# Chapter 389: Werewolf Leader
"You worry too much, how could we possibly hide anything from you! Hmm, this painting looks good, you can tell it's from a master's hand!" Lane tilted his head, avoiding Tivan's gaze, and turned his attention to a painting hanging on the wall behind him, praising the Impressionist work with appreciative sounds.
Hearing Lane praise his collection, Tivan immediately forgot his original intention. He boasted proudly, "This piece, *Bal du moulin de la Galette (Renoir)*, is a work by an Impressionist painter from your Human World named Auguste Renoir. I spent one hundred million US Dollars to acquire it from a Japanese person!"
One hundred million US Dollars? Lane looked at the so-called painting in front of him, which seemed to be just scribbled with red and yellow paint. He truly couldn't understand how this thing was worth one hundred million US Dollars.
However, seeing that he had temporarily fooled Tivan, Lane didn't spare any praise, discussing the meaning represented by Impressionist paintings and how they expressed the author's ideology and core spirit.
The more they talked, the more Lane felt something was off. Compared to his superficial understanding of Impressionist paintings, Tivan seemed to be a complete novice regarding this particular painting.
"Mr. Tivan, what was your original intention for purchasing this painting?"
Tivan glanced at Lane and said indifferently, "Hmm! This painting had the highest auction price among oil paintings in your Human World. It has collection value!"
Lane looked at the serious expression on Tivan's face and was somewhat speechless. So, you only look at the price when buying things? Only buy the expensive ones!
"I don't just collect oil paintings here. Look at the wall over there, that's *Admonitions of the Instructress to the Court Ladies*!"
"If I remember correctly, shouldn't this painting be in the British Museum?"
Tivan glared at Lane, "They stole that painting too, why can't I steal it back from them!"
"How did you steal it?" Lane asked cautiously.
"Of course, I just walked in and took the thing out directly!" Tivan said casually.
"And they just let you take it!?"
"Do you think that group of guards and police officers could stop me!?" Tivan looked at Lane as if he were an idiot.
"Phew!"
Lane let out a deep breath. Right, with Tivan's strength, let alone one British Museum, there are few places in the entire Universe that could stop him.
Suddenly, Lane remembered something. A few days ago, the British Museum announced that due to wall aging, the museum was closed for repairs and stopped receiving visitors.
It must be related to Tivan stealing *Admonitions of the Instructress to the Court Ladies*. Now the British People are definitely secretly searching for the lost collection. But it's just a painting, it doesn't matter. The British Museum has lost quite a few things over the years. Just find a few institutions later and get this painting cleaned.
He had been cleaning up messes for Boss and Kane before, so he was quite skilled at these things. Even if they knew the thing fell into Tivan's hands, with Tang Group blocking the way, the British People could only swallow this loss.
One must know that currently, nearly seventy percent of the energy supply on the British Isles comes from Tang Group. The British People cannot afford to provoke them, especially not just for a painting!
His expression froze. He looked at Tivan cautiously and asked, "Did you only take this one painting, or…?"
"Of course not. Since I made a trip, I naturally couldn't just take this one painting. Don't worry, I didn't take too much, just a third of their collection items!
You see, my museum is just starting out and needs some exhibits to fill the space!" Tivan said as if it were only right.
A third, just, and still? Lane could already imagine the empty look inside the British Museum. And Tivan was even going to exhibit the stolen collection items. A bead of sweat slid down Lane's forehead!
He now really wanted to take back what he had said to Tony Stark earlier, that sentence about Tang Group also having shares in this museum! This museum has absolutely no relationship with their Tang Group! Tivan? Who is that, never heard of him!
Of course, this was just Lane complaining internally.
This matter would at most be a bit troublesome, but for the current Tang Group, it was simply not a big deal.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just a sun never setting empire, are they still living two hundred years ago? The sun has long since set now! If they really become relentless, they can just flatten this peninsula! Lane silently vowed in his heart.
"Do you think I can trade some of my collection back from Tang using those Chinese collection items from the British Museum?"
Tivan suddenly had a thought, "Tang is Chinese People, don't their Chinese People always talk about patriotic sentiment and returning to one's roots? He should like these Chinese collection items, right?"
