Chat rooms are also thriving today.

"What's wrong?"

"It's alright, keep drinking."

"Oh."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Star Harbor.

Still back to Star Harbor.

Dan Heng sat on a white plastic chair that Lin Nai had somehow acquired, his spear planted in the ground, quietly awaiting the arrival of a nightmare that had plagued him for a long time.

Tread-tap-

"You've arrived."

"..."

Danheng did not turn around.

Because it is not needed.

He was simply sitting there, feeling the aura emanating from the person behind him, when inexplicably a pressure was forcibly lodged over him.

"Danheng...it's time to pay the price! The time has come! Did you think you could escape by turning into this state?!"

The blade let out an angry growl, and the longsword in its hand seemed to radiate a bloodthirsty light.

"I am not him."

Danheng got up from the plastic chair, pulled out his long gun, and breathed on it like Hakimi in a fit of stress!

"I have absolutely no connection to your past!"

"Ah!"

Ren let out a cold laugh, but just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Dan Heng in front of him.

"Power, home, ideals..."

"I don't want to inherit everything from that man, because it never belonged to me, and I don't want to play the role of a 'loser'!"

Let's settle this once and for all!

Dan Heng flung the spear in his hand, trying his best to suppress the twitching on his face caused by reciting his lines.

"I will transcend myself, defeat you, and reclaim my power, my home, and my ideals!"

"...Heh, then let's go!"

Ren had no idea what Dan Heng was babbling about in front of him.

He was simply about to commit a sinister act.

and so……

Ta-ta-ka! Keep touching the ta-ta-ka!!

But as Ren Gang stepped forward, a sense of foreboding suddenly overwhelmed him, and he instinctively turned his head to look.

Beep beep beep—

boom! !

"What a stroke of luck!"

Lin Nai drove a large truck and, before Blade could react, sent Blade flying in the blink of an eye!

Dan Heng watched as Ren spun 360 degrees in the air before crashing to the ground unconscious.

He silently drew a mark on his chest.

I hope something happens to him.

"Phew! Done!"

Linna opened the car door and jumped out.

Originally, Linnai was even considering going back to retrieve the Void Treasury in order to get this truck.

But then he suddenly remembered.

It seems there's a legitimate person around who can do this.

then……

Blade was knocked unconscious.

Lin Nai clapped her hands: "Alright, we can go and report to Jing Yuan now... Hmm, we might need to find out if he'll be calmer after he wakes up."

Walter stood behind Linnaeus, his expression somewhat subtle.

The more Dan Heng said those words, "strength, belonging, ideals," the more familiar they seemed to him. It was as if he'd heard someone mention them before...

So what I sensed back then was that you were trying to harm me?!

Chapter 164 - Use the Other Shore Burial Technique on Huanlong!

"Superman of the Immortal Ship, open your eyes! I am Shafulin!"

"Uh……"

When Ren opened his eyes again, he saw a familiar-looking guy.

"It's you!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Ren rolled over and got up from the ground, his mind immediately recalling the memory of being knocked unconscious by a truck not long ago.

Looking around again, Ren found that the roads were blocked by a group of people, making it difficult for him to leave.

as well as……

"Drink the moon!"

Ren glared at Dan Heng, who was standing behind Lin Nai, through gritted teeth.

Dan Heng's eye twitched.

So, didn't he completely ignore what he had just said?

"Hey, now's not the time for you guys to fight."

Linnai stood in front of Danheng, his knight's gauntlets sprang forth with a lightsaber: "If you insist on fighting, why don't you try to get past me first?"

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and nothing to do with any of you."

The blade is gripped tightly and then dislocated.

"It's hard to say. The one behind me is my friend, so I don't intend to leave him alone... And, Blade, I'm here to negotiate."

"Negotiations?"

"The Immortal Ship is currently facing the risk of being destroyed by the Annihilation Lord. As a Star Core Hunter, you must know this, right?"

"so what?"

"Yes, you might not care, but... what about her?"

"..."

Blade looked in the direction Linna pointed and saw the dragon girl standing in the distance, holding something to eat.

The body inevitably takes a break.

Ren was noticeably calmer, but his gaze toward Dan Heng became even more murderous.

This is a debt they owe!

Lin Nai didn't stop. Instead, she raised her hand, slowly clenched her fist, and continued, "Ying Xing, for Bai Lu's sake, use the Other Shore Burial technique on Huan Long!"

"..."

Blade raised the shattered sword in his hand:

"That's not enough; it doesn't convince me."

“I guessed it, so I had already prepared another plan.”

"Ah!"

A few minutes later—

"This beautiful scenery is something I long for but cannot have... but I can invite you all to enjoy it together!"

I'm hungry!

The invincible blade has fallen.

The blade fell to the ground, a strange look flashing in its eyes.

At once……

That's strange.

He felt as if he were fighting that woman, and every sword strike she landed sent waves of phantom pain through his body.

Where a sword strike can be fatal, and where the pain may not be enough to kill.

And then...

The other party has changed their tactics.

He felt as if he was facing a stronger version of himself.

At last……

He discovered that his opponent had used his ultimate move—the Great Death.

This is no ordinary person.

No wonder Kafka and the others contacted him after he ran away, telling him to be a little more careful... It really is outrageous.

Even during the fight, his opponent kept trying to persuade him...

A bit noisy.

beep beep-

Ok?

Ren frowned, struggled to take out his communicator, and then discovered that it was a message from Kafka.

【Kafka】: Elio said that the script has changed and he wants you to listen to Linnaeus's actions.

"..."

It's too late, isn't it?

Blade pushed himself up from the floor.

"Should we continue?"

Linnaeus assumed the starting stance.

“No need.” Ren, with a sullen expression, glanced at Dan Heng, suppressing the agitation in his heart: “I will act with you.”

“彳”.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Shence Mansion.

"Your sword only knows how to attack head-on, but doesn't know how to conceal its edge... The ending is somewhat messy."

"Well……"

Yanqing scratched his head and glanced back at Jingyuan.

After Linnaeus and his party left.

The atmosphere inside the Shence Mansion was actually a bit stiff.

After all, the relationships between the five elites in the cloud are quite complex.

But Yanqing couldn't hold back.

Jingliu was considered his grandmaster, and he wanted to further improve his swordsmanship, so after asking Jingyuan and receiving the answer that he could make contact with him.