Mecha Star Wars.

"Who are you?" Garcia was completely unmoved, as if no matter what answer he heard, it would not affect his swing of the sword.

"My name is Miao Ge." Miao Ge answered honestly.

"He is from the Silver Gravel Tribe," Brennan hurriedly explained, "You are the young master of the Ghost Blade Tribe, so you should know the innate skills of the Silver Gravel Tribe, right?"

He was really going to be pissed off by Miaoge. What would happen if he said a few more words about his background?

But then he remembered that the fathers of the two young kings in front of him had died in a hurry, and they might not know the hidden information of the Silver Gravel Protoss.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, he heard Evans say, "Of course we know. Miaoge of the Silver Gravel Protoss, I'm sorry that this is the first time we meet."

The training of heirs starts from childhood. It is not only necessary to cultivate physical fitness, martial arts and cultural knowledge, but also the awareness of the overall situation. These are all subtle training, not suddenly instilled before ascending the throne.

Therefore, after the heirs gradually grow up, their elders will pass on some secret things to them little by little.

The reason why Brennan was the last one to be handed over before his hasty accession to the throne was mainly due to his personality. He was too outgoing and could not keep secrets.

The old prince Duan Wenguang has always been worried about his son's character. If he is no longer around, how can he be the head of the family? Therefore, many relatively secret things were not told to him in advance. He was afraid that he would not keep his mouth shut and go out and cause trouble.

However, no matter how worried I am, I have to say it when the situation has come to that point.

Brennan, a nobleman who had never had to worry about anything since childhood, was terrified and at a loss when half of his tribe was killed by the Emperor of Heaven and his father was brought to be questioned. After his father came back, he didn't have time to be happy before he was indoctrinated with a bunch of complicated and messy secrets. His head was confused, and the next moment he was entrusted with an important task, and then his father committed suicide...

This series of events is enough to cause a drastic change in the temperament of an originally optimistic person.

During that time, Brennan relied on Chi Tongyu's company and comfort to get through the difficult times and became the new king of the Duanwenguang tribe. He tried hard to imitate his father and buried his original self under his father's tombstone.

He thought he had covered it up well. When he was traveling with Miaoge, everything was fine.

But after meeting those strangers, everything seemed to have changed.

His martial arts, which he was so proud of, were not worth mentioning, and were not even comparable to Miao Ge; his calmness and composure were also thrown out of the window after he knew their true identities...

As for the later part, Miaoge told him one secret after another... He felt that the mask of the king he had created seemed to be getting more and more unsustainable. Until he heard the familiar voice of his childhood friend, even though he hadn't seen him in person, his self-proclaimed cold and hard heart began to collapse.

Brennan, who was almost crying, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Evans say he knew. It was good to know. Otherwise, he really couldn't tell them the secrets of other tribes in front of so many people. Although it was tacitly known, it was a secret after all.

"Nice to meet you, Young Master Mingguang." Miao Ge greeted the figure that gradually walked out of the darkness.

Evans sneered: "It's been a long time since anyone called me that. The Mingguang tribe has been destroyed..."

"The Mingguang tribe is still here." Miao Ge's voice was firm.

Evans was stunned, thinking that he meant that he was there, and the Mingguang tribe was there. His expression softened and he looked at the boy tenderly. "Thank you."

"Let's not talk too much about the past," Garcia said, but the sword in his hand had already dropped. "What is your purpose in coming here?"

Brennan glanced at the black-cloaked figures who were still standing guard around them.

"They are more reliable than you." Garcia looked at his hesitation with cold eyes and said bluntly, "Why don't you let your Red Eye Feather turn off the fire first? With such a bright light, are you afraid that it won't attract other people's attention?"

The movement they just made was quite a big noise. Garcia and his tribesmen not only paid attention to Brennan and his group, but also kept an eye on the periphery to see if anyone else had spotted them coming this way.

These people are still dragging their feet and reminiscing about the past? What are they talking about?!

"Don't worry," Miao Ge turned to Garcia again, "Before you guys started, I opened the barrier. Any movement here will not be noticed outside."

Brennan couldn't bear to let the red-eyed feather dye consume energy all the time, so he let it die. Then he heard Miao Ge say this behind him. Curious, "When did it happen?"

