Infinite Bloodcore-Chapter 692: Section 479: Entering Anqiu

The night wind blew the Imperial Navy flag of the Holy Bright Empire.

A Golden Level demon energy ship was riding the wind and waves.

This ship was clearly not a standard warship of the Imperial Navy; it had a bulky bow, and its superstructure was located in the center of the deck, resembling a cube of the same length, width, and height.

On the surface of the cube, layers upon layers of Magic Arrays were depicted. Embedded within the Magic Arrays were a plethora of gemstones: fist-sized Blue Gemstone, head-sized diamonds, carriage-sized Yellow Gemstone, and so on.

This was the Treasure Chest.

The Captain of the Treasure Chest was Tan Mo, a Golden Level fighter and a Navy Rear Admiral of the Holy Bright Empire.

At this moment, he was in the superstructure, hands on the helm, focused intently on navigating the ship through the night.

The First Officer approached him, standing at attention as he reported, "Sir, there’s an urgent message from channel three!"

Tan Mo frowned immediately; channel three was significant and usually quite bothersome.

"What’s the matter? It wasn’t long ago that channel three sent me orders; why are they contacting us again?"

Tan Mo handed over the helm to the First Officer: "Man the helm properly, this sea area is not safe, especially at night."

The First Officer hurriedly took the command but rolled his eyes secretly.

Usually, Tan Mo hardly ever came up to the superstructure, preferring to enjoy the service of beauties and all sorts of delicacies and wines in his bedroom.

Seeing Tan Mo like this was extremely rare.

The First Officer knew the reason—it was because of that person who boarded the Treasure Chest before it set sail!

Tan Mo went to the communication room and received the new orders from channel three.

"Another important person is to board my ship?" Tan Mo felt troubled.

The Treasure Chest had already departed from the dock, but according to the method provided by channel three, all Tan Mo needed to do was to supply his exact coordinates.

Of course, Tan Mo’s difficulty was not in providing the coordinates, but in the fact that there was already a person on his ship whom he could not afford to provoke. The arrival of another important person made his head ache.

However, there was no choice, this was channel three!

"Before taking action, I must report to that person. Otherwise, misunderstanding could cause trouble," Tan Mo, feeling apprehensive, entered the Treasure Chest and reported the situation.

The VIP severely reprimanded him, and Tan Mo bowed and scraped as he withdrew with difficulty.

He then hastened back to the deck.

By this time, the Treasure Chest had already slowly stopped in the sea.

Based on the active sea chart, Tan Mo ascertained the current position coordinates of the Treasure Chest. He then ordered his subordinates to use other methods to calculate, and they too obtained a set of coordinate data.

Both sets of coordinate data matched.

Tan Mo then sent this crucial data through the channel three communication line.

About ten minutes later, suddenly above the Treasure Chest, a violent spatial fluctuation appeared.

Within the fluctuation, a blue brilliance emerged.

The brilliance coalesced, forming a circular doorway.

A Golden Level Divine Officer pushed open the doorway, bearing a door-shaped insignia on his chest, and arrived above the Treasure Chest.

Another person followed in behind him.

The latter was tall and burly, carrying a person-high giant shield, wearing thick Holy Armor covering his entire body, his face unseen, but the aura he emitted was unmistakably Holy Domain Level.

"A Golden Level Divine Officer from the secret door sect, and a Holy Domain Level Shield Guard!" Tan Mo’s heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly spoke up in welcome.

Although he was Golden Level, he did not possess the Flying Combat Technique and could only look up.

The secret door bishop and Holy Domain Shield Guard slowly descended until they landed on the deck, officially meeting Tan Mo.

Tan Mo was enthusiastic, the Holy Domain Shield Guard remained silent, while the secret door bishop had an arrogant demeanor.

"Prepare the best room for me; I need to rest!" uttered the secret door bishop.

"Sir, that might be difficult," Tan Mo said as his face showed his difficulty, "You are unaware of the details, but there is already a VIP on my ship!"

"A VIP?" The secret door bishop was incredulous, snorting coldly, "I wonder which legendary personality is aboard your little ship?"

Tan Mo hurriedly said, "Although this person is only Golden Level, but..."

The secret door bishop waved his hand dismissively, interrupting Tan Mo’s words: "Just Golden Level, what kind of VIP is that?"

"Is that so? Say that again?" said a person stepping onto the deck.

