Chapter 458: 458 Chapter 458: 458 “`
Although their condition was worrisome, Ailina and Brother Overcoat were indeed alive, which undoubtedly proved that Fu Qian hadn’t lied.
Regrettably, when faced with reinforcements, neither of them made a sound for a time, and the atmosphere fell into an eerily quiet lull.
“Montes?”
Sybil was the first to speak again, attempting to address Brother Overcoat on the ground.
However, compared to just moments before, her demeanor and tone had drastically changed, reverting to that ethereal purity, full of intonation.
The efficiency of these repeated shifts was truly high!
“I have regained some mobility, and those strange feathers haven’t appeared again.”
In Fu Qian’s contemplation, Montes, with half a paralyzed face, showed no sign of pain and responded mildly.
Clearly, he had seen the feather in Sybil’s hand, which is why he mentioned it specifically.
After explaining his own situation, he pointed to the side.
“However, Ailina’s condition isn’t good, and she may need help.”
“Watch him for a moment.”
Sybil nodded, issuing commands to those around her, then walked to Ailina’s side and called out.
“Ailina?”
Unfortunately, even in response to the call of a Demigod leader, Ailina’s reaction was exceedingly wooden, merely lifting her head to glance, with a completely unfocused gaze.
Her condition had stabilized somewhat, but it seemed her will was considerably affected.
As Sybil examined her carefully, Fu Qian also silently made his assessment on the side.
During the time they had entered, the weird patterns hadn’t reappeared on Ailina’s body, and her aura had become much more stable.
But at the same time, her stupor seemed to increase rather than diminish.
The previously tainted Saintess was almost turning into a blow-up doll.
Up to this point, one could say that everyone here had been affected by the mirror, but her reaction was no doubt the most special.
As for the reason, Fu Qian could make some guesses.
Based on the information from the sin and retribution fight, her condition had always been unstable, struggling to control her Transcendent powers and likely the cause of her poor father’s death.
After being injured, she had turned dark. Her temperament had undergone a significant shift.
Although the specific effects of the mirror’s influence were still unconfirmed, it seemed to dispel negative emotions in the human heart.
While in a darkened state, the negative aspects clearly dominated her, so maybe after a round of purification, her head was left thoroughly empty.
“Is this the bug you mentioned?”
At this moment, Kelson wasn’t concerned with such minutiae and was fixated on the corpses of the bugs on the ground.
“Yes, originally they all stopped at the top of the column, but then they must have been startled by us and all lit up at once.”
Fu Qian nodded in agreement.
At the top of the column…
Kelson moved his gaze away from the bug corpses and looked up, surveying the space around.
Without attempting to manipulate the corpses, it was obvious Kelson, as a Demigod, had determined that all spirituality was gone, devoid of any valuable information.
The next moment, a whirlwind appeared out of nowhere, enveloping him.
And with the support of the wind, Kelson’s body gently rose, leveling with the height of the column.
After taking a glance, he stepped directly onto the top of the column.
For a time, everyone including Sybil, was looking up at his actions.
Regrettably, after a long look, he remained silent.
There seemed to be no findings.
Fu Qian made a silent judgment.
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However, in the next moment, a bright electric light lit up at the top of the pillar, its brilliance rivaled that of the previous insects.
Fu Qian saw clearly that the source of this light was the countless arcing sparks jumping from Kelson’s body.
At this moment, the blue-haired head of the individual stood on end, and there seemed to be thunder flashing in his eyes.
Do all those who wield electricity have such explosive tempers?
In the midst of Fu Qian’s musings, Kelson took a deep breath, and the electric light crazily converged toward his right arm.
Until it neared its limit, the man ferociously slapped his palm onto the pillar.
There was a moment when Fu Qian thought he was going to go deaf.
In this enclosed underground space, the thunderous roar was truly shocking.
Following Kelson’s action, the exploding lightning nearly toppled the pillar.
The spectacle wasn’t over yet, as the lightning continued to spread outwards, splitting into numerous fine sparks and weaving into a net, instantly covering the entire hall.
This divine display of power was indeed magnificent and domineering, but the Demigod seemed to have overlooked one point—all allies were also within its range.
The people beneath the pillar obviously couldn’t run away in time.
With a full-force blow from a Demigod, Fu Qian estimated that not many of them could withstand it.
As a catastrophe was about to unfold, a wave-like voice came from Sybil’s direction.
She raised her hands and opened her mouth, letting out a strange roar, and the people around were visibly stunned.
The next moment, as the sky filled with electric nets fell, it seemed to encounter an invisible barrier midair, blocking them all outside, preventing them from reaching the ground.
After a breath, the storm of lightning finally ended without a trace.
“Kelson, that was dangerous,”
Having weathered the indiscriminate assault, Sybil lowered her hands and spoke to Kelson at the top of the pillar.
“Too mild a probe might not yield results,”
Kelson’s voice came from above, and though he had nearly struck down his teammates a moment ago, his voice was still devoid of emotion.
This eerie conversational atmosphere.
Fu Qian shook his head; the tones of these two were vastly different from their usual manner.
In fact, it wasn’t just them.
Including Montes among other Middle Tier individuals who had narrowly escaped disaster, they all now seemed composed, with no signs of relief from having just survived a crisis.
They were truly unflappable even as chaos unfolded before them, as if the very concept of fear had been stripped from them.
Crumble, crumble!
As Fu Qian pondered, stones fell like rain; the pillar under Kelson’s feet, thick enough for two people to embrace, crumbled into fist-sized rocks in an instant, pouring down all around.
And in the face of this non-lethal damage, Sybil appeared entirely uninterested in intervening.
The remaining intact Middle Tier individuals quickly supported Ailina and Montes, swiftly moving to one side to avoid being buried.
The winds whipped up again, and Kelson’s body was gently lowered down amidst the gale.
“It looks like apart from these insects, there isn’t much else here,”
The man nodded to Sybil, summarizing his findings.
“Indeed,”
Sybil agreed with Kelson’s assessment, her face expressing goodwill.
She showed no intention of holding him accountable for his recent actions.
“I will have them collect the corpses of these insects and take them back for the specialists to analyze,”
Ah—
While the two conversed, a high-pitched cry rang out from afar.