Light Empire was ranked above average in a similar manner as Merci. However, it was clear that this country was supporting and backing March when he mentioned them on his own.

Once the royal seats were all filled up, the crowd noticed that there were some remaining empty seats.

Someone quickly began to arrange a light gold nameplate that was used to represent that guest's status.

The light gold nameplate was used to represent the distinguished guest with the highest ranking here. Just as this nameplate was placed there, the guests were immediately somewhat stunned. Was someone of a higher class actually arriving here?

When March saw the nameplate being placed there, the corners of his mouth faintly turned upwards suddenly.

"Beehive's backer is finally showing themselves…"

At his side, Werder and the others paid close attention as well.

Just as he had finished speaking, a white light pillar shot downwards from the sky above the decisive battle arena, landing in front of the seats of the distinguished guests.

Numerous silhouettes formed within the light beam slowly. The people who had just arrived had even brought beautiful female slaves who were radioactive people with them as well. The three beauties with different postures were led along by a man in front of them who was holding the chains around their hands.

That man's chin was slightly raised and he looked like a normal noble young master, except that one of his ears was not a normal human ear. It was pointed like an elf's ear and seemed to be made out of a clear crystal instead of flesh, making it abnormally eye-catching.

"They dare bring slaves into the base?! How savage!"

A hateful look flashed across March's eyes quickly.

Slaves and radioactive people were not permitted to enter the base. They were only allowed to live in the cities at the foothills, to act otherwise would be contrary to the laws.

However, this person had the audacity to simply bring slaves into a prominent place such as the Decisive Battle Platform. Clearly, he was either shockingly confident or completely ignorant. From the looks of it, it was obvious that he was not the latter.

Once everyone was seated, three youths, who were dressed in white, walked into the area from the outside.

The person who was walking at the front of the group was a muscular young man, his height was about a hundred and ninety centimeters. His short black hair would occasionally be ruffled gently by the wind. It looked as if a formidable air was being emitted from his entire body faintly. His eyes looked particularly cold and keen while the corners of his mouth were slightly downturned, giving off an intensive, fierce air with just one look.

"Garen." Werder who was seated with the other distinguished guests stood up while his voice echoed from afar. "I'll see you on the Battle Platform," he sneered.

"I hope that you'll still be able to smile in a little while," responded Garen casually.

Bainster and Hillco followed him to the side of the arena and sat in the waiting area.

Werder got up from his seats, accompanied by his Followers beside him, and walked down before sitting in the waiting area as well.

March stood up at the seats for the distinguished guests with a smile on his face.

"Today, I have the privilege of standing here as a referee representative to determine the victory and defeat of the first twenty ranked Two Hearted Peak Masters. It is my honor…"

Just as the words had left his mouth, a commotion occurred below suddenly.

Garen's pupils shrunk and his face became contorted at once.

"He's the referee?!" Bainster stood up with a disbelieving look on his face. "Is this a joke? He was the one who called for this decisive battle and now he's judging it too?!"

"Hush," said Garen calmly while interrupting him.

"But!!" Bainster gritted his teeth and spat angrily.

"No 'buts'. There are too many complicated circumstances in the world, nothing will always go smoothly in favor of us. There are good and bad situations, and if we don't learn how to counterattack when the odds were against us, we will never experience great successes during our entire lifetime," said Garen while calming down gradually.

Time passed slowly before the index numbers of the various fights on the Decisive Battle Platform were examined completely. It was only after that had the Decisive Battle truly begun.

Werder sneered before a black python appeared behind him and coiled itself around his body. A red light flashed within the python's eyes slowly.

"Go!"

His silhouette flashed before his entire body leaped upward at the side of the arena, bringing up numerous phantom images that fell on the platform and stood steadily there.

A black Giant Wolf appeared behind Garen. He stroked the fine hair at the neck of the Giant Wolf gently before the man and the creature walked up the Decisive Battle Platform slowly.

"Begin," March's voice echoed over while he smiled.

The moment he finished speaking, Garen took one step forward before his right leg stomped on the ground of the Battle Platform firmly.

Boom!

His entire body shot towards Werder like an arrow, while the Giant Wolf followed him closely from behind. In the blink of an eye, the man and the wolf turned into black and white lines respectively.

"You dare make the first move?" Werder moved his right hand before a conjuring a black chainsaw that resembled a whip. He raised his hand up violently and drew it precisely at Garen.

Crack!

The whip that was surrounded by cold snowflakes moving towards Garen's head.

As an experienced and powerful individual, he was naturally able to counter various attacks smoothly.

The whip rolled towards Garen suddenly while bringing the strength of the Grade Ten Scarlet Snow Technique. He had decided to take advantage of the distance between them to suppress Garen. Simultaneously, a slightly black protective barrier illuminated beside Werder's body.

"Grade Four of the Black Python Shield!" He saw that the corners of March's mouth were slightly upturned while he stood on the platform. "This is sufficient to counter one-time explosions like his."

Garen turned his body and dodged the cracking whip numerous times. He moved his right hand before a gust of cold air gushed out and stopped the whip in place. Next, the whip cracked suddenly before Garen took the opportunity to get up and move over while moving his right palm forward.

"Multiple Speed Fist!!"

An outburst of speed occurred instantly. In the blink of an eye, his right palm could move thrice as fast, catching Werder off guard before being hit in the chest with a palm violently.

Bang!!

The black-colored shield shook but did not shatter.

"Your speed is fast enough but your strength is too weak," Werder sneered. A python hissed behind him and leaped towards Garen's face.

The python was immediately knocked down by a black wolf that pounced from the side. Both of the Biochemical Beasts fought each other violently.

Garen stepped back quickly and his face remained unchanged. He was merely testing out his current attack potential.

It was true that his current speed was slightly faster than Werder's but his strength was too weak. Without attacks or abilities with sufficient destructive power, it was difficult to damage his opponent's shield. This was where he was lacking.

If he wanted to be victorious over the opponent, he needed to destroy his enhanced shield layer first. The protective layer that was slightly black was not merely a defensive Energy Field that was released by Level Five Energy Machinists. Instead, it was more like a special training Energy Field. Its strength greatly surpassed the defensive Energy Fields of the average Level Five Energy Machinists.

He had only one way to break through that defensive layer.

"What's wrong? You can't do anything, can you? Why did you tell me to meet you on the Decisive Battle Platform, then?! You had such an imposing manner when you spoke, so why are you so dispirited now?" A hateful smile had appeared on Werder's face. Although he could not catch up to Garen's speed, he was currently cracking his whip four times in quick succession to create sharp whip-like shadows while approaching Garen one step at a time.

Garen remained silent while his body moved on the platform and evaded the shadows of the whip continuously. As much as Werder attempted to taunt him with words. He did not allow himself to be provoked at all.

A howling noise could be heard when the Giant Wolf at the side seemed as though it could not hold on any longer. The black python had coiled around it in circles and it was good enough that the wolf was able to withstand it until now. As a Level Three cannon fodder creature, it had already exhibited the potential of surpassing its standards.

"Again!"

Garen's face remained unchanged while he rushed toward Werder rapidly. There was indeed a difference between both of their speeds as Werder was completely unable to catch up to his movements. When Garen's palm struck his rib again, Werder's body shook faintly.