The secret door bishop stiffened immediately upon seeing the speaker, then his expression turned to one of panicked fright, "I, I..."

Even the Holy Domain shield guards behind him hastily performed a ritual of respect.

The "important person" indeed was at the Golden Level, but the uniform he wore was black with blood red patterns.

This indicated his identity—he was a member of the Blood Light Sanction Court!

"Lord Tu Ji, what brings you up here? Is there something you need? Please do tell, and I will do my utmost to fulfill it," the majestic Navy Rear Admiral Tan Mo groveled obsequiously like a servant at the moment.

The representative from the Blood Light Sanction Court, Tu Ji, spoke coldly, "You have already wasted too much of my time just to pick up these two people. This time I’m heading to Twin Eyes Island to investigate the trail of the undead. The longer we delay, the more difficult the investigation becomes! If my mission is impeded because of your delay, you will bear the responsibility!"

"Sir, I truly can’t afford to take on that responsibility. I’ll set sail immediately—full speed ahead—to maximize our efforts and save time! I guarantee we’ll reach the target area within seven days!" Tan Mo hurriedly assured.

"You’d best keep your word," Tu Ji said, before flinging his sleeves and returning to the cabin.

Left behind, the secret door bishop glared at Tan Mo with a reproachful look, as if to say: How come there’s a madman from the Blood Light Sanction Court on your ship?! Why didn’t you warn me sooner?

But seeing the bitterness on Tan Mo’s face, the secret door bishop just huffed, "Take us to the cabins. We need to rest."

"Not the deck below—your cabin tower seems nice. Do you have any rooms?"

"Yes, of course. Right this way, honorable sirs," Tan Mo said, bowing and scraping as he led the way.

There was no night in Anqiu.

It was a land of white snow and piercing cold.

The ground was littered with crimson blood and corpses.

Lan Zao was panting heavily, while Xiong Ju and the others were cleaning up the battlefield.

They had been dragged into a fierce fight by accident and had thus entered Anqiu.

This incident took both warring parties by surprise.

However, with reinforcements from the Ice Eagle and the Spring Boxer, the Saber Gang quickly gained the upper hand.

The troublesome forces were the heads of Flower Skirt Island, with three at the Silver Level.

But under Xiong Ju’s main offensive, their formation was disrupted.

The Spring Boxer took the opportunity to unleash his Combat Skill, devastating one of them with a brutal attack.

Xiong Ju executed his Barbaric Charge Combat Skill, followed immediately by a Bear Pounce, killing one of the Silver Levels.

Lan Zao then used alchemy Bullet Cores, in coordination with the Human Race leader, to hold off the third Silver Level.

Thanks to Xiong Ju’s ruthless kills, the Saber Gang managed to break the deadlock and ultimately slew the remaining two Silver Levels, decisively locking down victory.

"So, where exactly is this? And how do we get back?" Lan Zao inquired.

"This is Anqiu," the Spring Boxer replied while also glancing at the Ice Eagle.

The Ice Eagle’s face was pale, "For now, none of you can return."

Although they had won, and successfully entered Anqiu with the ice coffin, the Ice Eagle could not smile at all.

Because at the last moment, the Divine Country had suddenly expanded, an extremely abnormal event.

Especially since the Ice Eagle knew that a traitor had always been hidden among the Saber Gang members.

"This is likely a conspiracy!"

"Perhaps, the fact that we could flee Snowbird Port was the start of the conspiracy."

"The fact that I managed to get Teng Donglang’s complete corpse is highly suspicious."

"Now the key question is, who is the traitor?"

"Is it Xiong Ju? The Human Race leader? This includes Hen Fa... even though the background check on him is clean. But we still can’t fully trust him now!"

Lan Zao continued to ask, urgency etched on his face, "Why can’t we return? How can we get back?"

The Ice Eagle swept a look over his followers, then fixed his gaze on Lan Zao, "How come, do you want to go back and suffer an ambush?"

Lan Zao: "Uh, no, that’s not what I meant."

"Alright, follow my lead from now on," the Ice Eagle commanded, "Maybe this place will bring you a lifetime of unforgettable significant improvements!"

The Ice Eagle dared not let his followers act freely, so the best course of action was to keep them all under his watchful eye.

"Anqiu?" The Human Race leader questioned, excitement tinged his uncertainty, "Did I hear that correctly, Gang Leader sir? Is this the legendary Anqiu?"

For a moment, the rest of the gang members all turned to look at the Ice Eagle.