On Far Shore Island, the teams from Fiery Flame Land and Steep Ridge Fortress stood on the side of the Azure Sky Royal Court, while Gantreignum and the Seven Cities Alliance had already arrived beside Aina.
From this, one could roughly discern the alliance structure of the Terra Continent... At some unknown point, the entire continent’s forces had divided into three factions, with many neutral yet slightly biased small forces.
Able to avoid gazes, the Dragon Worship Cult squad naturally complied, as the following battle would be a real slaughter, with only one side able to achieve victory and fulfill the goal of this Exotic Species Research Institute exploration.
Really... only three factions?
Suddenly, within the previously tense three forces, the strongest and most perceptive group of people suddenly sensed something amiss.
It wasn’t the silence of sound, but a silence of Origin Quality and Spirit Energy.
At some unknown point, the Voidrealm Machine Gods that had been incessantly encroaching the square’s periphery suddenly disappeared, and the Spirit Energy Field that had been intermittently sweeping across the entire square also gradually calmed.
"Wait, there’s a situation!"
The Necrocaller of the Yanjiang Exploration Team suddenly warned, and mere seconds after his warning, everyone present felt a bone-chilling coldness, or a sense of suffocation from being overshadowed by some enormous entity.
It was a powerful presence... an entity stronger than everyone present, releasing its aura, approaching step by step with an unstoppable gait!
Like the calm before a superstorm capable of blowing away fleets and destroying cities, the entire square’s air seemed frozen, falling into silence!
At first, it was just rumbling, but soon, as that presence drew near, visible ripples spread across the surrounding Origin Quality, with resonating vibrations, a black shadow appeared at the edge of the square shrouded in golden-red mist.
Then, a figure clad in sturdy dark silver armor, confidently stepped forward.
This armor had a peculiar beauty, smooth yet fierce, as if it were a carefully designed killing machine, but its massive aura was like a mountain, each step forward was as if a peak was moving horizontally, advancing with an irresistible and formidable pressure, aiming to crush all who dared to resist!
At the moment of seeing this figure, Gaer, who had been sitting on a supply crate drinking a potion, suddenly stood up, his black eyes widened, intently watching that silhouette.
A strange tremor, whether born of tension or excitement, caused his entire body to shake slightly: "Who is this? How can he be so strong?!"
"You’re not on the list!"
Meanwhile, Aina gripped the sword hilt, feeling a strangely familiar sensation, yet unable to grasp it, the Imperial Grandson spoke in a deep voice: "Strange visitor, who are you? State your identity!"
This was actually just for show, because in reality, a message had already appeared in Aina’s mind, only known to the Fifth Energy Level, royal core members, and a small select few Fourth Energy Level pinnacle Empire core elites.
A message that made him subconsciously gulp, uncertain if he felt excitement or disbelief!
The figure did not answer this question.
Having reached the center of the square, he stopped, the silver-gray armored figure surveyed everyone present, with crimson blood-light patterns emerging on the armor.
"Hmm, everyone’s here."
A calm yet cold voice emanated from the silver armor: "Since that’s the case, I will state my name."
"I am Mahdi. Mahdi of You Gu, and I am the one who shall claim the treasure here."
[Old Ancestor, who is he?]
At this moment, the dark-haired elf girl, who had always maintained a relaxed demeanor, also became serious, Golan asked nervously: [He... his power, how is it so strong?! Wasn’t the relic supposed to limit age?]
[This proves he is under twenty within the Second Energy Level, under thirty within the Third Energy Level... Open your eyes wider]
The Old Ancestor’s voice also fell into contemplation, seemingly using Golan’s sight to observe that silver knight: [This Source Quality fluctuation, Sublimation Structure, seems familiar... Wait? No, this structure?!]
The voice gradually raised, finally reaching an incredulous pitch, Golan heard his Old Ancestor’s utterly shocked voice: [That is... impossible... but it’s true?!]
The voice in his mind, shaking the soul, was full of disbelief and a hint of confusion: [This is The Unyielding Fortress?!]
[A new generation Unyielding Fortress, besides Hiliard?!]