Chapter 1101: Chapter 1099: Dragon Summit Inn (23)
Very quick response.
Fu Qian’s judgment is consistent with Ailina’s.
The vast coverage of the Lightning Jungle, the overwhelming ravage without any reservation.
Neither the momentum nor the spirit is something an ordinary person could achieve.
Among the people he knew, only two people could achieve such an effect–Yibu from the Archipelago, and Kelson from the Siren.
Considering the cooperative action with Gerard and the others, it’s almost certain that it was Kelson, the Siren’s person in charge in the Wasteland.
Not only has he arrived, but he is even secretly lurking on the side?
It seems that after the battle at the Angel Dungeon, despite Lorin’s anger which resulted in a reverse spiritual transcendence on Kelson, it was ultimately resolved, and did not make him drop his weapon.
A series of thoughts flashed through Fu Qian’s mind, and finally, a question in his heart was answered–what kind of threat was the target he wanted to save facing?
It proves that this peculiar hunting operation indeed has deeper plans behind it.
“Other than Kelson, who else could it be, so what exactly does the Siren want to do?”
At this moment, there was no need for him to answer, Ailina had already completed the refutation, affirming her previous guess.
“Kelson has been secretly lurking nearby, not showing himself, but although he has trapped the Ancient Dragon, the attack just now was clearly not against it. What is he looking for?”
She definitely wouldn’t believe that a Demigod’s concealed strike would miss; the action just now must have some underlying meaning,
and in the rapid deduction of the underlying meaning, she was becoming increasingly alarmed.
Indeed, any slight strangeness has a reason behind it, this hunting operation is definitely not right.
Murmuring to herself, she looked at Fu Qian, even though she didn’t think he could answer her, she still subconsciously wanted to hear what he had to say.
“It’s probably not you they are looking for.”
“…Indeed, if the target was us, he would have focused his attacks here, and he wouldn’t have waited until now, it must have just been collateral damage from an indiscriminate attack…”
Although she had the same judgment, it seemed more persuasive coming from him, and Ailina’s emotions were slightly eased for a moment.
Of course, what she didn’t know was that with this statement, Fu Qian also had moved their team out of the list that needed to be definitely kept alive.
Earlier, they were judged as not fitting the profile of Oath Abandoners and seen not to be particularly targeted by the Siren; considering their strength, simply wanting to survive was clearly not that difficult.
“Thank you for your answer, but we should still be on our way.”
Indeed, Ailina proved to be a qualified adventurer; even guessing that she wasn’t the targeted victim, she didn’t indulge her curiosity to put the team in unnecessary danger.
Anyway, the ultimate goal of this trip was still to exchange for something in the hands of the Siren.
Their so determined planning, if some mistake occurs because of their intervention, the deal might never happen, not to mention that the Ancient Dragon had already fallen into the hands of the Siren–
With a slightly reluctant sigh, Ailina suddenly realized something unusual.
She looked up sharply, only to see the Ancient Dragon entwined by tentacles, its body rapidly disintegrating.
Not disappearing, but shattering like bubbles, almost instantly, there was nothing left within the embrace of tentacles.
It wasn’t real, just an illusion?
A thought rapidly crossed Ailina’s mind.
How could this be, it was clearly injured just now!
She frowned and looked at Lorin, whose response was a slight shake of her head.
Indeed, the traces from before had completely disappeared.
Wait a minute, was Kelson’s action just now suggesting that he might have already known this, so he didn’t make the illusion a main target…
As this thought arose, at the place where the giant dragon disappeared, a streak of blue and white lightning ripped across the sky, shredding everything it passed into pieces.
Although limited by the view through the broken window, one could still roughly make out that the lightning was aiming for a spot that had just been bombarded.
Had they found the real target?
As the thought emerged, seemingly to prove Ailina’s thinking, a figure abruptly appeared in the field of vision and swiftly fled in the opposite direction of the incoming lightning.
Indeed!
This reaction seemed unbearably convincing to Ailina.
Especially because that figure, although only slightly taller than a human, possessed the distinct, pristine transparency unique to a blessed creature.
“We must take our leave now, Mr. Lu.”
After a series of shocks, feeling her own cultivation was still too shallow, Ailina decisively wasted no more time.
“Don’t forget to use the main door.”
The latter waved his hand amiably, reminding her of the precautions.
…
The target finally seemed to appear.
As the Foolish Team departed, the great hall soon only had Fu Qian alone remaining, who watched the distant conflict with great satisfaction.
Although it was still uncertain whether this entity resembling an ancient dragon was related to the Oath Abandoners, it was undoubtedly the most perilously situated among the blessed.
Despite its remarkably fast pace, it was still visibly outmatched by the Demigod’s full pursuit, rapidly closing the gap.
And his combat ability, which clearly lived up to his task — visually impressive, but practically faltering.
While fleeing, objects similar to soul butterflies continuously peeled off its body, fluttering into a confusing barrier, attempting to block pursuit.
Sadly, in the fierce lightning, they were all torn apart like dry rot.
Even the continuous attempts to delve into building debris, seeking a shred of cover to return to stealth, ended with a cowering escape under the strikes of lightning.
In just a few breaths, one could see that nearly half of its body had almost lost its contours, turning into a wax-like substance.
Forget about dawn, this didn’t look like it could last even five minutes!
Fu Qian sighed, confirming that his era of slacking was over.
In the next moment, with a cracking sound, layers of stone-like substances on his body rapidly burst and scattered across the chair.
The previous strike, theoretically speaking, was relatively restrained to himself, as it did not target the physical body but was more akin to a direct withering of the mind.
But it was only relative, since our physical index is truly too high.
Having always focused on frying and roasting mental resistance, along with a Return Edict capable of dispelling such effects, Fu Qian had confirmed from the first moment of being affected that he did not need to dodge through a Blood Conquest.
Even if the opponent had enough lung capacity, he would not mind enduring a few minutes of ranting.
Unfortunately.
In that moment of reflection, indeed, the nearby charging whirl of lightning hesitated a bit.
And seizing that opportunity, Fu Qian also confirmed the characteristic blue short hair on the opponents head.
Indeed, it was his old friend Kelson.