On another side of the Sky Land

  "Come on, John, a little faster. I'm sure I can see someone up ahead."

  As John climbed to the top of the giant tree, he was already thinking of a remedy for his tired knees.

  "Even if you do see someone, what difference does it make if we catch them? Hasn't Red Lightning Academy already won the tournament? We don't need to kill anyone anymore."

  Zaheer shook his head from side to side and started to tie his hair. The branches here were very flexible and his hair had grown very long. It would be good to tie it up for a while.

  "Still, we came here to explore, the others still have a chance. If a legendary leader like Ramas or Mario becomes king, they will have another chance. And if that happens, who else but us can learn such information and survive? Whoever we've been following hasn't noticed us. We can still go on. "John nodded and he and Zaheer began to move through the forest. The forest was very quiet and they approached their enemies step by step like assassins. But even if they talked here, it wouldn't be a problem.

  "I didn't know you were so good at tracking people, you never told me you had such skills."

  Zaheer didn't answer at first. John wondered if he'd asked the wrong question, but he didn't want to prolong it. So he didn't want to tell.

  "Actually, I have many skills like that. Spy, agent, assassin, observer, tracker and many more. That's why I take care of the city's food and drink. I have a lot of unnecessary information about minors. "Zaheer suddenly put his hand to his ear and began to whisper.

  'That's five today.'

  John was getting a bit bored with the situation. He wanted to ask, but Zaheer started to explain himself.

  "I have an ability that allows me to copy myself. This allows me to understand where it goes and where it stands from many points. My copies are not alive. If I don't give them aura, they can't give off aura. So they're just right for the job."

  "Let's not talk anymore. We're close."

  At that time there were several groups and a town 3 kilometers away from them. They were scouting groups, and each of them was a master at getting into places without getting caught. That's how they got the information about Sky Island.

  There was a river in the middle of the city. It was actually a man-made waterfall, but it gave off a strange aura. At the same time, many people gathered around that waterfall. It was like a ritual. Zaheer and John hid on the roof of one of the big buildings.

  "I've never seen these people in the Skylands before. What academy are they from?"

  John had seen that they had a symbol on them, but now his memory was not working and he could not remember it.

  But unlike him, Zaheer was older and remembered everything clearly. He knew who that symbol belonged to.

  "These are hunters! "

  John shuddered the moment he heard that the people they were facing were Slayers. A desire to kill slowly began to radiate from his body, but at that moment, Zaheer's sharp aura cut it in two and destroyed it. Among hunters who had killed so many people, such a simple desire to kill was not obvious.

  "Today, we finally complete the first part of our mission! I know that each and every one of you has waited a long time for this moment, but now we can begin! From now on, we can kill all the Developmentalists and confiscate all the treasures of Sky Island. .... And it all starts today when we destroy the Immortal Formation!!!"

  Seeing this, the crowd went wild, but John and Zaheer felt as if all the blood had drained from their bodies. Neither of them could think of anything to say.

  At that moment, the speaker raised his hand. He had countless chains on his back, and he seemed to be able to control them.

  The chains moved quickly and tore the statue in the middle of the waterfall to pieces. All that remained was a heart-shaped machine held by the chains. It was not clear what the machine was made of, but it was certainly not a simple substance.

  But this chained youth did not look at it, and he let it disintegrate, and the vital energy scattered into the sky.

  Seeing this moment, John and Zaheer knew what they had to do. They had to get back as fast as they could and inform Alan and then all the Academies.

  "Here comes your first test vehicle! Come on guys, make way for it!!!"

  But when they saw this moment, they stopped. Even if they came to their senses immediately, they had already seen it. They had already seen the white robe in the hands of two young men. What froze them was the fact that this young man had the mark of the Red Lightning on him.

  "Jei!!!"