"Just a moment before we stopped." Miao Ge took out a white round ball from the pocket on his waist and held it in his hand like a glowing crystal ball.

That thing was probably not an ordinary item. The space that had just returned to darkness was illuminated by a soft white light. This light was not as bright as the fire of Chi Tongyu, but the illumination range was farther, and the figure of Irene, who was originally standing in the darkness, was revealed.

"Is this Irene?" Miao Ge smiled at the little girl without any surprise when he saw her. "Someone has been looking for you for a long time."

"Who?" Irene asked subconsciously, then quickly covered her mouth and glanced at Evans' back.

"This is related to what we came here to talk about." Brennan quickly got back to the point and recounted their encounter and separation with Lin Fan and the others in as much detail and brevity as possible.

"You mean, there is a group of people who are actually foreigners, and together with the evil fruit, they want to pretend to be gods and sneak into the imperial capital in order to kill the Emperor of Heaven?" Evans felt that he had experienced a lot, and when he heard these words, he couldn't help but doubt his life.

"He killed his biological father..." Brennan wanted to correct him.

"Isn't that the Emperor of Heaven?" Evans knew that Brennan had always had a simple mind, so he explained it to him out of habit. "The child born to the little princess and the previous Emperor of Heaven must be from the Yanling Clan. Looking at the current situation in the imperial capital...besides the Emperor of Heaven, is there anyone else in the Yanling Clan who fits the bill? How could such a powerful person be hidden in obscurity in the Yanling Clan?"

Makes sense, everyone thought.

"...But the Heavenly Emperor's talent is Devouring?" Brennan scratched his head. "I've never heard of it! Didn't he inherit the old Heavenly Emperor's talent?"

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Garcia had been listening quietly since his men reported the existence of the barrier. Now he said, "As far as I know, that bastard has never shown his talent outside."

"No one has ever seen him use his talent?" Evans frowned.

King Mingguang and that person are sworn enemies. On some information, he indeed does not know as much as the young master Xueren who is far away in Huangtan.

"Is this possible?" Brennan was surprised. "But when I go to the battlefield to kill monsters... can I not use my innate abilities?"

"Okay." Garcia nodded, "As long as you have enough strength, you don't have to use your supernatural powers."

"You forgot!" Miaoge reminded Brennan, "Brother Antonio didn't use his innate abilities. He just smashed the undead with the sword in his hand."

Antonio used a gold lightsaber, which actually had a supernatural power bonus, but in the eyes of Brennan and the others, it was just a special weapon, just like the Red Eye Feather, and it was not considered a natural supernatural power.

Compared to Merlinil and Lu Xinyuan who have supernatural powers with large-scale effects, Antonio really didn't use any supernatural powers at all.

"If that's the case," Brennan swallowed, "if their target is the Emperor of Heaven, then can we just wait for the result without taking any action?"

He had always thought that Lin Jian and his men were going to the imperial capital to disrupt the situation, reduce the power of the Emperor's men, and distract the Emperor from providing support, thereby reducing the pressure on Evans and the others. Who knew that their goals were the same? In this case, could he and his friends reap the benefits?

After all, that Crazy Emperor of Heaven was killing indiscriminately without using any superpowers. If he used his devouring superpowers as well, they would be in real danger.

"We?" Evans wondered.

"Yes, I...I want to go with you..."

"No, you don't want to." Evans interrupted him, "Don't forget your responsibilities. You still have your people. You are King Duan Wenguang."

Brennan was stunned. Yes, he still has his people.

Garcia refused coldly. "Waiting for others to avenge the extermination of our clan is not the style of our Ghost Blade Clan."

"Yes," Evans also laughed, "Such a deep blood feud, how can I just watch others kill him and get rid of the hatred? I must cut off his head with my own hands and sacrifice it to my entire clan. When you go back, protect your clan members. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, it has nothing to do with you."

Brennan was dejected.

"Yeah, I get it." He sighed, "Good luck to you. If you need any help... you know my mansion."

Evans put his hands in his sleeves and smiled at him: "Go, protect yourself. See you after the dust settles."

Brennan's eyes felt sore, and he pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Garcia suddenly stopped him. "Although the possibility is not high, I still want to ask, maybe you know of a secret entrance nearby?"