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"Hello, Mr. Lee!" Nash greeted with a smile.

"Hi, Mr. Lee!" Leigh, Henderson, and their families all greeted Oliver warmly. He responded with a nod and a gentle smile.

Lumi and Euria stood straight and gave a formal military salute.

"And you two are...?" Oliver looked at the twins in surprise. Their salute indicated that they were from the military or an official agency. However, instead of addressing him as a senior officer, which would be customary given his many medals, they simply saluted him. This suggested that they might hold positions similar to his own, a remarkable feat for such young military leaders. It likely implied that they were part of some internal power structure.

Euria smiled slightly and said, "We're from the Celestial Dragon Squadron."

Leigh and Henderson shivered involuntarily at the name. Despite knowing Nash for so long, they were unaware of his connection to this prestigious unit. They were uncertain about Nash's specific role within the squadron.

Hearing this, a realization dawned upon Oliver. A look of gratification came over him as he turned to Nash and said, "Good, very good. You're truly worthy of being his descendant!" Oliver figured that Nash was likely the commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron. Nash responded with a slight smile and made a polite gesture, "After you, Mr. Lee."

"No, you first, please!" Oliver returned. If Nash truly was the commander, that would make him higher ranked than he was. Because of this, Oliver found it inappropriate to walk ahead of Nash.

"Come on, Mr. Lee. There's no need for such formality with me," Nash said, half laughing. He then shot Lumi a reproachful look. Why reveal that they were from the Celestial Dragon Squadron so unnecessarily? It made them seem overly showy. Lumi stuck out her tongue and looked down, avoiding Nash's gaze. Suddenly...

Nash's brows furrowed as he said with urgency, "Everyone, board the plane now. Don't wait for me and head straight to Antaria!"

Regulus and Bertram exchanged glances, then leaped into the air toward the plane. "Euria, Lumi, Eric, ensure their safety!" Nash called out. He then transformed into a streak of light that shot toward the sky.

Eric, who had just jumped, had to pull back his energy abruptly. He almost strained his back in the process.

The air traffic control staff watched in disbelief, their jaws dropping. "What...?" They were stunned. Even martial arts masters were not capable of such feats, were they?

On a hill two kilometers from the airport, four figures materialized from a mist: They were dressed in ninja attire, their faces masked. There was a ten-meter-tall humanoid shadow looming them. .

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Nash, Bertram, and Regulus landed about five meters away from the quartet. Nash squinted at the massive shadow and asked, "Is this your deity?"

The leader of the ninjas replied somewhat awkwardly in the Drakonian language, "It is an honor for you to die at the hands of the Crow Deity!"

As he spoke, the black mist slowly

revealed its true form. It was a red-faced figure dressed in traditional Nihon medium attire with a large nose and a pair of wings. It was wielding a staff and wearing taff, single-toothed sandals.

"Have you guys seen anything like this before?" Nash turned to Bertram and Regulus.

Bertram responded gravely, "I've never seen it, but the Young family has researched it. Nihon deities are said to be created from spirits or demons that have been cultivated into a powerful force." Eager to test himself, Regulus said, "Let me try it out."

Bertram gave him a cold look. "You won't succeed. Let Nash take care of this."

Seeing their eagerness, Nash suppressed his impulse to compete with them for the chance to fight. Even if they destroyed this deity, the Girauds would likely send even more powerful ones. "What? Are they all eager to rush to their deaths?" the ninja leader muttered in disbelief, observing their confident demeanor.

"Idiots, kill them!"

Drawing their swords, the ninjas charged toward the trio.

Regulus' figure flickered. He was

fast and fierce like a tiger as he landed a punch on the chest of one ninja. The ninja turned into black mist, then reappeared behind him, swinging his sword toward Regulus' head. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Oh? You're at the peak of the Divine Ninja Realm?"