One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"This man is a monster that even the Chinese government can't do anything about."

According to the information, the current strategy of Huaxia's board of directors is to pamper him like royalty and indulge him.

"People of this caliber are completely outside the bounds of conventional laws. They're capable of anything if they're unhappy!"

Jarrett on the other end of the phone gasped, a cold sweat instantly breaking out on his back.

"So, Jarrett."

Ron continued to reassure him, but his words were all about the bigger picture:

"He wants to ride on a warship, so let him! Consider it a friendly gesture from Behemoth in advance."

"Our ultimate goal is the sacred tree on Nathan Island! It's the core technology of that island!"

"At this critical juncture, befriending such a powerful figure can only bring benefits, not harm. As long as he doesn't interfere with our plans, what's a cruiser?"

Jarrett gritted his teeth, feeling extremely aggrieved, but he knew Ron was right.

In the face of absolute power, the arrogance of capital is a joke.

“I understand. I will follow them.”

Jarrett mumbled a reply and hung up the phone.

He looked at the cruiser in the distance, sighed helplessly, and casually grabbed a pink cushion to put behind his back.

"The sofas on this beat-up cruise ship are actually quite soft."

……

At the same time.

The sea fog around Nathan Island gradually thickened.

A large, black passenger ship without any national markings was silently cutting through the waves, like a ghost fish, approaching the island.

On the bow deck.

Ishikawa Shin of the Fish Dragon Society was wearing a dark suit with his hands tucked into his sleeves.

He gazed at Nathan Island, which was faintly visible in the thick fog in the distance, and a glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Mr. Ishikawa, the magnetic field barrier of Nathan Island has appeared on the radar. We expect to be able to land on the island in about half an hour."

A subordinate quickly walked onto the deck and respectfully reported.

"Understood. Have everyone get ready."

Ishikawa Shin nodded.

He turned around and looked at the most luxurious and enclosed viewing terrace on the second floor of the ship.

A hint of awe, and even a touch of fear, unconsciously crept into Ishikawa Shin's eyes.

On that viewing terrace.

There stood a dozen or so figures, their entire bodies completely covered by wide black robes.

And right in the middle of this group of men in black robes.

There was a comfortable folding chair.

A young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a very handsome, even somewhat eerie, appearance, was lazily leaning back in his chair.

He held a folding fan in his hand and gently tapped his palm.

That young face bore a ruthless and eerie smile that was extremely incongruous with his age.

"Cough cough..."

The young man suddenly coughed twice in a low voice, reached out and took a white handkerchief from a man in black robes next to him, and covered his mouth.

When the handkerchief was removed, a glaring dark red stain appeared on it.

But he didn't care and casually threw the handkerchief into the sea.

"The body we found temporarily is still not a good fit. It rejects us even when we use our source energy a little."

The young man's eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed on Nathan Island in the distance.

He muttered to himself, his voice hoarse:

"Kite's intelligence is probably correct. That person must be hiding on this island."

"The six internal organs have transformed into a furnace that devours heaven and earth... What a wondrous technique..."

The young man licked his chapped lips, the greed in his eyes almost tangible.

"Once I obtain that secret, my decaying body will be completely reborn!"

He snapped the folding fan shut in his hand.

"Once we land on the island, everyone disperse. Dig that person out of there at all costs!"

"Hi!"

The dozen or so men in black robes behind him bowed their heads in unison in agreement.

The sea breeze howled.

Each faction, driven by its own greed and scheming, is like a shark that has smelled blood.

They are converging on this isolated island from all directions!

Chapter 256 The Master's Prestige! Nathan Guard Personally Greets Him!

The closer you get to Nathan Island, the thicker the sea fog becomes.

The heavy cruiser bearing the insignia "Behemoth" was slowly sailing through the fog.

"We can't sail any further ahead; the water is full of reefs. If we crash into them, we'll end up as fish food."

Zhang Chulan, leaning over the radar screen in the command room, turned and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Master! We need to switch to a helicopter and fly there!"

"Then let's change it."

Zhang Tianyi stood up from the captain's chair and yawned:

"Let those foreign technicians start the plane. They're dragging their feet, and this fog is making my bones feel damp."

Ten minutes later.

A heavy helicopter took off from the cruiser.

He plunged headlong into the thick fog that never saw the sun.

Inside the cabin.

The Behemoth soldier, who had been forcibly brought in to be the driver, was sweating profusely as he gripped the control lever, his legs trembling as if he were stepping on a sewing machine.

How could he not tremble?

The old man in white sitting in the back seat is the ruthless guy who just kicked their supreme commander's head like a ball!

"Your crappy plane is flying way too bumpy, is the shock absorber broken? Remember to leave a bad review when you get back."

Zhang Tianyi, wearing noise-canceling headphones, leaned back in his seat and patted the cabin wall in dissatisfaction.

Zhang Chulan pressed himself against the glass window, holding his phone and trying to find the right angle for a selfie.

"Old Wang, Old Wang, move aside, you're blocking my shot!"

This is a genuine military attack helicopter; posting it on social media will definitely make you look incredibly cool!

Wang Ye crossed his arms, his head bobbing up and down with the helicopter's turbulence, his eyelids almost closing.

"Can you shut up for a minute? This crappy island doesn't even have a base station, who are you trying to fool?"

"Also, there's a strong smell of engine oil in the cabin, which is giving me a stomachache."

Xiao Zizai sat in the seat closest to the door, looking down at a guidebook he carried with him, muttering to himself:

"Anarchy... extremely low life expectancy... frequent violence... truly an uncultivated fertile land!"

The helicopter traveled through the thick fog for about ten minutes.

Suddenly, the view ahead opened up.

A vast island with a very complex topography suddenly appeared in the middle of the sea.

Half of the island is covered by dense primeval forest, while the other half consists of barren rocky beaches and abandoned buildings.

At the very heart of the island, a solitary, strange tree can be vaguely seen, without any leaves.

"We've arrived! Sir, that's Nathan Island!"

Zhang Chulan pointed down and shouted excitedly.

……

at the same time.

In the center of Nathan Island, inside an ancient and somewhat dilapidated massive stone fortress.

King Nathan was sitting on the stone chair that symbolized the highest power on the island.

"He's here."

King Nathan suddenly stood up from the stone chair.

"Your Majesty, who has arrived?"

Standing at the bottom of the steps, the tall, white man with long silver hair frowned and asked.

He was wearing a large gray robe; it was Nathan Wissard Garcia.

On the other side, Elijah, who always looked like he hadn't slept, also lifted his eyelids.

"That Celestial Pivot Immortal."

King Nathan spoke calmly, but his steps were already leading him out of the hall.

"I want to go pick him up myself."