Just as they were discussing the unification of the continent, Martin directly used the plane core in his hand to upgrade Betan and his wind dragon to the planetary level.
He sat on the throne in the throne room, and after letting Betan and his wind dragon leave, he reviewed the memorials for a while.
However, he still couldn't calm down. He had an inexplicable feeling that something was going to happen, so he prepared to find a fortune teller to help him solve the mystery.
At this moment, his communication crystal lit up. After picking it up and connecting it, it was Xiaoyi from the Shadow Intelligence Guild.
"Your Majesty, you are in big trouble this time. Queen Catherine of the Northern Continent and His Majesty Perlon of the Sky City have formed an alliance. According to reliable intelligence, they are plotting to attack the Western Continent." Xiaoyi said anxiously on the other end of the communication.
Martin heard this, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. "Interesting, really interesting. Could it be that the planetary-level His Majesty Perron is backing her up? Then I'd like to see how strong her backing is."
Xiaoyi felt a little relieved when she heard Martin's calm words.
She thought that since Martin dared to say this, he must have something to rely on.
Could it be that he already possesses a planetary dragon knight? But how is this possible?
The two exchanged a few more words, and Xiaoyi carefully explained some key intelligence details to Martin one by one.
After listening to this, Martin expressed his sincere gratitude and then hung up the phone.
Martin slowly walked out of the throne room and looked up at the sky.
I saw dark clouds hanging heavy on the sky, as if an invisible giant city was about to crush the earth, making people feel inexplicably depressed.
"Since they want to stir up trouble, let's fight them!" Martin thought to himself.
"It's just that there are too few plane cores right now. Relying on just one planetary dragon knight is probably only enough to make them feel a little intimidated. If we want to truly hurt them, we'll need two more."
He thought about it and the only place he could think of that had the core of the plane was the City in the Sky.
After thinking for a moment, Martin took out the communication crystal and issued orders to the mid-level dragon knights stationed in Yulong City, asking them to disperse the oppressive dark clouds covering the city.
After giving the order, Martin walked back and dialed the contact number of the Grand Elder of Sky City.
The communication crystal rang several times before it was connected. An old voice, brimming with exhaustion and dead silence, spoke from the other end: "Martin? What brings you to me now?"
Martin keenly noticed something strange and couldn't help but feel doubtful: Did something happen?
So, he asked tentatively, "Great Elder, has something happened? Why do I feel like you're so depressed?"
The Great Elder didn't directly respond to Martin's question. Instead, he seemed lost in thought, muttering to himself, "In life, one must always persevere and set goals. If reality goes against your perseverance, will you still stick to your goals as always?"
Martin was confused for a moment and didn't quite understand the deep meaning of the elder's words.
He thought carefully for a moment, then slowly said, "Great Elder, now that we have our own persistence and goals, the key is to follow our own heart."
"No matter what choice you make, as long as you can get over it in your heart, it's fine. If you think it's feasible, then try to change it."
"If you feel that it goes against your heart and you cannot accept it, then just follow your original path. Everything depends on your thoughts."
The Great Elder fell into a long silence, and Martin did not urge him, but waited quietly there.
Time seemed to stand still, and every second seemed extremely long.
Finally, after a long time, the Great Elder's slightly tired voice sounded again.
"Thank you, Martin. What on earth do you want from me?"
Martin took a deep breath and said, "Great Elder, to be honest, I'm in urgent need of several plane cores. Currently, the only places I can think of that have them are Sky City and Dragon Island."
After hearing this, the Great Elder pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Martin, there are still seven plane cores in the treasure house. These cores were originally invaded..."
At this point, he paused as if remembering something, and sighed softly, "Never mind, let's not talk about those old things anymore. It's okay to give you all these plane cores."
"However, I need you to make me a promise, a promise that comes from the heart. No matter what happens in the future, you must protect this plane. Can you do it?"
Martin was stunned by this serious question, and doubts arose in his mind: Did something major happen to the Sky City?
But he also knew that the most important thing now was to arm himself as quickly as possible. After thinking for a moment, he said firmly, "No problem, Great Elder, please rest assured."
After hearing Martin's reply, the Great Elder's tone became more decisive: "Okay, wait a moment, I will personally deliver the plane core to you. Then we can sign a contract."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Martin couldn't help being speechless, thinking to himself: This old guy, it seems like he's serious about this?
Although protecting the Light Pillar Plane is the unshirkable responsibility and obligation of every indigenous people, it is still necessary to protect it in a binding manner such as a contract.
I'm afraid my autonomy will be almost gone from now on. Am I really going to share life and death with the plane? Well, never mind. I'll wait for the Great Elder to come and discuss this matter with him.
Not long after, the Great Elder arrived in a hurry.
Martin, upon seeing the Great Elder arrive, hurried to the reception room next to the throne room to greet and entertain him. The maid quietly served tea and pastries before quietly retreating.
Just as Martin was about to speak, the Great Elder quickly took out a parchment scroll emitting a strange light from his space ring and handed it to Martin.
Martin took a closer look and saw that the parchment scroll was surrounded by a strong energy aura, and it turned out to be a plane contract.
He was really surprised. He didn't expect that the great elder would actually bring the contract of plane attributes directly.
Martin took the contract calmly, slowly unfolded it and read it carefully.
The words on the contract were clear and powerful, roughly meaning: Martin White must protect this plane with all his might, and must not resell or sell it in any form. No matter what the circumstances, he must never betray this plane. If he violates this agreement, all traces of his existence will be completely erased, as if he had never appeared in this world.
Resell, sell? Martin couldn't help but wonder, could it be that planes can also be traded?
He raised his eyes to look at the Great Elder, and seeing that he had a serious face, he probably would not take the initiative to explain the reason to him.
Martin carefully reviewed the contract again to confirm that there were no hidden additional clauses. He checked it over and over again several times. Finally, he solemnly signed his name on the contract - Martin White.
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