Engraved on the helicopter were silver sword and dagger emblems, belonging to the Silver Faction of the Omega Sequence.

Mu Qingyou, codenamed Jue Jian, is the leader of the Silver Faction.

At the same time, she is also the heir of the Sword Tomb.

A man carrying a Sword Box said, "Yes, he once saved Junior Sister Tang, and our Sword Tomb owed him a debt, but we have paid it back after the massacre at Black Cloud City. He is a descendant of the Gu Family and someone valued by the King of Qing, very likely to become the King of Qing's final disciple."

Mu Qingyou held a tablet, tapping a few times, documents popped up.

"A Second Rank Junior Fate Officer? This combat prowess is unusual. If he is a student of the King of Qing, then it is highly possible he has already learned the Breathing Technique and Forbidden Spell, a rare talent indeed."

She said, "Moreover, he possesses two pieces of Mythical Weapons."

"Not only that, but the entire association suspects Professor Gu Ci'an also left him something before his death."

The young girl timidly said, "Although he is very powerful, Senior Sister, if you want to recruit him into our faction, I'm afraid it's going to be very difficult. He is a lone wolf, very similar to Junior Sister Tang."

Mu Qingyou thought of that arrogant tone on the communication channel earlier

and that figure sitting below in the storm.

"Alright, it is indeed unrealistic."

She said helplessly, "However, as long as he isn't snatched by Ying Changsheng or Li Hanting, it's fine. This action is likely to be reported directly to the President, which will be a great merit."

At the same time, Ying Changsheng was already seated in the carriage, admiring the stormy night view.

"Your Highness, should we try to win over that person?"

A beautiful maid respectfully asked, "With such a level of talent, he is expected to become the strongest in the new era Omega Sequence, like Thunder."

Ying Changsheng waved his hand, "No hurry, when I see him, I feel like seeing a fellow traveler."

The maid and the guards were taken aback.

"People on the same path will eventually come together even without deliberate recruitment."

He smiled faintly, "I just need to know, he will definitely not go over to Li Hanting."

Indeed.

The one who suffered the most humiliation today was the Judgement Court.

Not because their strength was lacking, but due to a lack of courage and determination.

The monster that Madam Yan mutated into was truly terrifying.

If no antidote was developed, anyone going up would only lose their life in vain and inadvertently endanger many others, becoming breeding bodies for Gu Worms, further expanding the disaster.

So, people could only be sent to their deaths.

The question is, who should fill this role?

The answer is the warriors of the Dawn Combat Sequence.

Because these nano warriors, apart from guarding the world's stability and defending human territories.

Their greatest responsibility is to protect the geniuses of the Omega Sequence.

Li Hanting stroked the wolf pup in his arms, sitting silently in the cabin.

He knew his plan was not flawed.

But it just so happened that someone unafraid of death charged in, and even succeeded.

This is quite humiliating.

Originally, he planned to take his faction to observe.

If the other party was already seriously injured, he could praise their bravery and show some level of concern, making him seem less incompetent.

But the other party was unscathed and even counterattacked an assassin after being ambushed.

This made Li Hanting appear very incompetent.

Because he is the commander of the West Port Battlefield, representing the Judgement Court.

Suddenly, the distant sound of a helicopter roaring arrived, a mighty pressure enveloping the scene.

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Boom.

Hovered in mid-air, a figure stood at the helicopter's front, surveying the storm.

A burly man with blood-red flames burning all over him, like a demon walking out of hell, eyes glowing ominously bright in the darkness, like fiery torches.

The moment he appeared, the storm ceased to exist, evaporated into thick smoke.

A heavy scent of blood accompanied by terrifying pressure enveloped the scene.

The helicopter wobbled, emitting a piercing alarm.

Mu Qingyou felt the pressure, her beautiful eyes trembling, the Sword Box behind her vibrated uncontrollably.

Unintentionally, cold sweat soaked her body.

All those of the Silver Faction trembled under this pressure, drenched in sweat.

Ying Changsheng's carriage shook violently as his hand holding the teacup abruptly loosened, spilling tea all over himself, the enormous pressure like dark clouds cloaked him, almost bursting his veins and heart.

The twelve Guardians exchanged glances, eyes filled with terror.

Even Li Hanting of the Judgement Court groaned, face flushed, body shaking.

All Omega Sequence members present felt that terrifying, hellish pressure.

"Instructor Wan."

Chen Bojun lifted his head, gazing at the burly demon in the sky, grinning, "Back from the fortress?"

Lu Zijin raised an eyebrow, coolly saying, "You still know to show up?"

This was not an enemy attack but an ally.

The burly man on the helicopter was surnamed Wan, given name Rentu.

The name Wan Rentu was as domineering as the person himself.

A Dragon Slayer path, a quasi-saintly Ascender, and an Omega Sequence instructor.

His arrival immediately gave the Omega Sequence members present a taste of his might.