Pillar of Yita

And that large magic guided bow with metallic embellishments, rested steadily in the other person’s hand. Fang Hong didn’t recognize the face, but he recognized the bow.

It had a name—Xilaisika, Holy Land of the Wind.

That was the Bow of the Ten Kings.

The man stepped forward, passing by him and Hilveld, raised the bow in his hand, drew the bowstring, and spoke loudly:

”Who took Count Westwood Sibika from Fanric?”

”And who made a bet with me?”

”I’ll tell you the answer.”

”BBK Alliance, why don’t you let those people behind you take a step forward?”

He lifted his head, his eyes serene: ”It seems some people want to press at every step, thinking they can hold sway over everything. But unfortunately, the history of the Invoker, has never been a puppet to be manipulated at others’ whims...”

Only then did people finally find the source of the voice.

The crowd parted, and among the people from the Shadow Throne on the other side of the square, Snow was watching this scene with shock. ”Ye Hua, are you crazy!?” she shouted: ”Do you want to defy the alliance, to act against the ’Stargate Declaration’?”

The moment that name appeared.

The entire square fell silent, in the Southern Region, people may not recognize the current Chairman of the Alchemist Alliance.

But they must have heard of this legendary Ranger.

But the man just smiled: ”Snow, you are wrong.”

He gently shook his head: ”Super Competitive League, cannot represent the ’Stargate Declaration’, it cannot even represent the Free Summoner—”

He raised the bow, gently released the bowstring: ”I don’t belong to any guild now, and is there a provision in the ’Stargate Declaration’ that states what responsibilities a Free Summoner has toward the Super Competitive League?”

He shook his head: ”No.”

He asked again: ”So, is there a provision in the ’Stargate Declaration’ that says a Free Summoner cannot attack the Super Competitive League?”

He still shook his head, asking himself and answering: ”Still no.”

Only then did Snow open her mouth wide. The birth of the Super Competitive League was after the ’Stargate Declaration’, so how could such provisions exist on the declaration. Although the alliance has grown increasingly large, at its core, it is just a commercial organization after all.

It can represent many things.

But it cannot constrain everything.

Guilds, groups, and even various organizations must bow to it. But the Free Summoners, have always been the beginning of history after the Stargate,

Fang Hong stood by listening to this conversation, although he did not see arrows on the bowstring of this Night King, but with a shake of the bowstring, an invisible ripple had swept over the square.

Its target, was not the City Defense Force on the stage.

But the New Southern Border Alliance on the other side.

The people from the Shadow Throne seemed to finally react, but it was too late, with a cracking sound, a row of elite members in the front row fell in unison.

In the cold night, a mist of blood rose, as if a curtain was slowly being drawn open.

He watched this scene, and for a moment his mind was blank, the means he had racked his brains to deal with the Shadow Throne, were executed so easily by the opponent.

What Dragonfire Guild, what Dragon Worship Sect, what Super Competitive League, what does it matter, just do it.

As long as everyone’s dead, no conspiracy matters.

What’s more brilliant is, the other party seemed to be right.

There were no rules, prohibiting action against the Super Competitive League.

This obvious loophole was deliberately ignored, and over the decades, Stargate Port seemed to have no intention of remedying it. He suddenly realized the relationship between the two.

Yes, the Super Competitive League can constrain guilds and groups.

But it cannot constrain free individuals.

The era opened by the ’Stargate Declaration’, has never changed.

The other’s words only made his blood boil, he couldn’t help but glance at Hilveld and Sophie on the side. The two saw his expression and immediately knew what he was thinking.

Miss Ship’s Officer sighed, smiled: ”What do you plan to do, Captain?”

”The people from the Shadow Throne are over there,” Fang Hong said firmly: ”Of course we have to catch them first before anything else!”

He couldn’t help but look at the God of Dark Night not far away, the Ten Kings of the Ranger.

And Ye Hua just turned his head, also glancing at the little couple, he of course still remembered Fang Hong and the others, only reminded: ”It’s about to get chaotic here, you should leave first, be careful.”

But Fang Hong shook his head: ”Great God Ye Hua, I’ll help you.”

”Help me?”

Ye Hua paused for a moment, looked at him with a bit of surprise mixed with laughter, and clearly saw that Fang Hong’s level was not high: ”Little guy, how do you plan to help me?”

Without a word, Fang Hong undid his backpack and threw it to the ground, with a crash. A bunch of Clockwork Fairies rolled out, he lifted his head, looked at the other, and answered:

”Like this—”

He raised his right hand, the metal glove glinting faintly under the night light.

He spread his fingers, and with a soft buzz, more than ten Clockwork Fairies simultaneously fluttered up from the ground, like a layer of golden cloud, scattering into the night sky as the other watched in astonishment.

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