“Is there no one better in Starfire Alliance?” Philip questioned Commander Graham mockingly. Commander Graham’s face turned grim as she gritted her teeth and shouted angrily, “Tear his mouth apart!” At Philip’s insult, the three people on the stage were furious. They scattered apart and charged at Philip from different directions, shouting curses. Philip took a sudden step forward, raised his hand, turned around, and raised his hand again. The three fell to the ground with a crash and could not get up again. Everyone was dumbfounded. How strong was Philip Clarke? He could instantly knock down three six-star powerhouses at such lightning speed. Not to mention the normal spectators, even Commander Graham did not see his movements clearly. Contrary to Commander Graham gnashing her teeth, the person sent by Elder Whitmore smiled as if they had found a treasure. If he could be used by Montana Alliance, they might be able to compete with the Starfire Alliance. After the thr
The messenger who came with him stepped forward and smiled flatteringly, wanting to take the special medicine from Philip as he spoke. “Take me to Elder Whitmore.” Philip simply turned around and left. The people of Montana Alliance looked at each other. Was this person not here to help them grab the special medicine? Why did he take it with him? The man took Philip back to Montana Alliance. In the meeting room, Elder Whitmore could not hide his smile when he heard that Philip had defeated those people of Starfire Alliance one after another. However, when he heard that Commander Graham had given Philip the special medicine, his smile froze again. Elder Whitmore stood up, took Philip's hand, and said with a smile, “Philip, if you’re interested in this herb, you can take it. If you want to know more about it, the door of Montana Alliance’s medical hall will always be open for you.” While he spoke, Elder Whitmore kept rubbing the back of Philip's hand. Philip felt all cree
“I learned through some channels that a special medicine here can bring people back to life. Your grandfather has been ill for many years, so I had to come here, even if I had to leave my young son. “Also, I have many things I need to do here—for the country, for the human race, and you, my child.” At this point, there was guilt in the image of Philip's mother. “Phil, I’m sorry.” “Mom.” Since Philip could remember, this was the first time his mother apologized to him. “I found the special medicine. It’s in a box under the table. No one can open it except you. I planned to return to Earth after getting everything, but…” His mother wore a difficult expression before she continued, “Phil, before you reach the pseudo realm of the other shore, don’t come into contact with any members of the royal family. I have to go now.” With that said, the image scattered into fluorescent light. Philip was silent for a long while. He calmed his emotions and found the box with the herbs hi
Everyone was dumbfounded, and Philip was shocked. “How scandalous. He abandoned his wife and kid at such a young age.” “I can’t believe that a nice-looking young man like him could behave this way.” “He’s nothing but a wolf in sheep’s clothing.” Amid everyone’s pointing fingers and accusations, Philip's face darkened. He turned around, picked up the girl, and disappeared between the buildings in a flash. Philip stopped in an alley. He looked at the snickering girl and wondered if all the girls in this world were so wicked. “Tell me what you want,” Philip said in exasperation. “Elder Whitmore was afraid you’d get lost, so he asked me to be your tour guide,” the girl said with a smile. ‘Rather than a tour guide, a watchdog seems more like it,’ Philip thought inwardly. Philip sighed and said, “It just happens that I want to see Elder Whitmore. Lead the way.” “Elder Whitmore has gone to attend the Alliance Meeting and won’t be back until tomorrow. I'd better show you ar
Soon, an old man dressed in linen walked out. Except for the communicator on his wrist, he looked like an ancient elder. He slowly walked up to Philip and said smilingly, “It’s been a while since the medical hall received any guests.” With that said, the old man raised his head and opened his eyes under his bushy white eyebrows. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Philip carefully, muttering under his breath, “Oh, very similar, indeed.” Claire imitated the old man and looked at Philip's face but did not notice anything. She asked the old man blankly, “Similar to what?” It was uncomfortable being scrutinized by two people like this. Philip said helplessly, “That will do.” “Ahem, my name is Timo Keppel. You can also call me Old Man Keppel.” The old man returned to his senses and introduced himself to Philip. “My name is—” “His name is Philip Clarke!” Philip was interrupted again by Claire. Seeing that she had not learned her lesson yet, he slapped her on the back of
Claire's eyes lit up, and she turned her focus on this dish. She said, “I’ll have that.” “Pebble grass with mixed vegetables can help in physical growth and development, but…” Before Timo could finish speaking, Claire had already put a spoonful into her mouth and promptly screamed. Timo continued with a smile, “But pebble grass is hotter than chili peppers.” Following that, more than a dozen dishes were introduced, each with its own special effect. Even Philip, whose realm had been stuck in the early stage of a half-step to the other shore, felt as if there was a slight advancement. In the next two days, Philip read all the books in the medical hall and asked Mr. Keppel about some herbal knowledge. The herb he got from Commander Graham the other day was a grade-seven herb to prolong life. This herb mostly grew in obscure places, and herbs were also divided into grades, from grade one through 11. The higher the grade, the rarer it was! Grade ten was also called the holy
After receiving the message, Philip said goodbye to Claire and Timo and quickly left for the meeting room. In Montana Alliance’s meeting room, Elder Whitmore stood at the head of the table, talking to everyone about the battle plan formulated by the ancient dragon royal family. As this meeting was held urgently, Elder Whitmore could only find time to send Philip a message. The territory of the alliance was not big, and Philip and Claire only took five minutes to go from the medical hall to this meeting room. To Philip’s surprise, Claire was able to keep up with 50% of his speed. Although she seemed to be struggling, it was incredible enough. At the entrance of the meeting room, Claire pushed the door open before Philip could. Everyone in the meeting room turned to the two. Everyone’s reaction was different, but Philip was caught off-guard by the greetings calling the Alliance Master. Although some people said it reluctantly, everyone still said it. Claire ignored Philip w
For a god-tier sword practitioner to die of serious injuries, it went to show how ridiculously powerful his enemy must be! That opponent must surely be a god-tier too! “Many forces have been keeping an eye on the sword tomb ever since its inception, and now the sword coercion surrounding it is slowly fading. We must quickly take the lead before it completely dissipates.” “The briefing is over. Let's start the combat assignment.” Elder Whitmore turned off the projection behind him, took a sip of water, and continued, “I, the alliance master, Philip, and Mr. Carter Marsden sent by the royal family will form the first team. We’ll be located in the center of the main troops to conduct the battlefield command. “The second team…” Philip did not pay attention to the details but narrowed his eyes at the man sitting opposite him. He was wearing a tight-fitting silver combat uniform with a metallic luster, looking extraordinary at first glance. His face was quite handsome too. When