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Chapter 1310 - 1310 654 Dont do it dont obey then go die (4100)_2

Chapter 1310: 654 Don’t do it, don’t obey, then go die! (4100)_2 Chapter 1310: 654 Don’t do it, don’t obey, then go die! (4100)_2 Simonyi stood on the steps five or six segments away from Roland, slowly lowering his head to look down, his lips curled into a cold sneer, “Whether it’s your Soul-Losing Swordmanship or other thorny schools, your scope and vision are far too petty and short-sighted. You have truly failed to understand our grand vision…”

“Hehe,” he chuckled softly twice, “But it doesn’t matter. If you don’t understand, then you don’t understand. Think whatever you want, even if the hatred and resentment in your minds are almost overflowing, it doesn’t matter. However, what you can do is not up to you anymore! If you don’t act, if you don’t obey, then die! Hahaha…”

Slowly spreading his hands, an immensely overwhelming sense of oppression descended instantly. Dark energy surged from his back, rising like the face of a gigantic beast, staring intensely at the prey around it, its throat producing a menacing growl.

“As for your nonsense about rising up together against us, do you think our Magical Golem Sect has ever been afraid? Let alone the Eastern Martial World, even the Red Federation Martial Arts World, the entire World Secret Martial World… what of it if they oppose us?”

“I, the Golem Sect Master, am indeed a Saint Fist!”

Boom! The dark energy formed into a monstrous face exploded out from behind Simonyi. The air blasted outward, and the dark mist completely engulfed the entire staircase and the surrounding area. Only a robust silhouette emerged from within.

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February 15th, daytime, clear weather.

In the azure sky, several pale cloud seams split open. The dazzling, intense sunlight, filtering through the seams edged in gold, turned half the sky into iridescent white and gold. The thick clouds resembled a majestic, undulating ocean. The protective trees of Emerald City grew even more verdant, shimmering softly.

Emerald City, the capital of the Hong Li Federation, is the administrative center of the whole federation, and also the second largest economic hub. Its urban development and economic growth are no less impressive than those of the international metropolis, East Sea City District.

High-rise buildings, wide streets, streetlights and benches, all clean and orderly.

Emerald City, the eastern district, this area hosts many national embassies. There are also a considerable number of museums, exhibition halls, and guild halls.

Today, in one of the high-end guild halls, White Rose.

It appears that since several days ago, they have been setting up the interior, preparing for a high-profile banquet. A dedicated decorating company has been busy non-stop, cleaning and arranging everything inside and out. Soft gold and red carpets have been laid down, the thorn-patterned wall decorations were applied long ago, the ceiling’s crystal chandeliers have been replaced, and potted flowers have been arranged.

The air inside the hall is fresh and elegant, with a hint of floral fragrance.

World-class chefs have been invited, bands that have performed in global halls have been invited, everything seems to tell of something extraordinary.

Today, the Fifth Prince and the Sixth Princess of the Star Blue Empire, along with some high-level officials, have arrived in the Hong Li Empire for the first time to attend the Emerald City International Economic Conference. As one of the top three superpowers in the world, the Hong Li Federation naturally cannot neglect the delegation from the Star Blue Empire, hence a high-profile reception is to be expected throughout.

Even the Black Mechanism will cooperate with this. They will send out powerful forces to ensure that no accidents occur with the Star Blue Empire’s delegation on Hong Li Federation soil.

At six fifty-five in the evening, Emerald City, White Rose Hall.

A golden-edged red carpet extends from the open doors of the guild hall. It overlays the white ceramic tile floor, past the fragrant circular flower garden, beyond the nocturnal fountain with black centaur sculptures, reaching the edge of the main road of the city. There, armed security personnel stand quietly, their gaze piercing, continually scanning the surroundings.

Should any unexpected situations arise, they would instantly rush to investigate.

Not only them, but in the shadows of the White Rose Hall, experts who have stepped into the transcendental realm haunt, completely sealing off the entire area.

At seven sharp, guests begin to arrive, a procession of black sedans with national flags fluttering drives over from various embassies, the light from the street lamps reflecting subtly off the car bonnets.

Men in suits and ladies in elegant dresses step into the White Rose Hall one by one. There even are personnel specifically assigned to guide them.

