Chapter 941: Chapter 592, Fishing_2
“Then I’ll accompany you,” she offered.
“Alright, let’s head to the testing range.”
The two of them set out for the testing range, one leading and the other following.
In the past, the testing range had been used for firing practice. The area was large, and many humanoid wooden targets were stored in the warehouse.
But recently, it had become the place where Fang Hao tested new skills and experimented with odd items.
The testing of firearms was carried out in Gray Iron City.
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With demon teleportation available, distance was no longer an issue.
He called over two skeletons. “Go and replace a few of the old targets.”
The expressionless skeletons went forward and swapped out the worn targets for new ones.
Fang Hao seized the moment to gather his strength.
He released “Blossoming Everywhere.”
Since he was still unclear about the skill’s characteristics, he threw it a bit farther for safety.
A thunderbolt coiled around it. A basketball-sized thunderball was hurled by Fang Hao.
The speed was not fast, and it took about four or five seconds before it hit the wooden target at the center of the range.
Bang!
The wooden target shattered amidst the thunder, and the next second, the basketball-sized thunderball burst into countless ‘pool ball-sized’ smaller thunderballs, spreading outwards.
The pool-ball-sized thunderballs flew about a meter before they too fragmented, turning into thunder snakes and spreading further.
It was like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
Ah, this…
Fang Hao, having little knowledge, was surprised.
“Blossoming Everywhere” was indeed a fitting name.
This skill was a three-stage chain skill.
A large thunderball dispersing into smaller thunderballs, which then broke into electric snakes continuing to spread.
If used well, this skill could be a powerful group damage skill.
But one had to be cautious about the extent of effects since the spread pattern of this skill was not easy to control.
If it was used in small spaces, or in places with many allies,
this skill might kill both foes and friends alike.
His gaze returned to the wooden target upfront.
The initially attacked target was already shattered by the thunderball, and the targets on either side, each about a meter away, had not been spared either.
The spread smaller thunderballs turned them into fragments.
The damage effect was quite good, and the biggest characteristic of Thunder Elemental Magic was the electrocution effect upon hitting.
Even if it didn’t kill you, it would paralyze you from the shock, causing full-body paralysis.
“Go, replace the targets.”
The skeletons went to bring out new targets and replaced the three that were damaged.
Once they finished replacing them,
Fang Hao continued to release “Blossoming Everywhere” again, and the thunderball flew out.
It still hit the wooden target and spread into smaller thunderballs, which then fragmented into vanishing thunder snakes.
Roughly calculating, the first split could spread to about a meter radius from the center.
The pool-ball-sized spread of thunder snakes could cover about half a meter and after that, maybe.
The range was fairly decent.
Fang Hao further experimented by smashing the thunderball directly onto the ground.
The basketball-sized thunderball, instead of progressing to the second phase of spreading, directly turned into a myriad of thunder snakes, covering an area of more than three meters.
Then, he threw the thunderball into the water.
The thunderball disappeared, but the electric snakes still spread, reaching a much wider area than when smashed on the ground.
After several more trials, he felt he was also becoming familiar with the way and effects of the skill.
Only then did he and Demitrija head back.
This skill, he felt quite satisfied, was worth exchanging for 15 blue weapons.
Back at the mansion, he talked for a while in the hall with Demitrija.
He looked at the Lizardmen specialties that he had brought back.
Then he went upstairs, took Eira in his arms, and went to sleep.
…
The night was deep.
The air was pervaded by a muggy humidity.
It felt almost like fog, making the surroundings even more blurred and quiet.
Clop clop clop!!
The dense sound of horse hooves and the noise of wagon wheels rolling over pebbles shattered the night’s quiet.
A carriage equipped with Nightstones sped down the shadowy road at a fast pace.
The road was rugged, causing the wagon to jolt violently.
Inside the carriage, a brown-haired man looked at the Book of Lords and occasionally urged the soldiers to accelerate even more.
The night outside was dangerous.
If it hadn’t been for the importance of this matter, he would not have opted to leave the city under the cover of night.
“How much longer?” the brown-haired man tapped on the carriage wall and asked.
“Sir, you can start to see the building ahead,” the guard serving as the coachman responded.
The man felt elated, pulled back the curtain, and looked forward to the building ahead.
