Floating Island - Triple S Talent

Not far from the White Building, thousands of soldiers had already gathered. They all activated their blue-tier equipment, and the various weapons in their hands made them look even more fierce.

They all looked like Indonesian soldiers in black and white uniforms. The only difference was their auras, which were blood-red, and the veins in their eyes bulged on their faces.

"Blood troops... Immediately storm the White Building."

Hush...

Hu...

Ha...

The unity of the soldiers was unparalleled; they were terrifying just by marching and stepping.

...

Far at the southern end of the Indonesian Alliance island, a military building was visible. On the top floor of the building, a man was seen reading a report in front of him with a furrowed brow.

From the uniform he wore, the man was a high-ranking military officer. And the area he was in was the southern defense of the Alliance island.

"What madness is this? How could the blood race enter the Alliance?"

"Weren't all those entering and leaving the portal thoroughly checked?"

The man asked in bewilderment.

Not thinking for long, he looked at the female assistant beside him.

"Recall all troops from outside, immediately!"

"Yes, sir. Right away."

The assistant quickly ran towards the stairs, then dashed to make the announcement in the control room.

The man in the military uniform remained alone in the room, gazing out the window into the distance, his mind filled with questions and analyses known only to him.

The same situation was not only happening at the southern military defense building but also in other areas.

In fact, one of the military officers who received a report about the rebellion in the main city immediately transformed into a dragon and flew straight toward the main city.

It was true that Indonesia would be taken over by the World Market Trade Alliance in a few days, but no one was opposed to it. They were certainly saddened when they first heard the news.

However, the sadness didn't last long because the leaders of the World Market Trade Alliance would continue to manage the island while paying a certain amount of wealth to the main alliance.

Considering the high status of the World Market Trade Alliance, it wasn't a disadvantage to become part of them. They were the ones who would gain more benefits. No other alliance would dare to attack their island.

...

Back in the main city, at the White Building.

"What is the meaning of all this, General Bowo?"

Mr. Arok asked with a sharp tone, standing and looking at General Bowo.

General Bowo was unfazed, ignoring Mr. Arok and remaining seated in his chair.

"Die..."

Before Mr. Arok could finish speaking, he had already vanished from his spot.

General Bowo didn't remain idle. He activated all his purple equipment, and a blood sword appeared in his hand.

Clang...

He slashed the empty air, the sound of collision reverberating.

"Hahaha... Do you think you're so great with that cowardly ability?" General Bowo said mockingly.

On the other side, Mr. Arok revealed himself. He hadn't yet activated his equipment, but in his hand, a sword with a transparent blade appeared.

He looked at General Bowo with slight surprise. Earlier, he had activated one of his void race skills, yet General Bowo had still managed to block it.

"Everyone, this man has become a traitor, kill him!" Mr. Arok shouted to the other leaders.

Even before Mr. Arok ordered them, all of them had already activated their equipment, and their most powerful weapons appeared in their hands.

Mamun, the young man, held an iron bow in his hand. He looked at General Bowo with a gaze full of hostility.

"Hahaha, you little kid, were any of them your friends? Their blood is so fresh," General Bowo sneered at Mamun.

Mamun could no longer hold back. Of course, General Bowo was referring to his friends from military school. He quickly drew his bow and activated his skill.

Rain of Arrows...

Arrows of Death...

The arrow in his hand glowed with a red aura, radiating a clear killing intent.

"Your bow isn't bad... But..."

General Bowo had already dashed forward, appearing beside Mamun and preparing to slash from the side.

"Watch out..."

Clang...

Mr. Arok appeared and attacked directly toward General Bowo. His sword blocked General Bowo's strike.

"Damn it, this fat man," General Bowo cursed. It didn't take long before he saw all the other leaders directing their attacks toward him.

"Sir... Sorry we're late..."

"Attack..."

By now, the military forces had reached the area of the White Building, and a battle was raging inside the room.

"Damn it, you traitor!"

"Traitor... Kill him!"

The other leaders confronted the soldiers entering the room, unleashing their strongest skills.

Argh...

Au...

Boom...

At this moment, one of the leaders activated his skill. His body, originally 1.7 meters tall, began to grow to 2.5 meters, and it kept getting bigger. Not only did he grow taller, but his body also expanded.

Yes, this man was a ruler with a core crystal of the giant race. His body swelled up to three times its original size.

Argh...

The giant crushed all the soldiers nearby. Each of his attacks obliterated the ranks of those powerful soldiers, mercilessly destroying the entire White Building in the process.

All the leaders scattered, while General Bowo tried to distance himself and observe from afar.

"Don't run..."

Mr. Arok never took his eyes off General Bowo, even amid the chaos.

Void Slash...

Mr. Arok slashed forward with tremendous force. Nothing happened; not even the slightest breeze stirred.

Mr. Arok slashed forward with tremendous force. Nothing happened--not even the slightest breeze stirred.

"Damn, this fat man is really annoying..."

Blood Shadow

Immediately, General Bowo's body split into a human-shaped figure, but the entire form was made of fresh blood.

It didn't last long before the blood figure shattered and sprayed in all directions.

"Mr. Arok, your Void Slash becomes more terrifying with each passing day," said a bald official, holding a golden spear in his hand.

"Hahaha... that arrogant brat even sacrificed his blood shadow," Mr. Arok replied casually.

The two of them continued moving, chasing after General Bowo, who was running away.