Chapter 1148: Chapter 1146: Divine Envoy in the Lake
"Damn it, blessed with extraordinary talents and good fortune, what blessed opportunities weren’t meant for me?"
The owner of the tail actually didn’t feign ignorance, much to Fu Qian’s great relief, who swore to reclaim the legitimacy of his condemned talent.
Boom!
It turned out that the way he reclaimed it was through body language.
Before his words even finished, the long tail whipped the spot where he was just standing.
It’s not any ordinary tail, considering how long it can reach?
Fu Qian, barely managing to dodge by less than half a meter, watched the dazzling long chain in awe.
At this distance, the structure of colorful beads linked together became more visible, clearly not something from a normal organism.
What was even more shocking was the gigantic tree that thunderously fell behind.
The sturdy creations of the Sea of Ashes were violently chopped down in a row by that single whip.
The momentum of that whip, combined with the clearer perception from just a moment ago, allowed Fu Qian to confirm something.
It’s actually a Divine Envoy, how disrespectful!
Just before, he thought singing loudly in such a dangerous place was inconsiderate, but now it seems, for a Divine Envoy, humming a song at home is nothing at all.
"Who would have thought such a barbaric place would have such a master, it was worth all my effort."
With this thought, Fu Qian laughed heartily, offering a salute with one hand.
It wasn’t due to the arrogance often seen in High-Order Supers, mainly because his other hand was still healing.
Indeed, without using the Blood Conquest to dodge, the opponent’s strike that was too swift to abide by the laws of motion, apart from chopping down trees, had also instantly vaporized his entire left hand.
That was also why he was so astonished by that long chain.
It wasn’t just the unimaginable speed, but each bead hitting his body seemed to be vibrating at high frequencies.
Together, they had an aura of being indestructible.
"So, what are you here to do?"
As the saying goes, addressing hardships upon meeting means entering a worldly society; though she didn’t look like one of his kind, after the admiration shown by Fu Qian, she finally refrained from attacking immediately.
She even left the elongated tail extending without moving, creating a unique intimidating force.
"My crew and I are trapped in what is said to be the Shattered Crown miracle, seeking a way out; hearing singing around here, we came to check."
This time, Fu Qian was serious, even going ahead and giving Lann’s group an introduction.
"I thought I might find a way to leave here, but it seems you are not in a rush?"
"Shattered Crown... miracle..."
After a moment of silence, the voice in the cave repeated these words in a strange tone.
"That name is quite fitting, but why should I want to leave?"
"What’s a cage to you might be a shelter for others."
"That’s quite philosophical."
Fu Qian complimented with admiration, extracting the most valuable information.
"So this miracle has actually existed for many years?"
"Far longer than you imagine..."
Although she was a bit harsh initially, now confronted with Fu Qian’s questions, she seemed somewhat interested and did not refuse to respond.
Truly—
And her answer made Fu Qian sigh inwardly.
He had found it odd earlier.
If every part of the Shattered Crown was randomly extracted from the Sea of Ashes, then the appearance of this group of Fishmen was indeed too strange.
While it’s understandable that their happy homes were brought in altogether, and with their exceptional adaptability, quickly assumed roles and identified his group as fellow victims to begin hunting,
Fu Qian was more inclined to interpret their earlier behavior as the reaction of natives to invaders.
And that would mean one thing, that the Floating Island area where Fu Qian and his companions resided had been added as a new fragment in the expansion of Shattered Crown.
The answer from the Divine Envoy in the cave undoubtedly confirmed this point.
And this naturally brought up a question—why?
After such reckless actions had occurred, it always seemed somewhat targeted.
"So it turns out that way. By the way, my name is Fang Xun. How may I address you?"
In contemplation, facing such a cooperative Divine Envoy, Fu Qian promptly reported his own name to show sincerity.
"Vivian..."
However, this simple question seemed to evoke some special emotions in her, only after a long while did she finally speak.
"Alright, Lady Vivian, could I ask another question, you mentioned earlier that this place is not where I am supposed to be, what did you mean by that?"
"To be honest, the journey here was quite smooth for me."
"It’s simple because you are human. I originally wanted to guide a race more interested in the singing."
"Mermaid?"
Fu Qian’s eyes lit up.
"The legendary voice that lured mermaids into the Sea of Ashes, could that be you?"
"Hehe... Do you really think they are ’beautiful’ mermaids?"
Vivian let out a string of not-so-cheerful laughter, retorting the question.
"I am merely returning what originally belonged to them back to them."
The character from the legendary story was actually alive right before his eyes.
Regardless of the tone, Vivian’s response made Fu Qian even more intrigued.
"And then they turned into Fishmen? That large group outside?"
No wonder her singing had a suppressing effect on those guys; she was their main beautician.
"But there seems to be a problem, creatures in the Sea of Ashes are said to be fleeting, yet the legends of mermaids being lured have existed for many years."
"Isn’t that simple."
Vivian’s laughter grew more desolate.
"I am not a creature born from the fluctuations of the Sea of Ashes!"
Could she be a true senior?
Fu Qian’s face showed shock.
That statement couldn’t be clearer, Vivian, like Fu Qian and his party, was an outsider trapped in this miracle.
"Have you been trapped here for a long time?"
"Otherwise, why do you think I have turned into this?"
Following Vivian’s final words, the long tail beside Fu Qian finally started moving, slowly retracting to the entrance of the cave and burrowing deeper, seemingly the other party turning around.
A few seconds later, a familiar face slowly protruded from the cave.
Indeed, identical to the one he had crushed himself.
Fu Qian nodded his head.
The only problem was that this face was a hundred times larger.
But that exquisitely beautiful face was actually perched on a neck as thick as a trunk.
Further down, there were wet bluish-black outer skin and protruding robust hind limbs.
A frog?
The completely different form in front of him compared to a mermaid made Fu Qian frown, and he took an extra glance behind her.
Seemingly unintentionally hidden, yet still visible was a segment of a gorgeous tail, bulgingly huddled there.
That shape, and those beads... wasn’t that the tail of a mermaid, but rather the eggs of a frog?