CHAPTER 858: CHAPTER 517: INSTANT KILL (PART 2)

And then there were the Heavenly Kings from Africa and various South American countries, ranked relatively lower, totaling more than ten, a gathering of formidable individuals.

Previously, Ji Xinghuo had only seen the flair of these Heavenly Kings through the internet and media. Now, seeing them in person, he realized they were not all that impressive. Most of these Heavenly Kings were of the First Dan Sixth Rank, with not many reaching the Second Dan, their strength rather mediocre.

However, their titles were increasingly resonant.

"Earth has only recently opened the Star Gate. Although the potential is immense, the foundation is insufficient; in the broader perspective of the Star Realm, it’s not worth mentioning."

Ji Xinghuo mused in his heart.

Those resonant titles and names appeared prestigious on Earth, but would seem rather laughable in the True Dragon Dynasty.

"It’s fortunate I don’t have a nickname." He couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Generally, to be considered for the front ranks of the Legendary list one must earn a "title," most of which are given by others, but you can also hire marketing agents, as Chi Zhonglin mentioned, to gain public approval, eventually receiving official ADC certification.

Being the first in the Legendary rank, Ji Xinghuo had long been eligible for a nickname. Many offered suggestions, displaying great imagination, but none received majority consensus.

This was because his rise was too swift, with too many fame-making incidents.

No single title could fully represent his strength and characteristics. With each public appearance, he would overthrow people’s preexisting impressions, demonstrating greater strength, more abilities, and creating more shock; previously fitting titles would no longer be appropriate.

Moreover, Ji Xinghuo himself had no interest in so-called nicknames, nor did he respond to ADC’s solicitation emails.

So even now, he had no titles.

People only referred to him by his original name, Ji Xinghuo.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaorong raised her wrist to check the time—it was close to 3 PM, and the award ceremony was about to commence.

She exchanged a glance with Shen Xie, her brow slightly furrowed, while concern arose in Shen Xie’s heart as well.

Where were the Brahma King and Elephant Master?

Both couldn’t help but wonder if the plan had been leaked, and those two Heavenly Kings dared not come? Shen Xie pretended to speak to staff behind him, turned around, and gave Ji Xinghuo a questioning look, asking for instructions on what to do.

However, Ji Xinghuo showed no reaction, his expression still calm.

Electromagnetic Induction already detected the target; they were about to arrive.

The music began to play.

Amidst the stirring music, the host prime minister Yihanstan, accompanied by his country’s high officials, ascended the podium, with representatives from various countries standing up to applaud. All eyes were on a man in military uniform.

He was Karlja Buto.

Karlja looked only in his thirties, his military attire complementing his well-proportioned, upright figure. Though his appearance was unremarkable, he had sharp eyes that exuded the grim determination and decisiveness unique to soldiers.

Despite a military cap shadowing his head, it was evident Karlja was bald, with no hair on his entire body.

This was no secret; his profession was a Halo Fighter.

Ji Xinghuo was also observing Karlja, genuinely a First Dan Heavenly King, with very stable Star Power, stronger than most present Heavenly Kings, worthy of at least the top thirty in the global ranking, far beyond ADC’s fifty-first rating.

Evidently, he wasn’t just recently promoted.

"Karlja has been a Heavenly King for at least three years." Ji Xinghuo concluded.

Yihanstan’s numerous officials and generals took their seats, as Prime Minister Chaudhury scanned the far end of the front row of the viewing platform, where the seats assigned to the Indi Kingdom, Daviloda Republic, and Bangladesh Federated states remained vacant.

Chaudhury pretended not to notice.

Standing at the lectern, he loudly declared, "Esteemed guests, today, you have honored us with your presence at General Karlja Buto’s award ceremony..."

As he began his speech, there was a rumbling of engines overhead.

Three medium-sized shuttles flew in from the horizon, landing directly on the field under the gaze of representatives from various countries, adorned with the emblems of the three nations of the South Asia Alliance.

The hatch opened.

A group of Mutants emerged one after another from the leading shuttle, totaling sixteen legendary figures, all dressed in armors so luxurious they appeared opulent, with multi-colored peacock feathers on their helmets. With every step they took, the feathers would sway, resembling a peacock flaunting its tail feathers.

They were the Peacock Guards, the core Mutant Legion of the Indi Kingdom.

A middle-aged man was surrounded by this group of Peacock Guards.

His height was not tall, just over one meter seventy, with slightly dark skin and a prosperous appearance, clad simply in a white robe, presenting an unassuming demeanor. Hovering cross-legged, he wore a Golden Crown, contrasting with a powerful aura and even greater extravagance.

"Brahma King" Firoz Rajput.

Representatives from different countries gazed at the king with varied reactions.

Individuals emerged from the other two shuttles as well, representing the Dalovida Republic, led by "Elephant Master" Nagila Singh.

Ji Xinghuo had a distinct impression of this person.

Two years ago, when he stormed the Bhopal Star Gate, the Elephant Master intervened but failed to stop him. Subsequently, this man had expressed anger, frequently speaking disparagingly and casting aspersions on Ji Xinghuo in public forums and during interviews, tarnishing his reputation for several months.

Among the South Asia Alliance’s three Heavenly Kings, only two were present today.

Mostaque Rahman, known as "Flood," from the Bangladesh Federated state, wasn’t present, currently overseeing the Bhopal Star Gate.

The delegations from the three countries ascended the viewing platform.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister."

Firoz clasped his hands together in greeting to Chaudhury, "We were delayed en route, hence our late arrival. We ask for your understanding."

"Your presence is our country’s great honor." Chaudhury replied in a calm voice.

Today’s award ceremony was broadcast live.