At this moment.
Far away on the peak of the Red Earth Continent.
Holy Land Mary Joshua.
In the magnificent, majestic, and solemn Pangu City.
"Kill-"
"Attack!~!!"
"Tear that disgusting murloc apart, Captain Janice!”
In the huge colosseum.
The hysterical shouts continued.
It was filled with excitement, violence, agitation, viciousness, cruelty…
The smell of blood stimulated the gentlemen and ladies who were usually well-dressed and paid great attention to their appearance and manners.
In the Spirit Beast Arena, two figures were brandishing their weapons as they fought with all their might.
It looked like they were evenly matched.
It was bloody and tragic.
And above the audience seats, in the VIP seats with the best seats.
"I don't care. Anthony Chan, I heard that you've arrived in the new world? I want to go out with you to play…"
A 15-year-old girl with ice-blue hair and sapphire eyes was holding a phone bug and complaining. Her voice was full of resentment.
"Stop fooling around. If I really bring you out, I'm afraid Boris Saint will immediately send someone to chase after you and bring you back. Hu…"
The phone bug's silhouette was covered in sweat, and it seemed like it was laborious to breathe.
"And if you want to become the real Aiders, you must first possess overwhelming strength. If you have the time to watch those boring shows in the colosseum, you might as well spend more time cultivating…" said Saint Anthony with a smile.
"You're still far from that, Victoria. Before you reach that level, I won't acknowledge your name!”
"Alright, that's it. I'll hang up first!”
Saint Anthony felt helpless.
Back then, he had only seen the other party's ice-blue long hair and ice-blue eyelashes, so he had casually said this name. He had no intention of naming the other party.
In the end, the only daughter of one of the nineteen families of Mary, the only daughter of the master of the Hiltana family, Hiltana Borissaint, who had been doted on by Borissaint since she was young and indulged to the point of lawlessness, actually took it seriously.
He went straight to his father and made a fuss about changing his "mediocre" name.
This caused Boris Saint's prejudice against him to deepen.
"Hey, hey…"
Seeing that Anthony Saint, who was unwilling to waste time talking to her during his cultivation, had actually hung up the phone, the cold and noble girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth." Hmph, that damned Antony-chan…"
He threw the phone bug in his hand into the colosseum.
It directly smashed into the head of the human slave who was fighting with his opponent, the incredibly powerful murloc slave. It made him roar and look over with a ruthless gaze.
"Bang!" In the end, he was distracted and was caught by the murloc slave, who already had the advantage. He smashed his chest with a heavy hammer and flew out.
He landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a large cloud of dust.
"Waah…"
His chest caved in and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The human slaves were badly mutilated and wailed in agony.
Most of the people watching were the officials of the World Government and their families, as well as the family members of the Nineteen Kings, who had followed their ancestors to live on the Holy Land, Mary Joshua, and continued to serve the Nineteen Royal Families.
"Damn it, who threw the phone bug?" Seeing that someone was interfering with the competition, many people looked in the direction of the phone bug.
However, when he caught a glimpse of the elegant young lady with long, icy blue hair and a gorgeous dress, his expression changed slightly.
As the only daughter of Borris Saint, the head of the Hiltana Family, one of the 19 families, she was pampered since she was young. However, she was infamous for her ferocity!
She was definitely not a good person like her beautiful and noble appearance.
At times, his personality was unbelievably vicious.
"What are you looking at…"
He glared fiercely at the hereditary nobles and dignitaries.
It made them quiet out of fear, uneasy, and they hurriedly looked away.
"Useless trash!"
The cold-looking girl jumped up and charged forward.
"To think that I thought you would win. You even said that you were some stupid pirate captain with a reward of 30 million Bailey!”
In an instant, he kicked out a sharp light green slash towards the human slave who had fallen into a pool of blood."Mist Kick!"
A fifteen-year-old girl actually had such strength.
It was truly shocking.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom…"
Rocks flew everywhere, and dust flew everywhere.
"Ah!" The sharp slash cut the human slave in half.
Fresh blood dripped down, causing one's scalp to go numb.
There was an exaggerated slash mark on the ground.
If it weren't for the fact that they were present, the nobles and hereditary nobles would have been used to this kind of killing scene and would have long fallen into panic.
Even so, there were still young women who screamed, their faces pale.
He almost vomited.
Many people looked at the ice-blue girl with respect.
He didn't dare to offend her.
"Victoria Palace, no, Aiders Palace, you lost 300 million Bailey today!”
Beside him-
One of them had his hands behind his back. He was muscular and wore sunglasses. There was a centipede-like scar on his face.
The middle-aged man, who was about three meters tall and was filled with coldness and fierceness, answered expressionlessly.
" Aiyaya…Damn it, it's all Anthony Chan's fault. He's not here and I'm so bored…"
The young girl stepped on the air and descended. Her ice-blue hair danced in the wind as she clenched her fists and said angrily.
She didn't care how much money she lost, but it would be too embarrassing if she kept losing.
Especially in the past few days, he had been ridiculed by those who did not have a good relationship with him.
Scarface's tall guard reminded him directly,""Forgive me for being blunt, but Boris Saint doesn't have a good impression of Anthony Saint. He thinks that he's too dangerous and doesn't want you to have too much contact with him!”
"It's natural for a man with strength to be full of ambition. A man like Anthony Chan isn't like those weak trash!”