From seven to seven-thirty, it’s time for arrival.

At seven twenty, two white sedans drove up.

These two cars were exquisitely designed, spacious yet streamlined, surrounded by a shiny silver metal frame reflecting light. On the front hood, a logo featuring a sword entwined with a poisonous snake, representing the car model.

“Carlton Key,” a rather unknown brand, not familiar to the public. However, this brand has always been the exclusive supplier for the royal vehicles.

Safety, comfort, luxury, all impeccable.

Hiss, the car wheels stop, in front of the White Rose Mansion.

Two distinguished figures alight. On the left, a man around twenty-five years old, dressed in a silver-gray tailored suit. His face handsome and deep, his eyes and eyebrows exquisitely shaped, his short hair tidily combed. His body is slender, standing at 185 cm, carrying an unforgettable gentle temperament.

On the right, a woman around twenty years old, dressed in a bright and elegant evening gown. Nothing revealing, her beautiful figure wrapped tight, only the white, ice-like delicate skin reflecting light under the lamps.

Swan-like neck, charmingly splendid face, slightly curled red hair.

She is a rose that instantly captures the attention of everyone around.

These two are the Fifth Prince and the Sixth Princess of the Star Blue Empire.

At half-past seven in the evening, inside the White Rose Hall, the banquet begins.

Well-dressed guests walk back and forth in the brightly lit, spacious hall. Holding glass cups filled with some red wine in their hands, their footsteps fall on the carpet, silent and heavy. Around them, several long tables, covered with white cloths, edges fitted with containers specifically for metal utensils. In the middle, a variety of delicious-smelling food, and silver goblets filled with fruits and vegetables.

But, essentially no one touches it.

This occasion isn’t really about coming to eat.

In a corner of the hall, melodious music echoes, giving a comfortable and relaxed feeling. Several representatives from the Hong Li Federation converse cheerfully with envoys from various countries. Eventually, they bring a group of envoys over to the Fifth Prince Oumai and Sixth Princess Xia Luo of the Star Blue Empire, making conversation.

These are all greetings expressing closeness, along with some amusing trivial matters.

As for serious topics concerning those involved, they are not discussed at today’s banquet. When the Emerald City economic conference officially starts, there will be time to discuss in detail.

After some pleasantries, the conversation of this group strangely shifts onto the Magical Golem Sect and also touches upon the development of the Golem Martial Academy. It is as vigorously unstoppable as a sweeping autumn breeze.

Obviously, the recent rapid expansion of the Golem Sect has attracted the attention of officials from numerous countries, and bringing it up now could either be a probe or have another purpose. The representatives of the Hong Li Federation feel somewhat helpless at this point, as the Golem Sect does not fall under their jurisdiction. Even the Black Mechanism dedicated to interfacing with the Transcendental Realm within the Federation is powerless against it.

According to the Chief Inspector of the Black Mechanism, the Golem Sect has numerous highly skilled and powerful members. Moreover, it has a legendary figure like the Golem Sect Master Casio…

He is a man who has accomplished the Saint Fist, pushing against the tide even as the Secret Martial Arts World gradually declines. This man is truly uncontrollable and unfathomable, no different from a sacred being walking among humans.

However, the Steward Grim Reaper Amos of the Black Mechanism has had contact and interaction with Golem Sect Master Casio. He has received a definite reply that the Golem Sect is not interested in governments; they only focus on their own realm in the Secret Martial Arts World and hunting those dark creatures lurking within human society.

Beyond that, the Golem Sect would not excessively interfere.

Among the crowd, Fifth Prince Oumai also joins the conversation.

“Golem Sect Master Casio, I have heard this name before. My court swordsmanship teacher, once a master swordsman among the people, greatly admires him. He says this person is a prodigy, perhaps the only one in centuries who could achieve the ultimate level of Martial Dao. Perhaps after him, as martial arts gradually decline, there will never again be such a person…”

His eyes are brightly gleaming, with a spirited gaze.

It seems there is also a profoundly hidden admiration showing.

“I wonder, on this trip to the Hong Li Federation…”

“Will I have the chance to personally meet this contemporary Saint Fist?”