The entire inner world of mind turned into a boundless ocean. On a reef that could barely stand, Geron lay on the ground and rolled in pain.

The little whale was immersed in the sea water, circling around the reefs, making waves of wailing sounds, crying and complaining. However, although her screams were miserable and terrifying, after her body was immersed in the sea water, the body, which was originally the size of a palm, suddenly grew a lot. At this time, it was already as big as a carriage, and it seemed to be growing.

The beautiful fluorescence emitted by the little whale's azure blue body was much stronger, and she felt a vibrant feeling. So her wailing sounds were obviously not for herself, but for her "mother", which was made by Goron.

It seems that Ge Long forced the property of the inner world of the mind, and finally achieved his goal and successfully nourished the little whale's soul. However, no one can tell whether this effort is worth it.

After doing what he wanted to do, Ge Long could no longer maintain it. He felt a sharp pain in his head, his eyes blurred, and he had already withdrawn from the inner scene of his heart.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?"

An anxious female voice rang in Goron's ears. The little ogre barely opened her eyes, but her vision was blurred. He couldn't even tell who the woman around him was.

Ge Long felt that he had a split headache, and his whole body's nerves and muscles seemed to be pushed to the limit by some force, and could burst at any time. However, the bad things were not over. Ge Long was depressed to find that he had lost his realm now. He was about to reach the peak of the War King, but at this time he actually retreated to the early stage of the fourth stage, not even the War King. This really made the little ogre depressed. He was still trying to make a breakthrough, but not only did not improve his strength at all, but instead retreated to such a level. Moreover, this was just a regression of the shaman's war position. Ge Long had no time to check whether the magical powers in the other world had been affected, but it was not too good.

Despite this, Ge Long's heart was still filled with ecstasy. After all, a relative who had thought he had lost returned to him again. What else could be more comforting and joyful than this?

The totem pole inserted around him constantly emits fluctuations of shamanic power, nourishing the broken body of the little ogre. Although Goron has turned against the god who chose him as the god's favor, for some reason, his shamanic magic not only has not been adversely affected, but instead seems to have escaped from shackles. His divine power is growing every moment, and he also awakens new shamanic magic from time to time.

After resting for a while, Geron finally recovered. He opened his eyes again and the world in front of him had become clear. He looked at the woman in front of him, his aunt Michelle. The Xiuwen clan was full of anxiety and regret. It was not until she found that Geron seemed to be in better condition that she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"What's going on? Have you been attacked? How could you be so injured?"

Golong forced a smile and replied: "It's nothing. Some physical problems just happened, and now they have been solved."

"Solved? But yours..."

Ge Long raised his index finger and placed it on his lips, and glanced at the corner of his eyes to the side. There were not only the Black Hand Blood Flag Warriors coming over, but also the family members hiding in the distance and watching secretly.

Not to mention those Xiu Wen, even the Black Hand Blood Flag Corps warriors of Geron, except for the direct ogres, other sub-ethnic races cannot be fully trusted.

Michelle immediately understood what Goron meant. In fact, she was also concerned about it. If Goron hadn't lost her inadequate injury, she wouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.

It’s a pity that it was still a bit late. Ge Long didn’t expect that this would happen in advance and did not deliberately avoid others. Now, even if others can’t see his state regressing for a while, they already know that he was injured. Ge Long is already the pillar of the Xiu Wen family and the Black Hand Blood Flag Legion. If such a thing happens at this critical moment, it will inevitably hit morale.

Seeing those gazes containing suspicion and anxiety, Goron and Michel looked at each other, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

At this moment, an old servant suddenly ran over, stood in front of Michelle, and said breathlessly: "Clan...Clan leader, yes, there are guests here..."

Michelle frowned and her face suddenly became gloomy.

Since the pillar of the Xiuwen family, Earl Amanda, was arrested and imprisoned, the Xiuwen family has only one kind of guests coming to the door, that is, the "bad guests" who come to find fault or blackmail.

The White family's experience in Mandra Castle has gradually spread. A group of Goblin mercenaries with unknown origins and several hilly monsters were hired by the Hughwen family and entered Mandra Castle. In a flash, the White family's powerful private corps were wiped out, leaving no body behind.

