I'm not just human!

Xiafa could tell what some people were thinking just by looking at their expressions.

These people included owners of secret trading or gold-mining guilds, high-ranking nobles who ruled over a life-bearing planet, and leaders of various extraordinary organizations. Without exception, they were all shrewd and capable individuals.

"I guess they still think it's a battle between [Temporary Reality] and [Paradox Joker], ha..."

Of all those present, only Xia Fa understood that the reason why the Crimson Demon Tree dared to be so audacious was simply because it believed that the Paradox Clown was fake and that the nine true gods had long since ceased to exist.

Since they are fake Nine Gods, and since the Golden Cleansers will be wiping out all the supernatural beings in the universe a year from now anyway, the Crimson Tree naturally assumed that the fake Paradox Joker wouldn't interfere when it took action on its own.

Gods and Outer Gods simply dare not approach the real world, not that they cannot.

In fact, if one doesn't care about the real-world pollution caused by the spillover of supernatural power, all the minor gods, outer gods, and beings of equal status in the entire Protoss Realm can freely roam the real world.

Therefore, the Crimson Demon Tree's attack would not cause any loss to Him, so He naturally chose to take action.

"Could it be that He wants to steal the [Eternal Plunder] from me? I wonder if He knows about the [Secret of Eternity]..."

Xia Fa couldn't believe that this Outer God called the "Crimson Demon Tree" would be so loyal and righteous as to seek revenge for the Crimson Agent.

Therefore, this is the only explanation.

Without much thought, he raised his head again and looked at the guests.

"Everyone."

Xia Fa remained calm and continued:

"I apologize for the fright you all just experienced. Rest assured, I will definitely report this matter to Lord Paradox Clown and seek justice. As for the fright you all suffered, my Gilgamesh family will host a banquet to compensate you in the future. I hope you will do me the honor of attending."

Seeing that Xia Fa showed no signs of having just survived a life-or-death ordeal, but rather seemed to have just come from seeing off guests on Gilgamesh, everyone couldn't help but feel more admiration for him.

A heart pounding with thunderous fury yet a face as calm as a still lake – this is the demeanor of the head of a divinely favored family that everyone has come to know!

No wonder Emperor Sharatu fully supports Xiafa as the head of the family...

The guests immediately exchanged pleasantries with Xia Fa, offered each other a few words of comfort, and then boarded the Protoss warship.

"Xia Fa, you wait, I will definitely get the Supreme Law Enforcer to give you justice in this matter!"

Just before Patriarch Heimdall boarded His Protoss warship, he made sure to emphasize it again, seemingly because he was truly angry.

"Alright, I'll wait. I also believe that the Supreme Law Lord wouldn't ignore something like this!"

Xia Fa didn't forget to continue his act, after all, the vast majority of people in the universe, including patriarchs, popes and emperors, still didn't know about the Cleaners, let alone the truth or falsehood of the Nine Great Gods.

Therefore, what he just said was also a pretense of not knowing these secrets, and a pretense of believing that he could really get justice, so as not to arouse suspicion from the fake Nine Great Gods and the Golden Cleansers.

As the guests boarded their respective Protoss warships, one after another, the Protoss warships started up, their hulls enveloped in a hazy starlight, crashing into the Protoss rift and departing in turn.

As Xia Fa looked at the silhouettes of those ships, the anger he had been suppressing finally began to overflow.

"【Crimson Demon Tree】..."

Just now, if it weren't for some unknown entity intervening and stopping the Crimson Demon Tree, things would have been really bad.

Although he wouldn't have died even without that unknown being, he was forced to use the [Ancient Treasure: Rhine Blade of Calamity].

That would invite endless trouble, and there would be no peace whatsoever.

Therefore, this grudge must be avenged, for whatever reason.

A mere Outer God dares to attack me? He's got a death wish...

Previously, Xia Fa was wondering where to find the "Eternal Proof" after the "Eternal Critical Strike".

After all, the Gate of Ancient Mithril is not easy to pass through. Under normal circumstances, the [Eternal Certificate] only appears once every few hundred or thousands of years. By the time it appears again, it will be too late.

To say that you're going to the Protoss Realm to hunt down Outer Gods and Outer Gods doesn't make sense either. With the Cleaners about to launch a full-scale attack on all extraordinary beings in the universe, any Outer God or Outer God or unknown being of equal rank who hasn't sided with the Cleaners will be considered an ally from now on.

Now, he has finally found a target to hunt and plunder—the Crimson Demon Tree.

"To have survived since the birth of extraordinary power, for a full 30,000 years without going mad or losing control, this [Crimson Demon Tree] might possess one or two of the strongest [Eternal Tokens]..."

Perfect timing! Once I become an Outer God, I'll settle all my old and new scores with this [Crimson Demon Tree]!

Perhaps, we don't need to wait for an Outer God; a Subordinate God will suffice. At most, after becoming a Subordinate God, signing a few more Overlord-level secret contracts should be enough to kill this thing...

