Philip merely smiled. “I think I can give it a try. If I can deal with them, it won’t be too late to tell them that I’m from Montana Alliance. If not, they won’t know any better. Either way, there’s no harm. What do you think, Elder Whitmore?” Philip tossed the ball to Elder Whitmore’s court, knowing that Elder Whitmore wanted to take this opportunity to test his skills. If he was strong enough, the other party would actively recruit him. If not, the other party might even kick him out. Perhaps out of respect, he would let Philip leave of his own accord. Philip had realized the other party’s intentions, but he could not care less. It so happened that he would be able to see what the herb was and also get an initial estimate of the strength of these people on the upper floor. Elder Whitmore narrowed his eyes and said, “In that case, let Philip go with you.” Hearing that, Philip left the meeting room without hesitation. The messenger who brought the news followed in bewilderment. Some things did not have to be said explicitly, only a tacit understanding would do. Philip and Elder Whitmore were obviously in this situation now. With the messenger’s brief explanation, Philip found out about the scattered layout of all large and small countries and forces within the territory of the ancient dragon royal family. Montana Alliance could only be regarded as a small force in the country. It was not too powerful. Such friction would only occur in these small forces, either because of medicine or resources. That was because they had control of very few things, while the strong forces had various businesses under them.
Currently, Montana Alliance had not reached that level yet. Following the messenger, Philip saw from a distance the forces of the two parties in a conflict. This was an ungoverned area, or rather, it was an area controlled by all the big forces. Montana Alliance and Starfire Alliance could only come to blows for some medicinal materials at the very edge. Philip immediately saw the woman from before, Commander Graham, leading Starfire Alliance to attack Montana Alliance. However, the method of fighting surprised Philip because both parties fought with mechas or robots. No elemental talents were involved. By right, there should be more elemental talents on the upper floor, so why would they choose to fight this way? While thinking about it, Philip asked this question aloud. The messenger beside Philip said, “I’m afraid you don’t know that there’s a rule on the upper floor. If an elemental talent wants to fight, they must go to the life and death arena…” “And once the fight starts, there’s no way to stop it.” Hearing that, Philip chuckled. It seemed that he had a way to deal with them already. Philip jumped up and landed in the middle of the two fighting parties. He used his comprehension of the rules of space to block the attacks of the two parties. Seeing someone in their way, Commander Graham immediately shouted, “Who dares to interfere in the business of Starfire Alliance?!”