Antarctica, a land of extreme cold, seems unaffected by the passage of time, always bathed in daylight and surrounded by endless ice and snow.
Only the ceaseless howling of the wind and snow reflects the passage of time.
Time slipped away with this seemingly insignificant change, and more than ten hours passed in a flash.
A black and white penguin waddled across the snow, followed by another penguin a head shorter than it.
Two penguins stopped in front of a tree branch stuck in the snow, tilting their heads and quacking as if filled with curiosity about something they had never seen before.
"Gah..."
One of the penguins pecked at the branch with its beak, and the branch, which was already teetering on the brink of collapse under the ravages of wind and snow, was quickly knocked down onto the snow.
The other penguin, seeing the branch fall, stomped its feet in frustration and, seeing the culprit beside it, slapped it with its wing.
"Gah!"
The penguin that was hit was clearly not satisfied and stretched out its wing to slap the other penguin back.
The two penguins stared at each other and immediately began a fierce slapping match, eventually even pecking at each other with their beaks.
Just as they were fighting fiercely, the pale snow suddenly began to tremble slightly.
The two penguins immediately stopped fighting, and one of them even stumbled and fell in the snow.
"Gah?"
The penguin tilted its head back and looked around, but saw nothing, so it tilted its head to the side.
suddenly.
Bang--!
"Gah!"
The snow where the two penguins were standing suddenly exploded, and a huge fire dragon burst out of the ground, flapping its enormous wings and soaring into the sky.
The two poor penguins were thrown dozens of meters away.
"Roar--!!!"
Chi Jiu roared to the sky, the heat emanating from him causing the cold Antarctica air to distort.
"Charge!!!"
Ye Ciqing stood on the dragon's head, holding its horns and pointing ahead.
Behind Chi Jiu sat a group of members of the Light God Society.
Chi Jiu resembled a giant passenger plane, carrying all members of the Light God Society towards their destination.
The wind howled incessantly past my ears.
Hela lay on Chi Jiu's back, looking left and right.
"What's wrong?" Ye Yiqing, who was sitting next to him, asked.
"Aren't our two groups going in opposite directions? Why are we setting off together?"
Ye Yiqing smiled faintly, "That's true, but we still need to support [Four Seasons], so I'll have to make a couple more trips."
"Oh." Hela nodded, while Ye Yiqing continued,
"We've already notified them in [Four Seasons]. All four of them are currently in the United States, so we can just go there to find them."
Hela nodded again, then, as if remembering something, said, "I remember I killed [Autumn], has he been resurrected?"
"They've been resurrected."
"It's just that her personality is quite different from before," Ye Yiqing paused, then added.
How did you know?
Hela was somewhat puzzled, after all, logically speaking, Ye Yiqing should never have seen [Four Seasons].
"The Lord spoke to my mother about it, and then my mother mentioned it to me while we were chatting."
"Oh." Hela turned her head back, her eyes devoid of emotion as she watched the clouds passing by.
The sound of leather shoes clapping echoed in the dimly lit corridor.
Wang Canxin, dressed in a black suit, kept his eyes fixed on the front, his steps unhurried.
He glanced at the watch on his right hand and finally walked to a large door.
Wang Canxin closed his eyes slightly and let out a long breath...
Finally, as if making a decision, he used his only remaining right hand to support the door and slowly pushed it open.
As the door opened, four sharp gazes immediately locked onto Wang Canxin.
The supreme leaders of the Night Star from the four nations sat solemnly in their respective positions, like towering mountains, their imposing aura filling the entire space.
Who are you?
The United States Night Star Commander, seated in the very center, spoke slowly in an extremely deep and authoritative voice.
"Wang Canxin, the current commander-in-chief of the Great Summer Night Stars."
After Wang Canxin finished his self-introduction with neither arrogance nor servility, he walked towards his seat.
Upon seeing this, the United States commander frowned slightly.
Commander-in-Chief of Atan, Commander Qiao, gave a cold laugh.
"It seems your Great Xia is truly weak and impoverished. How could such a weak person become the Commander-in-Chief?"
Faced with the other party's mockery, Wang Canxin simply sat calmly in his seat and spoke softly to the crowd.
"Now that everyone has arrived, I hereby declare this meeting officially open."
In an instant, four powerful auras pressed down on Wang Canxin, causing him to bend over.
"A mere ' High Rank ' cultivator dares to be so arrogant!"
The United States Commander-in-Chief stood up and roared, his powerful aura surging out like a tidal wave.
Blood flowed from the corner of Wang Canxin's mouth, but instead of being afraid, he slowly curled the corners of his mouth up.
"Could it be that the highest levels of the Night Star... only know how to use violence?"
"No wonder we're encountering this kind of thing nowadays."
"You...!!!"
The United States commander-in-chief was furious and about to lash out when a somewhat languid Japan voice came through.
"Alright, alright~ Let's get down to business in the meeting..."
The only woman present, the Japan president, casually waved her hand and began to smooth things over.
Seeing this, the United States commander did not press the matter further and sat back down in an annoyed manner.
As the surrounding green light illuminated, the smiling image of the [Satellite] appeared in the center of the crowd.
Welcome everyone to this meeting. ᵔ◡ᵔ
"The sole purpose of this meeting is to address the current low public opinion surrounding the Night Star."
Please take turns offering your opinions.
The United States Commander-in-Chief was the first to raise his hand, "Let me hear my opinion first."
"Alright, then Commander Te, please give your opinion first." [Satellite] agreed.
The United States. Commander-in-Chief cleared his throat.
"Ultimately, the core reason for this incident is the loss of two Human Limit, leading the public to believe that we Night Star have made poor personnel decisions."
"The solution is simple: spread some false information, telling the public that the deaths were caused by the [Godslaying] Squad disobeying orders and acting without authorization."
"Then we'll stage a major Disaster ourselves, and our Commander-in-Chief will personally handle Disaster. That way, the vast majority of people will regain their faith in us, the Night Star."
"As for those who know too much, just kill them in secret."
"These are my proposals."
After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone.
"I agree with Te Chuan's plan."
The elderly commander of Atan Country slowly raised his aged hand, his voice hoarse.
I have no objection either.
The Japan commander-in-chief nonchalantly raised his hand, while toying with a sharp butterfly knife in his other hand.