Chapter 547 - 273 Military Big Shot_1
As Long Dangdang entered the central military tent, the first thing he felt was an aura of solemnity, as if an invisible oppressive force permeated the air. There were no soldiers guarding the inside of the tent, only about ten people standing in front of a large map affixed to the left wall, the clear markings showing the location of Blessed Sun City and the Federation’s Legion encampment as well as several areas marked in purple, presumably the regions where wraith entities resided.
Long Dangdang’s spiritual power was strong. With just one glance, he had an approximate understanding of the positions of these areas. Among them, the areas indicated on the map where wraith entities resided seemed to be more widespread than the areas they initially intended to investigate.
The group huddled around the map seemed to be oblivious to their arrival, engrossed in some discussion. From a distance, Long Dangdang could feel the powerful auras emanating from these individuals.
If Long Dangdang’s spiritual power fluctuation could be likened to the shimmering of stars, then the auras of these people were like radiant suns. Their robust presence indeed nullified the need for any soldiers on guard.
Among them, a particularly potent aura existed in the centre. The moment Long Dangdang attempted to gauge it, he felt as if his consciousness was being melted, immediately making him withdraw his sensing spiritual power. The intensity of this spiritual prowess stunned him.
"Commander, I’ve brought the person," Yann Xingci said, leading Long Dangdang towards the group naturally.
Only at this point did everyone shift their gaze from the map. The first impression Long Dangdang got from these middle-aged people was longevity. There was one figure, however, exuding a youthful presence, and to his surprise, it was an exceptionally attractive young woman.
The young woman was dressed in a silver-white light armor, her long hair up in a high ponytail. She stood tall and slim, roughly 1.75m in height with a pair of particularly conspicuous long legs. She appeared to be around 24 or 25 years old, but her aura was perceptibly strong.
However, the most captivating was the middle-aged man whose aura had almost shut down Long Dangdang’s spiritual sensing. He was tall and robust, almost two meters in height, his facial features not exactly handsome but archaic, his eyes serene yet deep enough to send chills down one’s spine, conveying a sense of cosmic infinity. He was attired in simple moon-white garments, but amongst the crowd of powerhouses, he stood out like a moon amidst the stars. His jet-black short hair stood erect like steel needles. If Long Dangdang were to describe him, perhaps the words "majestic as a mountain" would fit best.