The young girl said casually,""Father is too rigid. Since ancient times, the strong prey on the weak. Even if Saint Anthony does something extraordinary in the future, it's because his opponent is too weak!”
She would never forget it.
Over the years, even the nobles of other worlds had been indulging in pleasure and depravity, or had long entered the deep night of their dreams.
However, he was still determined to leave Pangu City alone and cultivate in the suburbs of the holy land.
He kept swinging his fists and legs, hitting the red rocks that were harder than ordinary rocks. Even though his hands and legs were bloody, he did not cower or retreat. He was tenacious and stubborn, gritting his teeth and persevering.
He did not even care about the danger and did not even bring any guards with him.
A magnificent figure was climbing the rugged and dangerous red land five thousand meters above the sea level with his bare hands!
That was the attitude that a true expert should have!
As the descendants of the masters of creation, the noble Skydragon race had the blood of a god flowing in their veins…
That's how it should be!
"Victoria!"
At this moment.
A tall, handsome, and elegant young man in gorgeous clothes walked over.
With a warm smile, his tone seemed to reveal an indescribable joy."I knew you were here!"
Behind him was a tall figure wearing a blue-white mask whose face could not be seen clearly.
The figure was about five meters tall, as huge and powerful as a mountain.
It exuded a dangerous aura.
It gave people a great sense of oppression.
His aura was not inferior to the scar-faced guard beside the young girl.
"Look, the trash is here…"
The young girl glanced at him with annoyance.
Anthony Saint was right. Weak slaves were trash, and weak Heavenly Dragon people were also trash!
“……”
The knife-scarred retainer pretended not to hear him and said softly,""The patriarch of the Don Quijote family, Saint Camelain, is said to be interested in proposing marriage to your father, Saint Boris.”
When the young girl heard this, her face darkened.
His gaze turned cold as he looked at Saint Dennis.""Who will be the next master of the Don Quijote family?”
Dennis Saint was in his early twenties. He was a very handsome and elegant man. He had a faint smile on his face, which made the noble ladies and noble girls present feel their hearts skip a beat.
Victoria, there's a grand ball at Willy St. tonight. I want to invite you..."
"Not interested!"
Her icy blue hair danced in the wind. The young girl did not even think about it and refused without hesitation.
"Also, Dennis, you have to call me Aiders!" she said coldly.”
"Anthony Saint said that this name represents the War God. I don't want to be trash, I want to become a powerful War God like him!”
"Anthony? That bastard?"
Dennis Saint's handsome face stiffened, but he continued to smile."" Victoria, no, Aiders... You should stay away from him. You shouldn't be involved with a guy like him. He's too gloomy..."
Seeing the young girl's unfriendly gaze, he tactfully changed his words.
"As a noble Celestial Dragon person, you actually disregarded your status and fought with those lowly humans. You spend all your time with those mortals.”
Although the family heads of the nineteen families were not inherited from generation to generation, there was no rule that prevented a father from sitting on the position of family head, and his son from running for the next family head.
Moreover, his family had been elected as the head of the Don Quijote family for nearly two to three hundred years.
He had always regarded himself as a noble direct descendant, the true master of the Don Quijote family.
They did not even look up to a 'collateral' or 'branch' like Saint Anthony.
It was even more impossible for him to give up the position of the family head.
He had already subconsciously regarded Anthony, who was outstanding and well-respected in the Don Quijote family, as his opponent.
Even his father, Saint Kamalain, had grown wary of him in the past few years.
However, when he wanted to suppress them, the other party had already grown wings.
He had actually nurtured a trump card like the silver-haired Queen of Annihilation.
That woman was very loyal to Saint Anthony. She had even mercilessly rejected Saint Camalain's private attempts to recruit her.
Anthony Saint was too good at disguising himself.
As a result, those short-sighted fellows who only knew how to enjoy themselves and live a drunken life.
They all thought that this fellow was humble and polite, and treated others warmly.
"Shut up!"
An incomparably terrifying fluctuation suddenly spread out.
"Buzz!" Without any warning, the shock caused the officials and nobles who were caught off guard to faint one after another.
Some of the powerful hereditary nobles and Cipher-Pol's guards, who had not fainted from the shock, were even more shocked.
" The domineering aura of the Conqueror's Color…" Some of them felt their scalps go numb as they looked at the cold and elegant girl with a domineering aura, who was like a queen that made people revere her. They could not help but break out in cold sweat.
Dennis Saint didn't faint. He wasn't a complete good-for-nothing.
On the contrary, his strength was not weak. His handsome and tall body contained terrifying power, so he was not affected at all.
"Anthony is not someone a guy like you can slander!”
The beautiful, noble, and cold Aiders Palace stared at Saint Dennis with cold eyes. She was only 15 years old, but she was already a beauty that could topple a country."Let me tell you, Dennis, you want to marry me? At the very least, I have to defeat Anthony in a one-on-one battle. I, Aiders, will not marry a good-for-nothing!”
The expressionless Cipher-Pol guard with a scar on his face glanced at the tall figure wearing a blue-and-white mask beside Dennis Saint and said nothing.
Like a shadow, he followed.
This was not something a guard like him should interfere with.
"I'll let you see, Estes-"
Staring at the icy-blue figure that had turned around and left, Saint Dennis 'expression darkened.
His gaze was extremely dark.
"Only I, Dennis Saint, am worthy of the noble and beautiful you!”
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