Lane instantly tensed up. He hadn't expected that after going in circles, Tivan would circle back to this.
Beep Beep Beep—
An invisible Qi Signature shot out from his fingertip, hitting the black matte mechanical wristwatch on his left wrist. The mechanical wristwatch immediately let out a series of rings.
Lane looked solemnly at the wristwatch on his wrist, stood up, patted the clothes on his body, and said to Tivan, "Mr. Tivan, the group has an urgent matter that requires my attention. I will take my leave now!"
Without waiting for Tivan to speak, Lane twisted his body and transformed into a stream of water, rushing into the sky and instantly disappearing without a trace.
"Hey…"
Tivan had just raised his hand, intending to call out to Lane, when the figure before him had already vanished.
"He runs really fast, directly transforming his physical body into water flow, what a strange cultivation method!" Tivan looked up at the direction where Lane disappeared, shook his head, and continued lying on the soft sofa, listening to the praise and exclamations of the tourists below.
Lane transformed into a water flow and traveled at super speed in the high altitude. His God-Demon True Dragon Transformation was similar to Kane's White Tiger Transformation. The so-called True Dragon, Manipulate Clouds and Rain, and Control Water Vapor were all instinct engraved in his bloodline.
It could be said that the current Lane, if he wished, could instantly make the entire Federation experience three days and three nights of torrential rain. Transforming into water flow was merely child's play.
In the high altitude, Lane directly summoned a miniature South Heavenly Gate phantom. He drilled into it, and when he reappeared, he was already in Svartalfheim.
At this moment in Svartalfheim, a large fleet was already ready for war.
"Bande, Professor Bai?"
In the Number Two Hive Laboratory, Tang Song, wearing a white coat, put down the scalpel in his hand. He felt that these two names sounded somewhat familiar. He turned his head to look at Lane, "No threat, that's what Tivan said!" "Yes, Boss!"
Lane stood beside Tang Song, explaining in detail what Tivan had said earlier.
"Then accept these shares! You handle the specific matters!"
"Yes, Boss! As for the shares in Tivan's hand, we…?"
"No rush, take your time!"
Fallen Star. Ego and High Evolutionary successively clashed on Fallen Star, causing a group of Space Pirates and Marauders to express suspicion about the safety of Fallen Star.
Many merchants permanently stationed on Fallen Star left Fallen Star directly. At the same time, many Space Pirates lingered on some Planets near Fallen Star, seemingly planning to fish in troubled waters.
The originally lively Fallen Star, with black smoke still burning in many places, and large numbers of armed robots patrolling the planet surface of Fallen Star, added a chilling atmosphere to Fallen Star.
At this time, the defense fleet commanded by Yondu did not remain at the Spaceport, but maintained a defensive formation with all engine power on and cannons facing outwards.
A giant Space Gate shimmering with golden light suddenly opened in the Outer Space of Fallen Star. Thirty super transport ships, accompanied by piercing whistles, passed through the Space Gate, directly breaking through the Ravager Fleet's defense perimeter commanded by Yondu, and arrived at a high altitude less than three thousand meters from the ground of Fallen Star.
The cloud mist in the high altitude of Fallen Star was shattered by the giant ships' dark hulls. Large areas of mist rapidly sprayed outwards. The transport ships, obscured by clouds and mist, looked slightly larger than their actual size.
With a length approaching three thousand meters and a width exceeding five hundred meters, these unprecedentedly massive transport ships were escorted by twenty active Tier 3 warships of the New Kree Empire and one hundred Datang Model Tier 2 warships independently developed by Tang Group.
"Don't worry, they are friendly forces!"
Just as the defense fleet outside the Fallen Star Spaceport reacted and adjusted their energy cannon ports, Yondu's somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the communication channel.
The slow-descending giant warships simultaneously projected a blue holographic screen from their bow section, forming a giant energy emblem. The magnificent Heavenly Palace Complex—this was the symbol of Tang Group.
The transport ships slowly descended from the high altitude, seemingly showing off their strength, directly landing in the center of the ruined city of Fallen Star under everyone's gaze.
Deadpool, wearing a black-red suit and carrying two katanas on his back, couldn't wait for the transport ship's hatch to fully open before impatiently jumping out.