In front of the fog, faint lights from a building emerged dimly.
A moment later, the carriage drew near the city limits.
Five “Pseudo-Dragon Guards” began encircling above, hovering around the carriage.
At that moment, a guard riding a “Winged Dragon” also flew over the carriage.
Clad in silver armor, holding a long spear.
“Stop the carriage, state your purpose,” the guard atop the Winged Dragon demanded coldly.
The carriage slowed down.
A brown-haired man, leaning out from the carriage, squeezed out a smile and began to explain, “I’m a member of Lord Aerygon’s Alliance, and I have important matters to report to him.”
The guard glanced at the carriage, noting there were only two people including the coachman, posing no apparent danger.
He then said, “Approach the city wall and wait, I’ll go and notify.”
“Alright, alright!”
The Winged Dragon rider took off again, flying directly over the city wall into the city.
Before long, the city gates opened.
The brown-haired man was ushered inside.
Inside the Lord’s Mansion.
Aerygon, a handsome blonde, yawned as he sat in a chair to one side.
Clearly, he had been woken from his sleep.
Aerygon glanced at the man who entered and said, “What is it that couldn’t wait until morning?”
Without even sitting down, the man immediately said, “Hierarch, the Air Elemental scroll you entrusted to me last time has been sold.”
“Sold?” Aerygon furrowed his brows.
“Yes, a Chinese man, male, a Thunder Elemental mage, wealthy, with 15 blue weapons, fitting the criteria you were looking for,” the man reported.
“Oh? Who is this person? Have you kept in touch with him?”
“This person, um, is a bit special,” the man hesitated and continued, “The scroll was bought by Fang Hao, who ranks first; I cannot confirm if he is the person you’re looking for.”
Aerygon’s eyes widened, instantly waking up.
Fang Hao?
How did my bait catch him?
After the last investigation with the Lizardmen ended in vain, any leads on Fu Lei had been lost.
All information couldn’t be connected.
Wadey had provided the name Fu Lei, allied with the Lizardmen camp.
The Dragon Clan then went to the ‘Southern Lands’ Lizardmen and the ‘Northern Lands’ Lizardmen forces.
Neither side had this transmigrator.
Especially the ‘Northern Lands’ Lizardmen, the transmigrator was not of Asian descent, so there couldn’t be a person named Fu Lei.
After several days with no leads.
Aerygon discussed a strategy with the Dragon Clan.
The target was Chinese, skilled in Thunder Elemental Magic.
So they procured a Thunder Elemental Skills scroll and sold it in the channel.
This scroll had actually started selling two days ago, and there were many interested buyers, but they were just filtering through the candidates.
Those intending to buy were dismissed for various reasons.
Only today, they finally targeted Fang Hao.
Apart from his name not fitting, all other conditions were met.
Chinese, Thunder Elemental, reportedly, his camp held Undead.
This remarkably pointed to him.
Aerygon frowned, pondered for a while, and continued, “Did he say whether it was for his own use or for someone else?”
“After completing the transaction, I tried contacting him, but he did not respond to me; it seems he’s not keen on communicating with others,” the man answered.
Once the transaction was complete, they automatically became friends.
For a period of time, private messages would not be blocked.
The man, having traded with Fang Hao, attempted to contact him to gather more intelligence.
But it seemed Fang Hao was uninterested in engaging, having exhausted his public chat quota and not responding.
Feeling the significance of this matter, it presented another opportunity for distinction.
He rushed to Aerygon’s place in the middle of the night.
Aerygon, after pondering a while, reconsidered everything from the beginning.
Then said, “Stay here for now, tomorrow I’ll take you to meet the Dragon Clan.”
“Oh, alright.”
…
The next day, early morning.
In the spacious hall.
Aerygon and the brown-haired man sat on chairs to one side.
Opposite them sat the silver-haired Dragon lady, Beata.
After Aerygon had recounted the matter, he said, “Ms. Beata, now we just need to confirm if Fang Hao’s appearance matches the person we met, then we can confirm his identity.”
Beata nodded, quite satisfied with Aerygon’s approach.
Everyone hopes to have a smart subordinate.
Beata asked, “How do we confirm the appearance?”
“We can look for clues from other transmigrators.”