Chapter 1089: Chapter 1087: Dragon Summit Inn (11)
“So, according to what Mr. Lu just said, does it mean another Siren is about to die?”
The other party was so overconfident that they allowed the Anchor to lock onto them, swiftly regaining control of the situation, which visibly improved Gerard’s mood.
Thus, at this moment, upon seeing the right hand that the legend of the mysterious madman predicted would bring a bloodbath move again, he even felt inclined to make a sarcastic remark.
“Don’t always be so self-satisfied. Why is it always the Siren that gets chosen?”
However, Fu Qian shook his head.
“Also, don’t be so conservative. Who said there will only be one?”
With a casual sneer, he slowly opened his raised right hand.
This…
Given that its debut was long anticipated, at that moment, not a single person could resist looking towards the palm held up in the air.
The next moment, everyone was horrified to find an ash-white pupil turning to look at them.
There was even an eyeball in his hand, and it didn’t even look like a human eye!
This scene indeed had a strong visual impact, but after all, everyone was a Transcendent, especially those who had mingled for many years in the dangerous Wasteland, having seen too many imagination-defying Creations.
Just a peculiar appearance was not enough to scare anyone.
At most, they were surprised that such a thing could grow on a person.
What truly terrified everyone was that as the eye swept over them, everything in front of them seemed to quickly dim, even gradually losing color.
At the same time, the self-proclaimed Lu Ming, the owner of the gray eyes, instantly transformed into a divine being as brilliant as a celestial deity, unbearable to look directly at.
Even a brief glance seemed to muddle one’s consciousness.
Danger!
All being seasoned Hunters, they naturally knew that this near-prey state was extremely dangerous, and their first instinct was almost always to break free.
Unfortunately, they soon discovered that they were powerless against everything in front of them, instead causing the colors to dissipate even faster.
“Lorin…”
Likewise feeling helpless, Ailina, in the next moment, noticed a change coming from her teammate.
The latter clearly disliked this feeling intensely, full of annoyance and unrest.
At the same time, underneath the cloak, her abdomen was intensely fluttering–but it was actually her own abdomen.
Why was this happening?
In that instant, having never experienced such a sensation before, Ailina almost wanted to reach into her belly to pull out any possible horrifying Creation.
But immediately after, a thought flashed through her mind, forcefully suppressing this urge.
She was definitely not pregnant, but there was something moving in her abdomen, which wasn’t supposed to happen…
So, could it be that it actually didn’t happen?
Looking up at the world around her, now completely engulfed in gray and white, Ailina realized and took a deep breath.
It didn’t happen… Everything in front of her was likely just akin to a Dream, only of such a high Ranking that she couldn’t perceive or resist it.
Lorin had noticed and was reminding her in this manner…
With most of her worries relieved in an instant, Ailina hesitated briefly, then placed her hand on her abdomen, gently consoling.
Acknowledging the hint while also conveying her thoughts of remaining quiet for now.
The situation was rapidly changing, but it seemed to still be under Mr. Lu’s control; it wouldn’t hurt to quietly watch how things unfold.
After all, his earlier voluntary mention of cooperation could still be interpreted as a gesture of goodwill.
If anything unusual is done at this time to let the situation spiral out of control, cooperation is definitely impossible. At the same time, if being targeted by such a character afterward, the chance of success on this trip is frighteningly slim.
…
Not bad at all!
Noticing Ailina’s movement, Fu Qian nodded in satisfaction.
Of course, what was before him wasn’t real; it was merely him opening the Clear Dream Ring casually while giving a group of people a spectacle to watch.
As the Master of the Dream Realm, he found it exceedingly easy to fade the colors in everyone’s eyes into withering.
What was not easy, however, was that even though the Clear Dream Ring had been upgraded before, the number of people present was still a bit overwhelming.
It was his first time trapping so many Transcendents in a dream and keeping them unaware that it was a dream; this was indeed challenging.
Fu Qian’s solution was simple: he activated the Decree Residue along with the Clear Dream Ring.
By leveraging its effect, he first confused them slightly to lower their willpower resistance.
The final plan was successfully accomplished; the only slight anomaly was Lorin.
Whether it was its Ranking or its animal-like way of thinking, it was the most difficult one to fall into the dream.
Fu Qian decided not to force it and did not specifically target or bully the youngster.
As it turned out, this choice to conserve effort was correct, and Ailina took the initiative as a temporary ally.
“What exactly are you?”
Amid his actions, he dragged everyone into such a perilous situation, and under the overwhelming sense of crisis, Gerard’s previous good mood vanished completely.
Especially when he saw the other standing up, stepping towards the counter.
The chains entangled around him were taut, yet the anchor at the end couldn’t delay his movements at all.
Impossible! Anchor should even be able to bind Divine Beings!
Feeling his perception flipped, he almost gritted his teeth and asked,
“You ask me what I am?”
Walking to the counter, he grabbed a bottle of wine from the owner, flicked off the cap with his finger, and smelled it.
At this moment, hearing Gerard and the others looking over asked such a question, Fu Qian showed a slightly amused expression.
The next moment, he stretched out his right hand and gradually lifted the ground anchor.
Despite the force of the heavy power, the chains seemed to creak, on the verge of breaking at any moment.
“Let me tell you what I am…”
The next moment, the wine bottle in Fu Qian’s hand exploded, thousands of fragments forming a translucent long serpent, zipping around Gerard more agilely than chains.
While the latter instinctively dodged, the serpent exploded in all directions.
However, to the astonishment of the dodging spectators, the spectacular strike skillfully avoided everyone, making it seem like standing still would not cause harm.
“The Night Watchman dares not kill the person I kill; he dares not do the things I do.”
What was also surprising was that after the wine bottle exploded, the wine inside still retained its original shape, held in Lu Ming’s hand.
With an extremely wild declaration, he tilted his wrist and slowly “poured” the wine over the anchor, cleansing its rust.
“In a word, I will manage the matters of Transcendents and even more so the matters of ordinary people!”
“Merging blood and soul, defiling the divine and deceiving life.”
“This is the Native Council.”
Helping to draw hatred, who doesn’t know how to do that!