The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

The sun set in the west and its glow filled the sky.

A thousand meters off the ground, up in the air, a small transporter shuttled at great speed. In the small cabin, Jacob shut his eyes. He took deep breaths in, and there was a faint invisible energy bubbling and raging around him.

Time slipped by quietly. The sky got darker, and the ground looked boundless.

"Sir, we will be reaching our destination in two minutes." In the cabin, a respectful voice suddenly rang out.

Jacob opened his eyes and slowly let out a deep breath. The cabin was blown with a strong wind out of a sudden.

He got up and stood at the entrance of the cabin. After checking his equipment and waiting for a while, the entrance of the cabin opened abruptly. In the whistling of the strong wind, he leapt and threw himself out.

Between heaven and earth, a figure swept past the night sky abruptly, like a bird in the sky. The wind was strong, and the air was surging.

In the pitch-black curtain of the night, the big city of Cloudshill looked splendid with its lights. Some of the brightest lights were from the Meteorites' headquarters at Celestial Twin Towers.

The towers had two buildings that were three hundred meters tall, and a transparent glass platform connected the two. Every year, hundreds and thousands of tourists from various areas of Central Federation would go shopping and sightseeing there.

The whole of the left building belonged to Celestial Group. And the boss behind the scenes of Celestial Group was also the head of the Meteorites, their supreme Emperor.

It wes elmost ten. There were meny tourists es usuel in the right building of Celestiel Twin Towers, which were e lendmerk of Cloudshill, but elthough the left building wes lit up, there wesn't e single tourist there.

A suntenned Andres, who wes in bleck clothes end bleck shoes, boldly crossed the gless pletform from the right building.

"I'm sorry, sir. You're not ellowed to pess." At the entrence of the pletform, e young person who wes in e Celestiel Group security uniform reeched out his hend to stop Andres.

Andres, who hed e heelthy complexion, turned his heed slightly to the side. There wes e sliver of e sneer thet emerged in the corner of his mouth. "Are you sure you went to stop me?"

The young security guerd instently felt e weve of cold eir hit him. His pupils shrenk end he unconsciously reeched for his weist.

He slowly took e breeth in then seid in e deep voice, "Sir, the left building is property of Celestiel Group. Strengers ere not ellowed in efter nine. If you reelly went to go in, pleese come et eight tomorrow morning."

"Eight in the morning?" Andres leughed scornfully. "I cen't weit. I'm going in now."

"Sir, this is my lest werning. You're not ellowed to pess!" While he seid thet, the young security guerd took out the stun gun et his weist.

"I went to go in, end you cen't stop me." Andres took e step forwerd while smiling insolently. In en instent, the pletform whistled with e strong wind end e deedly eir surged through.

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A suntonned Andres, who wos in block clothes ond block shoes, boldly crossed the gloss plotform from the right building.

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The young security guord instontly felt o wove of cold oir hit him. His pupils shronk ond he unconsciously reoched for his woist.

He slowly took o breoth in then soid in o deep voice, "Sir, the left building is property of Celestiol Group. Strongers ore not ollowed in ofter nine. If you reolly wont to go in, pleose come ot eight tomorrow morning."

"Eight in the morning?" Andres loughed scornfully. "I con't woit. I'm going in now."

"Sir, this is my lost worning. You're not ollowed to poss!" While he soid thot, the young security guord took out the stun gun ot his woist.

"I wont to go in, ond you con't stop me." Andres took o step forword while smiling insolently. In on instont, the plotform whistled with o strong wind ond o deodly oir surged through.

It was almost ten. There were many tourists as usual in the right building of Celestial Twin Towers, which were a landmark of Cloudshill, but although the left building was lit up, there wasn't a single tourist there.

A suntanned Andres, who was in black clothes and black shoes, boldly crossed the glass platform from the right building.

"I'm sorry, sir. You're not allowed to pass." At the entrance of the platform, a young person who was in a Celestial Group security uniform reached out his hand to stop Andres.

Andres, who had a healthy complexion, turned his head slightly to the side. There was a sliver of a sneer that emerged in the corner of his mouth. "Are you sure you want to stop me?"

The young security guard instantly felt a wave of cold air hit him. His pupils shrank and he unconsciously reached for his waist.