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Chapter 994: Chapter 994 Mr. Azure Wind
"Mr. Azure Wind, does Gonzalez City really hold a secret?"
Gonzalez City, within a noisy bar.
An elderly man sat in a private room, surrounded by about a dozen people.
"According to the princess’s intelligence, that’s the case. Elders Victor had previously sent people to investigate and confirmed that this small city indeed has much significance."
The old man wore a black Zhongshan suit and had very short hair.
But it had already turned entirely white.
His beard was completely groomed, making him look very neat.
By his side were a group of men wearing blue suits.
These people varied greatly in age, some were in their thirties or forties, others in their twenties.
But each person had a dragon tattoo on their neck.
The dragon, king of the ocean.
In The North Sea Alliance, children were branded with a dragon on their neck at birth.
It was a symbol of bloodline as well as status.
There was only one dragon, but the number of claws varied.
The men in suits had dragons with varying numbers of claws on their necks, from one to three.
But the old man in the Zhongshan suit had a striking five-clawed gold dragon on his neck!
Five claws in The North Sea were almost tantamount to royalty!
Even Elders Victor had only a six-clawed gold dragon!
That massacre years ago had nearly wiped out the royal family of The North Sea.
The Davenport family survived by less than one in ten, and its core members were collectively slaughtered within the palace.
Only Baylor Davenport miraculously escaped the massacre.
"During that battle at The North Sea, several of our factions united but still couldn’t last more than seven days," the old man’s murky eyes sparkled with a hint of sharpness: "My Johnson family and the Davenport lineage nearly perished!"
"Damnable!"
Someone slammed the table in anger, "The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance has gone too far! Without a word, they slaughtered our royal family of The North Sea!"
"My uncle died in battle at Ivory Bay, his remains gone without a trace! I will surely avenge this!"
"Now, The North Sea is barren, remember how prosperous it once was! The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance destroyed us, and the holy ruler is nothing but a demon! Fortunately, karma doesn’t lie; four years ago, he met with betrayal and vanished without a trace."
The people of The North Sea were filled with righteous indignation.
That war directly led to their families being destroyed.
But no one mentioned that the reason for the conflict was because The North Sea Alliance became overly aggressive, even once mobilizing troops to attack Demarco Mount.
The biggest faction of that generation in The North Sea was Ivory Bay, where Everton Davenport’s father, Baylor Davenport, belonged.
After hundreds of years of development, The North Sea had become unwieldy.
In this land inaccessible to ordinary citizens, Baylor Davenport, along with several kings of The North Sea, led their troops directly to Demarco Mount.
Marching a thousand kilometers, they finally reached the inner gates of Demarco Mount.
Beyond that lay the core region of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
Wealth, secrets, countless treasures, and the staff of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance were all hidden there.
At that time, Julius Reed was not at Demarco Mount, and with insiders within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance bought off by Baylor Davenport, The North Sea people almost swept through unchallenged.
Until they encountered the fiery Ian Jorden.
After that battle, bones were left dry.
The entire inner hall was a river of blood, corpses even blocked the gates.
At the last moment, it was Eliezer Pine, the chief maid of Julius Reed, who, with the Token, rushed to the Demarco Mount main camp to summon the Wolf Cavalry!
The Sealing Dragon Platform also lit up one after another as forces rushed to the rescue.
Seeing that he was about to breach the inner hall, Baylor Davenport could only return with resentment!
Half a month later, Julius Reed personally held a funeral for Ian Jorden at Demarco Mount.
After slaying more than a dozen traitors bought by The North Sea in front of Ian Jorden’s spirit, he led the Wolf Cavalry’s elite combat unit thousands of miles to attack The North Sea.
When they set off, no one carried a drop of water or a bite of food!
The warhorses were almost fed on the blood of The North Sea Alliance, breaking through defenses and storming into Ivory Bay.
In that battle, including Baylor Davenport, five grandmasters of The North Sea perished.
Even today, their skulls are still hung at the former royal court of Ivory Bay.
All eight major factions were wiped out, even the seawater turned blood red.
Remembering the past, tears glistened in the old man’s eyes.
"I actually hope he is not dead!"
He took a deep breath, looking at everyone in front of him, "Back then, I hid in the ice cellar, watching my relatives fall one by one, hating that I could not take revenge!"
While speaking, the old man clenched his fists, and his aura burst forth in an instant!
He was Windy Johnson, originally the Prince of the North Sea from the Johnson family.
Having narrowly escaped death that day, Windy Johnson visited renowned figures around the world and finally stepped into the realm of a grandmaster!
Originally, he bore a seven-clawed golden dragon on his neck, second only to the eight-clawed golden dragon worn by the direct descendants of the Davenport royal family.
But after the Johnson family was overthrown, most of the remaining orphans of the North Sea went to Baylor Davenport.
Windy Johnson voluntarily cut off two claws and was willing to serve Baylor Davenport.
He became one of the new Four Gentlemen of the North Sea League.
Thus, the people of the North Sea called him Mr. Azure Wind.
"Mr. Azure Wind, now that you are a grandmaster, even renowned in the heavenly ranks! If the holy master is not dead, you can slay him!"
Someone exclaimed.
"The princess says, the holy master of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance might not be dead. Our staying in Gonzalez City is first for revenge. Secondly, to completely overthrow the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance and take control! Fulfilling the dying wish of Everton Davenport."
Although Windy Johnson was only sixty years old, he looked incredibly aged.
Over the years, he saw nightmares every time he closed his eyes!
If not for Julius Reed, he would now be the sovereign of the Johnson family.
Enjoying all the glory.
But now...
"Not dead?"
Someone exclaimed, "How... how is that possible! The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance is now scattered, if the holy master is not dead..."
"The princess’s message, the holy master might just be in Gonzalez City. Our staying here is not merely for revenge. We want to control the world and restore the North Sea!"
Windy Johnson spoke with excitement in his voice!
The North Sea!
How flourishing it once was!
But now, it is desolate.
The once prosperous Ivory Bay is now overgrown with weeds and in ruins.
The last time he followed Baylor Davenport back to the old land, he couldn’t help but kneel and cry on the ground.
The once beautiful homeland.
The former land.
A nation broken, its rivers shattered.
Yet no one from the North Sea reflected on whether they would be living peacefully if Everton Davenport had not attacked Demarco Mount.
The North Sea longs for battle!
Longs for revenge!
"Then when do we act!"
Someone said through clenched teeth, "I want to eat his flesh alive!"
"Everything, wait for Elders Victor’s arrangement. Young master has already placed several spies; you must not act rashly. Though Gonzalez City is small, several factions have infiltrated it, and we must be cautious."
Although Windy Johnson could hardly contain his vengeful heart, he still forced himself to restrain it.
He wanted the holy master to watch with his own eyes as the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance was overturned, and the people of the North Sea stand in the inner sanctum they had never entered before.
They wanted to hang the head of the holy master at the largest port of the North Sea!
Ivory Bay!
Displayed before countless lost souls!
Bang!
But just then.
The door to the room was kicked open.
"Who!"
The people of the North Sea looked toward the doorway warily.
"Who is Windy Johnson?"
The newcomer was an old man, an immortal presence about him, clad in a white robe.
He did not answer the question of the people of the North Sea, but instead looked around and said indifferently, "I have come to kill Windy Johnson. Those not involved, get out!"
