The four Paragons of Skyfire Avenue represented not only Skyfire Avenue, but the Eastern Alliance as well. Even the Northern Alliance had to be wary of their presence. If they were harmed in Northern Alliance territory, the Eastern Alliance would retaliate.
Without the aliens, the Northern Alliance might have had a fighting chance. But now the aliens were coming, and the Northern Alliance was the first to bear the brunt. They couldn't afford to attack the Eastern Alliance.
The Wine Master heard his question, but his eyes were still on the Epochrion. "The Clairvoyant isn't dead yet.
Who dares say Skyfire Avenue isn't under his wing? "
The Terminator paused. He was only one rank lower than the Clairvoyant, but he knew that whether it was in terms of contribution to humanity or actual power, the Clairvoyant was a far cry from the Terminator's.
This was why he was afraid of the other Clairvoyant.
The Terminator's voice was cold. "Wine Master, do you really think I can't keep Jun 'er here with all of you here?
This is the Northern Alliance! "
"Of course I think so," the Wine Master retorted. "If I'm here, do you really think we'll let Jun 'er show her face?
Show him, Pharmacist. "
The Pharmacist smiled and placed Jun 'er on the ground. Jun' er walked stiffly towards the Terminator.
Everyone present was one of the strongest in the world, how could they not see that Jun 'er was different?
She was a robot!
The Terminator's face fell. "Impossible. Back at the Major League Arena.
I even felt her aura myself.
She was there. "
The Wine Master nodded. "Of course.
If that wasn't the case, how could I have hidden it from you?
However, after the competition ended, I waited in the corridor, waiting for them to come out, and then swapped places.
I don't think there's much else to say. "
Needless to say, if he continued, his intelligence would be doubted.
With the Wine Master's ability to manipulate space, a single long-distance teleportation was all he needed.
It could take Jun 'er to safety. The Jun' er in the Wine Master's arms was a robot.
The Terminator's aura was unstable. He knew he had lost, and lost badly. Not in terms of strength, but in terms of intelligence.
In terms of preparation, Skyfire Avenue obviously had the upper hand.
Their primary objective was no longer there, so what was the point of fighting this battle?
Not to mention the Bookworm and the Keeper, both of whom had no sense of moral integrity whatsoever.
They were clearly prepared to launch an all-out attack on Luo.
Of course, Luo Xing had defensive measures, but...
Against two Paragons, who could say for sure that their defenses would hold up?
"Good, very good!
Your men may leave.
But Jun Yongye and Xuanyuan Shishi aren't your people, are they? "The Terminator's voice was fierce, but weak at heart.
The Wine Master shook his head. "They don't belong to Skyfire Avenue."
"But they are my fellow disciples," the Pharmacist interjected.
The Terminator's face darkened even further. They were both swordsmen, and of ancient martial heritage.
It was entirely possible that they were fellow disciples.
But to say it out loud in front of him, the Terminator couldn't suppress his anger.
Jun Yongye walked to the Pharmacist's side and smiled. "You won't be able to keep us here.
Even if you are Paragons, it will be the same. Xuanyuan, let's go. We don't want to cause any trouble.
Sister, we'll find you when we get back. "He nodded to the Pharmacist, then turned his attention to Lan Jue with a nod of his own.
Xuanyuan Shishi walked over to Jun Yongye's side. The two Paragons who had shined so brightly in the tournament were suddenly surrounded by a brilliant light. They transformed into two longswords, one red and one blue, that floated in the air. Then they sank into the ground and disappeared.
No one had expected this. Not even the Terminator or the Epochrion could stop them.
The Pontiff slowly lifted his scepter, and a holy aura flared around him. He looked ready to fight at any moment.
The Epochrion's eyes were fixed on the Wine Master, but she didn't speak.
The Terminator's chest heaved several times, but he quickly regained his composure. "It is an honor to have so many Paragons here on Luo.
However, I don't think you need me to be your host. Please leave.
Let them go! "
With that said, the Terminator turned into a beam of black light and shot up into the sky, disappearing without a trace.