  Jei was not a very prominent person at the Red Lightning Academy. But he was different from the others. He didn't mess with anyone and didn't do anything bad to anyone. He was not arrogant at all, and his talent was only above average. He was actually a very nice person and Michael had taken him in after his father died. Michael knew that he didn't have a very good talent, but he still believed in him. Maybe Jei could really understand emotions. You couldn't talk about potential if you followed emotions. Potential was useless on this path. If you're going to walk this path, you have to trust what's in your heart.

  Zaheer and John lost control for a moment when they saw him. If what this chained man was doing was real, Jei would really die here.

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  But despite everything, Jei didn't look afraid at all. He even seemed sad. He didn't resist at all.

  "What is this idiot doing?! We have to save him now!!!"

  John was about to jump out of his seat when a hand touched his shoulder. Zaheer wasn't looking at him. He was looking directly at Jei.

  "He knows everything, John. The two youths holding him are half a step away from the second step. There is no way he can get rid of them. He has no choice but to accept death."

  John clenched his fist and looked at Jei. Jei hadn't been around since the attack on the Immortal Sword Academy. Everyone thought he was injured or worse, or that he had found a treasure and was concentrating on developing it. Nobody thought he was dead. Because Jei was perhaps the most skilled escape artist in the Red Lightning Academy. He was telepathic and his perception was incredibly high. No one could get close to him without permission, unless it was Half Step 2. Of course, if there was a big difference in speed, Jei could be caught.

  The chained youth looked at Jei's emotionless face and after a small laugh, his chains flew up. As much as Zaheer and John didn't want to watch, they couldn't help but stare.

  Suddenly Jei's eyes widened before the chain moved and he looked up in surprise.

  "He noticed us!"

  "Zaheer! Get out of here now, you are surrounded! They have already spotted you! Run!!!"

  Hearing these words, Zaheer and John's eyes suddenly widened and they stood up. Zaheer quickly looked behind him and saw the Purple Lightning users gathered there.

  John suddenly saw Jei's body approaching death.

  We can save you, Jei! Try to resist!

  John was about to move and run towards Jei when Zaheer suddenly grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder. He immediately started to run. At that moment the sound of Nail's chains echoed in his ears. It sounded like the murmur of the Angel of Death.

  "I'm sorry, John. I guess I wasn't talented enough. I can't go on any longer. See you in my next life...."

  CAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRTTTT!!!!!

  "JEI!!!!"

  A tearing sound and a clapping sound reached John's ears. At that moment he knew. The hunters had taken something from him again. Once again, their loved ones had died at their hands. And for what? Why did they still kill?

  At the same time, a tear fell from Zaheer's eyes, but Zaheer did not freeze like John. He was older and had faced the hunters long before John. Still, he could not hold back the tears at a moment like this. Once again, one of his friends had died. Just like so many years ago.

  As Zaheer's clones distracted those trying to trap them, Zaheer broke into a run. He quickly leaped over the buildings and ran away from the hunters. Many hunters attacked them, but Zaheer and John somehow managed to hold them off. If they had known that these were the weaklings, they would have been completely dumbfounded.

  "Sir, I'll get them right away. They seem to be more skilled than this young man."

  Half Step 2, standing next to Nail, spoke and was about to step forward when an arm stopped him. Nail had a wicked smile on his face.

  "I will catch them."

  Nail said his last words and quickly moved forward to catch the young people he was chasing from the tops of the buildings. He had a look on his face that could have made him laugh out loud at any moment.

  "What a mess!"

  Suddenly, a man with blue eyes and blue hair appeared. A very powerful aura emanated from his body, and compared to the others, he was a true king. His aura was even stronger than Nail's.

  "This little one is greeting the second leader."

  "You don't need to speak formally. What's going on here? Have you already destroyed the last statue?"

  At that moment, Ryuga turned his head and saw the last remnants of the Immortal Formation.

  "It's done, sir. It's been tested. But we discovered two spies. Leader Nail himself went to get rid of them."

  "Hmmm, if Nail is gone, there shouldn't be a problem..."

  F??????SSSSS.....

