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The patrol captain walked in front, with Arthur leisurely following behind, taking in the sights and customs of Angel Island with great interest.
"What's your name?" he asked casually.
"Ah?" Hearing Arthur's question, the captain shuddered. He hurriedly replied, "Constance, a captain in the God's Militia—"
Constance answered every question, revealing everything he knew, even down to how many people were in his family and what he had done in the past.
"You're a smart kid. I like you. Stick with me—and you'll have a good life. When I leave Sky Island, this whole island will be yours!" Arthur patted his shoulder, almost making him fall to his knees.
Constance could only manage a bitter smile. He was forty years old this year, yet he was being called a kid by a youth who looked to be under eighteen.
Of course, he didn't dare say this out loud, and he immediately disregarded the last part of Arthur's statement.
The two quickened their pace, walking ceaselessly. Under the astonished gazes of the Angel Islanders, they headed towards God's Land, Upper Yard.
"Sir, Upper Yard's—God... Gan Fall and his God's Militia are very powerful. May I ask what your purpose is in going there...?" Constance hesitantly tried to warn Arthur.
He had been scared witless by the lightning earlier, and he still hadn't fully recovered. He even felt that this man could replace Gan Fall and become the new God of Sky Island!
Seeing Constance's caution, Arthur chuckled. "Don't worry about what I'm going to do. It's nothing major."
Upper Yard was full of gold, firmly in Gan Fall's grasp. Arthur's goal—was to kill him and take all the gold to build his vessel—Ark Thunder God.
"Yes!" Constance nodded obsequiously, not daring to probe further.
It took them two whole hours to reach their destination. Arthur's patience was almost worn thin. He almost grabbed Constance and flew there directly.
This fellow was a captain in the God's Militia, but his strength was very lacking. If he had flown at high speed, Constance probably would have been in danger. Arthur had to suppress his impatience and walk.
"We've arrived, sir—Up ahead is Upper Yard!" Constance was panting, out of breath. He pointed to a landscape completely different from the rest of Sky Island, a hint of intoxication in his eyes.
Soil was the scarcest resource on Sky Island. Every Skypiean dreamed of one day living in a place where only "God" could reside.
Upper Yard was a part of Jaya—Centuries ago, it was sent up to the sky by a super-giant rising current.
When it first arrived, it immediately astonished the Skypiean natives. They fought with the Shandians, the original inhabitants of Jaya for centuries, and finally won the right to live there.
It retained its appearance from centuries ago. Yellow soil was covered with towering trees, like a primeval forest.
Even Arthur was a little excited. He had left the Blue Sea for over a year and hadn't set foot on solid ground in all that time.
"Sir, it's beautiful, isn't it? This is the soil and stone that drives everyone mad!" Constance exclaimed in admiration. Seeing Arthur's excitement—he mistakenly assumed that this man had never seen soil before either.
'Looking at this fellow's expression, you could probably convince him to live his life eating dirt, and he would gladly do it.' Arthur thought, feeling speechless.
Could he tell Constance that below Sky Island—soil was the most readily available thing, only less valuable than air and seawater?
However, the saying that the rarest things are the most precious was indeed a universal truth.
Skypieans had no soil, so they considered it priceless!
As the two approached Upper Yard, they hadn't even set foot on the land when they were immediately discovered by a pair of armored guards.
"Who dares to approach God's Land? Are you tired of living?"
This group of God's Militia was identical to the one Arthur had encountered on Angel Island. They were fierce and quickly closed in.
"Huh? It's Captain Constance? Who is this behind you—?" One of the leaders seemed to recognize Constance.
"Captain Kilgardan, this person wishes to see God. So I brought him here to report." Constance hesitated, hiding the fact that Arthur had killed many people, clearly not wanting to offend either side.
"See God?" The leader sized up Arthur, his gaze lingering on Arthur's wingless back. His expression changed drastically. "Outrageous! A Blue Seaman dares to show such disrespect—wanting to see God? Take him dow...."
Before he could finish, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking him directly. His body was bathed in electric light. In moments, he was charred black, collapsing to the ground, dead as a doornail.
"You talk too much!" Arthur casually remarked, not caring about the loss of a life. "People only learn to fear when they've witnessed true power. Unfortunately, once you know, it might be too late to save your life..."
The soldiers of the God's Militia all took a step back, looking at each other, unable to react to what had just happened.
Only Constance trembled, once again witnessing the nightmare he could never forget—Lightning.
These ignorant fools would probably never understand why humans could control the power of a god.
"It's him, he killed the captain! Avenge the captain, ah!!"
Arthur flicked his finger. A Lightning Spear instantly formed at his fingertip. He pierced the one who spoke, who immediately flew back as if struck by a cannonball.
The spear, which hadn't dissipated for a long time, impaled a row of soldiers behind him, stringing them together like candied hawthorns.
Facing the horrified gazes of the surviving members of the God's Militia, Arthur spoke indifferently, "Those who don't want to die, get out of my way."
With that, he stepped onto the cloud path leading up to Upper Yard, constructed specifically from island clouds.
This action scared the God's Militia half to death. They retreated to the trees, fear, awe, and other emotions flashing in their eyes.
Constance, with a hint of reluctance, steeled himself and followed Arthur. Who knew how much courage he had mustered to make that decision.
"Don't let this lowly Blue Seaman defile God's Land! Kill!!" A few soldiers, seemingly brainwashed, charged forward, prioritizing loyalty over fear.
Breath Dials built into their boots emitted powerful bursts of air, propelling them forward. Their knight's lances were aimed at Arthur's back.
"Don't!!! Stop!" Constance shouted in horror. He wasn't worried about Arthur. He just didn't want to see any more Skypieans die before him, helpless to stop it.
"Truly Fascinating contraptions. It seems the vastness of the sea breeds—Endless wonders," Arthur remarked, seeing the accelerating air from the boots and the impact wave from the lance, comparable in force to his punch before he had the Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
Admiration was one thing—Arthur showed no mercy. Bolts of lightning descended from thin air, striking each of them down.
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