The Terminator's face was rough, but his heart was meticulous. He knew the Pontiff was about to make a move, and it wasn't to defend the Northern Alliance. It was to see the world in chaos.
There was no point in continuing the fight. After all, they had a common enemy.
The Terminator wanted the Pontiff to use him, so he gritted his teeth and accepted his defeat.
With the Terminator gone, the Northern Alliance dispersed.
The Pontiff didn't dare tarry. He led his Citadel's people away.
The Dark Citadel's people flew off in another direction.
Satan wasn't here, but the Pontiff was. They didn't want to get in trouble. They knew what kind of man the Pontiff was, and if they gave him the chance, he wouldn't let them off the hook.
The tense atmosphere had calmed down, and the people of Skyfire Avenue breathed a sigh of relief. The sky was bright once more, and the Bookworm and Keeper's images were gone.
The Keeper's voice called out to them. "We'll be waiting on the airship. Hurry up." Jun 'er was still on the airship, and they had to protect her first.
As for who the 'hurry up' was meant for, that was up to the listener.
Lan Jue breathed a sigh of relief. Although he'd recovered some of his strength thanks to the pills he'd taken earlier, his fight with Jun Yongye had taken too much out of him. It would take time for him to fully recover.
If he could avoid fighting, it would be for the best.
"Let's go," the Gourmet said. "We'll have to fly there ourselves."
He didn't even look at the Wine Master. Instead, he led the others to the airship hangar.
There were only two people who didn't move from their original spots.
The Epochrion and the Cosmagus, the Wine Master.
Their eyes met. The Wine Master's face was calm, but there was a flash of pain in it.
"How have you been?" The Epochrion was the first to speak.
"Fine." The Wine Master's voice was soft.
"It's been a long time," the Epochrion said. "You haven't changed much."
The Wine Master smirked. "I'm just getting older.
You're the only one who hasn't changed. You're still so young, so beautiful. "
"You should go," the Epochrion said.
The Terminator was calm and collected, but the Northern Alliance's military isn't.
Be careful on the way back. "
The Wine Master's hand flickered, and the Cosmagus vanished. "I didn't come here just to pick everyone up. There's something I want to ask you.
I've thought about it for forty-two years. Today, I have to say it.
If I don't, I don't know if I'll ever get another chance. "
The Epochrion was silent. "Ask away."
The Wine Master's hands clenched into fists. "Why did you have to leave?
Was it because we had different ideals?
Don't tell me that our relationship isn't as important as your ideology? "
The Epochrion didn't respond. The Wine Master, however, was visibly agitated.
"I've only ever loved two things in my life. Clocks and wine."
The Wine Master's voice was calm once more. "On Skyfire Avenue, there are a few shops that no one runs.
Watch shops, wedding photography shops, for example.
They're all waiting for their master to return. "
The Epochrion sighed. "Can we go back?
I'm sorry, Wine Master. I know how you feel about me.
However, a large part of the reason why I left back then was because of your feelings for me. "
The Wine Master paused. "Because of me?"
The Spacetime Hegemon let out a sigh. "Time passes so quickly. Come to think of it, I'm supposed to be the controller of time, but can I really control time?
I don't think I can.
No one can win against time. No one can control it.
Forty-two years have passed, and we're no longer young. "
"There are some things I haven't said because I didn't want to hurt you.
I didn't think you'd be so stubborn.
Sorry, I didn't love you back then, but the person I love has long since fallen in love with someone else, and the person he loves is my best sister.
I couldn't accept the fact that I left, and it wasn't just because of you.
I could feel how good you were to me, but you were too good for me. I couldn't repay you.
My only choice was to leave. "
"Our ideals didn't match, but that was just an excuse.
I couldn't face you. I couldn't face myself.
It was also at that time that I met the Terminator. I chose to leave. Perhaps, leaving was the best choice for me at that time. "
The Wine Master was stunned. He hadn't expected things to turn out like this. But reality was cruel.
(To be continued …)