The White family has been negotiating with the Hugwen family for the past two days, wanting to redeem their son, the family's future heir. However, the Hugwen family, which was originally timid and unable to raise their heads in front of the lower nobles, was surprisingly tough this time and did not give the White family any face. In addition to letting them know that the young master Robin had not yet died, he directly refused any conversation, which made the White family's patriarch furious, but was at a loss.

Who said that this is the White family bringing armed forces into the territory of other nobles without permission? According to the imperial law, the Huwen family has the right to deal with illegal invaders by any means. As long as Emperor Durothal did not formally deprive the Huwen family of aristocratic status, he will still be protected by the imperial law. After all, some things are secretly done without anyone to take care of, but if they are promoted with great fanfare, it would be a completely different matter.

With the White family as a role model, the nobles with ill-thinking plots have begun to restrain themselves and dare not act as recklessly as before. Recently, some families have sent people to Mandra Castle to tempt and reconnaissance. The so-called "messengers" were driven away by Michel. Anyway, the entire Montenegro aristocratic circle is waiting to divide the cake of the Xuwen family, so Michel doesn't have to worry about offending anyone else.

Seeing Michelle looking murderous intent and ready to find someone to vent his anger, the old servant hesitated for a moment and finally plucked up the courage and said, "Clan leader, the people who came back this time seem to be a little different. That person seems to be unhonest, and he asked to see Young Master Goria."

"Want to see you..." Michelle turned his head in confusion and looked at his nephew. Although in the eyes of those well-informed families, the adopted son of the mysterious Huwen family, the emerald dragon Isera and the dragon rider coach Retussus, a peerless young man who looks very similar to the Earl of Amanda, the return of Goria Huwen is no longer a secret, but everyone seemed to have chosen to ignore this special child intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that only in this way could they not think about the bad consequences that might bring to the enemy of the dragon rider coach Retussus, although some people have repeatedly assured them that the same would be possible for that person to come back.

Ge Long was also very curious. The noble he knew in the imperial capital could count it with just a slap, and he didn't know who would be looking for him this time.

The aunt and nephew walked into the living room with doubts in their hearts. The next moment, Ge Long smiled. This smile would only be revealed when he saw his real relatives or friends. Because the visitor was not someone else, he was his former "supporter", his current comrades-in-arms and friends.

Sword Saint...Alex.

Seeing "Golia Huwen" appearing in front of him as a beautiful boy, a complex look of love, longing, regret, and a little pain flashed in Alex's eyes, followed by a heartfelt respect and firmness.

The Sword Saint, who is no longer young, smiled at each other, and then turned to Michelle and said, "Dear Master, my name is Alex, Alex Ford. This time, as the representative of the Ford family, I would like to extend my highest greetings to you, hoping that the two families can establish a closer relationship."

"Ford family? Could it be that you belong to that Marquis Matt Ford..."

"Marquis Ford is his father, I am his seventh son, Alex Ford."

"The Seventh Son? But your age? Oh, please forgive my offense. But I had the honor of seeing the eldest son of Marquis Ford, but his age seems to be younger than you." No wonder Michelle was confused. Alex had lived and fought in the space of the chaotic space of the Sharoman Snake for many years. Now he looks like a mature man. At this time, he claims to be the seventh son of Marquis Ford, which is indeed a bit unreasonable.

Before Alex could figure out how to explain this problem, Goron had already said, "Don't doubt it, he is Alex. I can guarantee that, on the contrary, how did you explain to your family and let them admit you?"

When Goron put on makeup and entered Montenegro, Alex proposed to go home and see him. Now he claims to be on behalf of the family, and his identity has been recognized by the family.

But Alex, who was asked by Goron, showed a hint of self-deprecating, a little lonely and sad smile on his face. He replied: "Miss Goria, it sounds a bit funny. In fact, I am a not very popular person in the family, otherwise I would not have left the family and formed a group with some friends to be an adventurer. I will go home this time... Forget it, there is nothing to say."

Needless to say, you can basically guess this kind of thing. Goron also sighed. He really couldn't understand why these humans regarded their families as enemies.

"Then you come this time..."

"Captain Michelle, don't worry about what I am saying to me. Although some people in the family don't want to see a living me, their ghost minds cannot cause any storm in the face of real strength. Although it is not worth boasting, I am now a 'Sword Saint'. To put it bluntly, the Ford family, even my father, cannot go against my will."

"Sword...Sword Saint... Are you... Are you a powerful person in the Holy Realm?"
Chapter completed!