Chapter 4 Global Impact

• Bam!
• "What's going on? Look into it right away and get the details.
• "Why are all the top masters from the Dragon Hall assembling in Celestine? Discover the cause for me at once."
• In Trevinia.
• Ezekiel Hayes, the foremost war god of Trenivia, yelled furiously, his complexion ashen. His gaze was locked onto the electronic screen before him, which displayed thousands of formidable Dragon Hall members advancing toward Celestine.
• His face was deathly pale.
• He clutched the table firmly, his body quivering slightly. It appeared that if he released his grip, he might collapse.
• "Mr. Hayes, we are presently unable to determine the reason, but we have found that the Dragon Hall members are heading to Flison City, Celestine."
• Upon hearing this, Ezekiel's body shook violently.
• He spun around abruptly, shouting, "Is this information correct? A small city like Flison City in Celestine isn't even considered a third-tier city. It barely meets the criteria. Why would the Dragon Hall members go there?"
• He forced himself to stand to avoid collapsing.
• The Dragon Hall was incredibly formidable, so much so that even the top war god of Trevinia felt a twinge of fear.
• "Dispatch my orders. Do not hinder any members of the Dragon Hall from entering the Trevinia. Allow them to move freely, and supply them with any resources they require if necessary."
• Ezekiel commanded, his expression serious.
• Three years prior, the clash between Trevinia and the Dragon Hall nearly resulted in the annihilation of Trevinia's high-ranking officials, leaving a lasting shadow in his heart.
• He smiled bitterly, sensing the growing unease in his heart.
• The experts from the Dragon Hall were racing frantically toward Celestine.
• This night was fated to be remarkable.
• Tonight, countless people were destined to stay awake until dawn.
• They vigilantly monitored the movements of the formidable Dragon Hall members, knowing their immense power could upheave the world order entirely.
• With the Dragon Hall in motion, how could they possibly rest easy?
• Top masters from around the world raced toward Flison City, Celestine at breakneck speed.
• Meanwhile, at Corvalon, Atlantis.
• The chief executive, sweating profusely, swiftly organised the quickest yachts and planes to transport the Dragon Hall members back to Celestine.
• At Valanthea, Nirvana.
• The seven-star General placed a call and commanded that no one impede the movement of the Dragon Hall members within the country.
• In Neverland, the leader of Neverland's foremost family, nearly exhausted, promptly deployed all elite members to escort the Dragon Hall members to Celestine, ensuring their safe passage without incident.
• This was no laughing matter—it was the Dragon Hall, after all.
• At such a crucial juncture, any trouble on their own territory could turn their land into a river of blood.
• This night was destined to keep countless people awake.
• It was destined to be etched in history, remembered by the powerful and elite of every country.
• Meanwhile, at Celestine.
• While all attention was fixed on the top masters of the Dragon Hall, Celestine's Chief Executive, Theodore Jenning, received the most precise intelligence.
• "The young mistresses of the Dragon Hall met with unexpected adversity, sustaining severe injuries. The Dragon Hall's leader, Ronan, was consumed by rage, his mind damaged, and he fell into a coma."
• Boom!
• As the news circulated, Theodore felt as though he'd been struck by lightning, staggering back repeatedly, his body swaying as if on the verge of collapse.
• His once resolute countenance, sharp as a blade, now paled like snow.
• "The ... world is really falling apart," he murmured, gazing toward Flison City.
• Thirty minutes later, news of the severe injury to the Dragon Hall's young mistresses and Ronan falling into a coma spread among the global elite.
• In an instant, the entire world was shocked.
• Everyone clenched their fists in anger, their hearts boiling with fury.
• They seethed with anger, thinking how foolish it was for anyone to dare lay hands on Ronan's children.
• In the past, the leader of the Four Great Forces nearly killed Ronan's brothers.
• The aftermath saw Ronan leading the Four Great Forces in a powerful retaliation. In a single stroke, the leader of the Four Great Forces witnessed rivers of blood and corpses strewn across the land.
• From that day forth, only three of the Great Forces remained.
• From that day on, everyone knew the name Ronan Crest. They also knew that in this world, there was a man named Ronan Crest who was not to be provoked.
• "If harming his brothers led to such consequences, now someone dares to harm his children. With such a colossal vendetta, what storm will Ronan unleash next?"
• Theodore murmured softly, gazing towards the direction of Flison City.
• "Arrange for a plane at once. I must go to Flison City myself!"