“Go back, Shafa. Stay on our planet Gilgamesh for now, and we’ll discuss a plan.”

At this moment, Sharatul put his arm around his shoulder, his tone carrying a mixture of comfort and emotion:

"I really don't know what's wrong with the nine great gods. In the past 30,000 years, apart from those deep-seated hatreds, there have been very few instances of outer gods personally taking action against humans..."

Xia Fa nodded slightly, indicating that he also wanted to go back and rest.

Perfect timing, I've rested enough. Tomorrow I'll use the ultra-long-distance teleportation array to return to Caligi.

After today, there will only be three days left until the release of [Eternal Critical Strike]...

But just then, a voice that Xia Fa was extremely familiar with rang out through his spiritual intuition.

The voice clearly came from a young man, languid yet possessing a kingly majesty, as if he had seen through everything in the world.

"Xia Fa, are you there?"

Xia Fa was taken aback. Why did this guy, like the Paradox Clown, also like to ask such questions?

If the world didn't lack the internet, he would have suspected that these two had been chatting online too much.

Without hesitation, Xia Fa immediately replied with a smile, guided by his spiritual intuition:

"Hey, what's this? You've finally decided to stay in seclusion, Dick Tudor?"

Chapter 340 Even the Crimson Agent was outmaneuvered? Xia Fa obtained an eternal treasure?

"What do you mean by being willing to leave the pass? If it weren't for me, you would have been killed by that guy, hahaha."

Unexpectedly, Dick said something that Xiafa never expected.

Xia Fa was quite surprised. When Dick Tudor suddenly contacted him earlier, he hadn't connected the two.

After all, Dictator was just a Mystic Emperor. Although he was one of the top beings in the real world, he was no match for an Outer God.

but now……

"Dicki, you're not going to tell me you're actually an Outer God, are you? No, then how come you can move freely in the real world?"

Xia Fa asked this question in return, partly joking and partly out of curiosity.

Dick Tudor also smiled and said:

"Go away! Stop teasing me. By the way, how about we get together at my place?"

Xia Fa immediately said:

"The usual place?"

Dick smiled, a smile that carried a hint of friendliness:

"Okay, the usual place."

Having said that, the connection established by Dickinson in his spiritual intuition disappeared.

But this time, unlike when the Paradox Joker contacted him before, Xia Fa could clearly feel the traces left by this connection.

That mark, centered on itself, kept extending and extending.

It extends towards... the planet Caligi!

……

More than twenty minutes later.

Caligius Star.

Rum City.

Risle Street.

A tall, strong, and agile figure, like a cheetah, stopped outside the door of No. 13 Risle Street.

It was Xia Fa.

Nearly half an hour ago, after Dick Tudor suggested meeting, Xia Fa, thinking that the family banquet had already been held and there was nothing else to do, chose to say goodbye to his great-grandfather and Sol Loki and others.

Then, it was teleported back through an ultra-large, ultra-long-distance teleportation array.

The great-grandfather and other family members all expressed their absolute support, because, in a sense, staying on Caligi seemed to be safer.

After all, Caligi is a land-based divine kingdom with the [Silver Universe] and the [Nature Monarch], so the [Crimson Demon Tree] wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

At the same time, Xia Fa, his great-grandfather, and other important family members exchanged "Protoss Envelopes".

This is a special artifact used for interstellar communication. Simply write the name of the person you want to communicate with on it, and then write your message below the name, and the other party will receive it.

However, it takes quite a long time, with each exchange lasting several minutes.

Xia Fa planned to pray to Lord Silver Universe one more time after things were settled with Dick Tudor. As His most devout believer, Xia Fa believed that Lord Silver Universe would grant him the right to freely enter and leave Caligia.

In this way, if anything happens to the family, I can immediately teleport back.

Thinking this through, Xia Fa nodded slightly, feeling that everything was done, and knocked on the old wooden door twice.

Knock knock!

"Come in, my dear friend."

Dick's lazy yet authoritative voice came from within, and Xia Fa couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a knowing smile.

It's been almost a month, and since they first met Dick Tudor, their relationship has gotten better and better. Dick Tudor and he are even like old friends now.

With a creak, Xia Fa pushed open the wooden door. What he saw was still the same old-fashioned, shabby wooden house, with peeling paint on the tables and chairs, flakes of leather on the sofa, and water still leaking from the ceiling. Drip, drip, drip.

Unlike the previous times, now that I have more experience, I know that number 13 Sir Street is actually the location of Dick Tudor's subspace.

Stepping inside, you will enter His subspace, which is the magnificent white palace in the style of ancient Greek royalty.

Without hesitation, Xia Fa strode in.

The scene of the dilapidated wooden house receded like the tide, and what first came into view was a spotless white floor covered with an expensive Persian-style patterned carpet. Rows of ancient Greek-style round columns supported the vast dome, exuding an air of royalty.

As for Dictator, he sat on that huge throne, his emperor-like gaze fixed down on him.

"You've arrived."

"I am coming."