Standing on the airstair, he chewed on strong tobacco mixed with betel nut while looking around:
"Deadpool is back! Hey, is this an Alien Planet! Chicks, can you understand me!"
Deadpool's eyes stared intently at a few alien women who had come to watch the excitement, especially when he saw an alien girl with three breasts as big as a cow's. His saliva seemed to be overflowing. His fierce gaze seemed to want to directly strip off other people's clothes.
Lane walked down the airstair slowly with his hands behind his back. He looked at the busy and tense iron soldiers around him and frowned at the surrounding city, which looked like it had been ravaged by the flames of war.
He directly kicked Deadpool in the rear, who was blocking his way, "Important matters come first, don't forget the mission Boss gave us. If you mess things up, I'll castrate you!"
Deadpool was directly kicked off the dozens of meters high airstair by Lane, rolling down to Kane's feet, who had come to greet them.
"Wade, Boss actually sent you too!"
Lane grabbed Deadpool and lifted him up. Seeing Deadpool's eyes, bruised and swollen but still darting around towards the women nearby, he threw him aside impatiently again. He then turned his head and nodded in greeting to those who had just gotten off the spaceship with him, including Frank and others.
The hatch opened wide, and neat and heavy footsteps sounded from inside the transport ship. A thousand soldiers, dressed in entirely black Juling Shen Type 3 Combat Armor, marched down the airstair in formation.
These soldiers were completely enveloped in thick combat armor. A strange aura that the alien onlookers present couldn't describe swirled around them, making these thousand soldiers look like killing gods who had just walked out of Hell.
When these people automatically walked behind Kane and formed a neat formation behind him, their aura and Kane's aura formed a whole, an impenetrable defense that was stable, solid, and indestructible,
At the same time, a momentum that was violent, evil, and unstoppable, like Hell's Magma Lake, surged into the sky.
Those who couldn't gauge their strength were fine, but Black Bolt, who had come with Kane to greet the crowd, was forced to retreat repeatedly by this heavy momentum.
When attacking the Sovereign, Kane had not allowed Black Bolt to follow, after all, some matters were not suitable for this newcomer to participate in.
Like massacring the entire Sovereign, who knew if this Black Bolt would become overly idealistic? So Black Bolt didn't understand the true strength of Tang Group.
After these thousand soldiers wearing Juling Shen armor,
A faint engine sound came, and over three hundred heavy transport trucks slowly drove out from inside the transport ship, lining up neatly behind the thousand soldiers.
These transport trucks were equipped with two types of movement modules: a set of normal off-road tires and a set of magnetic levitation engines that consumed a large amount of energy.
Moreover, rather than calling them transport trucks, it would be better to call them trains without tracks—each truck towed two compartments, with a length of over fifty meters from front to rear, and a single tire was as tall as two adults.
At this moment, the nearby Space Pirates and Marauders who were watching the excitement were intimidated by this Military led by Kane. No one could utter a single word.
There had always been a legend that the East Galaxy Company had an even larger Force behind its back. They had only treated it as a rumor. Now seeing these reinforcements, everyone was secretly startled.
These thousand 'soldiers' wearing Juling Shen combat armor, and the drivers of those over three hundred heavy trucks, all came from Tang Group Defense Company! They were the oldest and most core group of old brothers under Kane's forces.
The combat force, built around the former Card Squad soldiers as the core, could be said to have the strongest combat capability of Tang Group Defense Company, and also be the most loyal batch of soldiers to Tang Song, excluding the clones.
Therefore, all these people had undergone genetic modification, and at the same time, all cultivated the cultivation method bestowed by Tang Song. Each person possessed powerful strength.
After the personnel from Tang Group Defense Company, another batch of personnel descended from the giant transport ship. Unlike the soldiers wearing the clearly high-tech Juling Shen armor, this time thousands of Big men with simple equipment walked off the spaceship. These people all looked tough and hardy, tall and strong, with dense black hair covering their arms.
These people carried battle axes as big as washbasins on their backs and had thick energy pistols tucked at their waists. Each one looked menacing.
When Black Bolt saw these people, he felt as if his eyes were playing tricks on him. He actually just saw the head of a Big man turn into a Werewolf Leader.
(end of chapter)