  Ryuga's eyes widened at the sound of the wind and he turned his head to look in one direction. The wind brought a different smell to his nose. It was different from that of a normal person. The others didn't understand what had happened, but Ryuga was at a loss for words. Even his eyes were like balloons...

  "A Dragon....."

  Ryuga involuntarily took a step in that direction. The scent of a dragon. A half dragon aura that was really like him!!! He had to find it immediately!

  Ryuga rushed forward and jumped over the rooftops.

  "A dragon! If I can absorb his Blood Bond, I'll definitely reach at least the 2nd Step Peak after I leave here! Hahaha, this is a real blessing for me!!!"

  ***

  Meanwhile, at the entrance to the Dragon's Lair, two young men were fighting breathlessly. Mario and Alvar were still fighting. And they were both out of breath. They had fought for a long time, but there was still no winner.

  Mario and Alvar were alone. The friends of both sides were no longer in the area. Now they both fought without fear of destroying anything.

  "Come on Alvar, one last round! This time I'm coming with everything!!!"

  "Come on then! Show me your power, Mario the Haircutter!!!"

  "You too, Buddha Genius!!!"

  The aura of both geniuses increased, and the swords in their hands shone like stars.

  Alvar extended his sword vertically behind his back and held out his other hand to Mario. He bent his legs. The humming of the chant and the sizzling of the Purple Lightning could be heard coming from his body. The Purple Lightning rose from his body, and a Buddha statue covered in Purple Lightning appeared on his forehead.

  In the same way, Mairo's sword was completely enveloped by the divine aura. The sharp katana felt like it was covering kilometers of space. It was as if the slightest hair would be cut in two by the movement of this sword.

  "Purple Lightning Buddha Art! 4th Lightning!!! The splendor of divine permission!!!"

  "Divine Sword Art! Divine Void Slash!!!"

  The shouts of the two swords could be heard for miles around. Their energy soared into the sky, and the power of the two Buddha disciples was unleashed. The auras of the two swords in the sky merged. In a thousandth of a second, they reached each other. Their owners had crazy smiles on their faces. They were both salivating.

  "Say hello to that old geezer Mario!!! "

  "Go tell him yourself!!!"

  Alvar and Mario used all their strength as the two swords clashed. At that moment, Alvar turned his gaze to Mairo's drooling face. How ugly he really was.

  CRACK!!!

  There was a crackling sound and the whole area disappeared within the frame of the divine white aura.

  As the light dissipated, Alvar appeared first, with black hair and eyes and white skin. He was still intact. A smile appeared on his face, but suddenly he staggered and vomited a handful of blood. His face turned white. It was obviously very difficult for him to even move without a little rest.

  "Heh, Mario. I won."

  Alvar was about to go into a corner and meditate when his gaze suddenly fell on the body lying motionless in the smoke. He stopped for a moment and waited for the body to disappear. It was already very difficult to move.

  But the body did not disappear.

  "What's going on?"

  Alvar could see that the body he saw was still not moving.

  "Is it still alive?"

  Alvar approached slowly and stood in front of Mario. Then he felt for a pulse. It wasn't beating.

  Alarmed, Alvar sent energy into Mario's body. If his body was still functioning, even if he had used a secret technique, there should have been a small flicker of energy.

  But there was no energy flicker at all.

  "Hey, you idiot, if you're alive, stop pretending."

  Alvar shook Mario's shoulders, but Mario didn't move at all. There were many wounds on his body and his eyes were closed. His face was covered in dust and white. He was clearly dead.

  SHLAAAAAAAAAAAPPSSS!!!

  Alvar suddenly slapped him hard and tried to wake Mario up. But Mario didn't wake up. Slap after slap landed on Mario's body. Countless blows landed on Mario's body as Alvar's tears flowed. Finally, Alvar's tears continued until he vomited blood again.

  "COME ON MARIO!!!"

  Despite everything, Mario did not move.

  Because he was already dead.