The Supreme God of Martial Arts

As the ruler of a space sea, Armstrong was naturally a smart man. He instantly knew that something was wrong when he heard

what the white-robed man said.

He narrowed his eyes at him, looking him up and down quizzically.

The white-robed man locked eyes with him, and burst into laughter.

"lI don't want to keep you in the dark any longer. My friend, Armstrong.

Do you know why | befriended you and spent so much ttraveling around with you?

Here comes the honesty. It's because you toldyou knew two members of the reincarnation race and that you got on well with

them.

| lured you here.

| tricked you and persuaded you into contacting your friends of the reincarnation race to ask them to cto your aid.

They are my true targets, the ones I've had my sights set on for so long!"

the man in white robes revealed with a smug grin stretched across his face.

By now, Austin and his companions had already entered the Heavenly Fire Land and were being stalked by creatures of darkness,

unbeknownst to them.

Once the man in the white robes had received word of their arrival, he dropped his act and revealed all to Armstrong.

"You... You... You cup toon purpose! This was all part of your plan?

What's the meaning of all this?

What have they done to you to warrant all this?

Why did you go through all this trouble to get them here? What on earth do you want from them?" Armstrong snapped, pointing at

the white-robed man threateningly.

The man's words had shocked and enraged him.

"Ha-ha! Calm down.

Patience. | will tell you everything, all in good time," the man in white robes answered.

He looked calm and totally unfazed.

"I'm working with the darkness race.

| have their support behindnow.

The mission I've been given is to wander around the Absolute Space Sea and acquaint myself with the members of the

reincarnation race, or any creatures related to them.

Once | earn their trust, | lure them to dangerous places, such as this.

| then inform the creatures of darkness and they hunt down those of the reincarnation race | have lured into my trap.

I'm sure you understand what I'm saying.

| work for the creatures of darkness.

So really it's notthat's after your friends; it's them,"

the white-robed man explained casually.

"How dare you lie tolike that? You slimy bastard!"

His words had caused Armstrong to shake from the rage building within him.

"Ha-ha! Relax.

Just do as | say and all will be well.

The reincarnation race has declined, clinging to scraps for too long now.

The tof the darkness race has come.

Sof the reincarnation race's survivors want to rebuild the road of reincarnation and let their race rise once more. That's not

going to happen.

Think about it; even when the reincarnation race was at its peak, they were still no match for the darkness race.

And now, there's only a measly few of them left. Do you honestly think they can defeat the darkness race?

If you stay in touch with the remaining survivors of the reincarnation race, you may anger the creatures of darkness, and the

consequences for that will be very serious. Possibly even deadly.

| advise you to cut ties with those two survivors you call your friends as soon as possible. They will do you no good now.

You'd do better to just help the creatures of darkness deal with them.

Do that, and | will recommend you to the superior of the darkness race and he may spare you and welcyou in.

Then you and | can stay good friends. We could be a good team, go around together looking for survivors of that pesky race and

tell the creatures of darkness of their whereabouts.

We'll have the support of the darkness race.

No one will have the nerve to pick on us when they see that,"

the man in the white robes said, trying to turn Armstrong to his side with his little speech.

"You son of a bitch! You makesick.

| will never ever turn my back on them.

| don't care who they are or where they're from.

| know that they're my friends; that's all that matters.

When they heard | was in trouble, they didn't hesitate for even a moment to cand save me. They didn't even think about the

danger they might have to face; they just sprung to action.

How could | betray them when they treatlike this?

| may not be a hero, but I'm not the type to turn on those good toeither.

But you... you've been foolingall this time. Prepare to die, you bastard,"

Armstrong roared.

In a fit of rage,

he swung a vicious punch out at the man in white robes.

A massive fist shadow appeared,

crashing towards the white-robed man.

The man was taken aback for a second. He had not expected this. But then, he burst into mad laughter.

"You want to takeon using all your might? I'm sorry, but | don't want to risk my life fighting an idiot like you,"

he said with a sly smile.

He used his bodily movement skill

and swiftly retreated back a few steps.

Armstrong was about to chase him down

when more than ten figures shrouded in a thick black fog appeared out of thin air.

They darted at him without a word or cry.

"It's the darkness race!"

Armstrong narrowed his eyes warily at the sight of these mysterious men.

He had been exploring the Absolute Space Sea for a long tand had heard a lot about the darkness race on his travels.

He knew they were difficult to deal with; that was clear.

Each creature of darkness coming at him released a tremendous dark energy, and he could tell by this that they were governing

gods.

'l stand no chance against them,"

Armstrong thought to himself after weighing their strength against his.

He didn't take a second longer to consider his options and turned around, ready to flee.

"Ha-ha! Where are you running to, my old friend?

Didn't you hear what | just said?

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