It’s also because that troubleso fla, once engaged with him in a one-on-one situation without support, it’s easy to have no way back.
Unlike the knowledge base owned by the giant dragon, Yang Yu has no way to see the enemy’s panel through the mory Crystal.
The attributes possessed by the [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval can only be known by approaching the scene.
Rewatching the battle in the mory Crystal, Yang Yu morized each skill that appeared and discussed with Bai Jin and others how to respond to those skills.
About an hour or two later, Lotcar returned with Dream Moon, clearing her burden.
An hour or two is neither long nor short, and Yang Yu can see that this father and daughter, separated for long, have erased the gap between them within a short period.
Thus, Yang Yu officially handed over the task of teaching Xin Mang transformation to Dream Moon.
With companions aboard Lotcar, Yang Yu bid farewell to Xin Mang and Dream Moon, whom he encountered by chance:
"Ti is pressing, we won’t rest much more, leaving the rest to you, Miss Dream Moon.
Miss Xin Mang, I wish for you to soon master transformation and contribute your strength to this world."
Nodding while speaking, Xin Mang also expressed her questions:
"...It was said before, that it was just a legend.
But you seem convinced that the legend is true.
It confounded midway, not knowing what to do.
Do you know sothing?"
"Perhaps!
You will definitely transform.
If not, it simply ans your strength is not enough yet.
Oh, when you transform, you can try to use a belt and strike a cool pose!
It might have a miraculous effect."
"Huh?"
"For beginners, relying on certain actions or things, focusing consciousness on them, finding a sense of security, can reduce the pressure of transformation."
"Seems to make so sense..."
"We won’t stay long; see you again if fate permits!"
Yang Yu waved goodbye to the two, and Lotcar also said farewell to his daughter whom he rarely t.
This adventure, who knows when it will reach its end.
But it doesn’t matter when the end is reached; seeing his daughter’s growth, Lotcar felt relieved a lot.
The only worry is whether his daughter can find soone she can entrust her life to.
Previously, Lotcar had ntioned introducing his daughter to Yang Yu, not rely as a joke, but Yang Yu had already found soone in his heart, so he could do nothing.
Lotcar was never soone who forced others.
Dream Moon has beco strong; she has enough capacity to decide her life, leaving the rest to herself, it’s no longer his place to speak.
Resuming his steps, Lotcar took Yang Yu and the others to the front lines.
On the other side, [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval had just conquered a city.
In the past few weeks, [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval led the large army deep into the heart of the Wansheng Republic, like a sharp knife, carving a long cut on the map of the Wansheng Republic.
The conquest process was exceptionally smooth, so much so that he assud other places would go as smoothly as he did.
Unfortunately, a few days ago, an unbelievable piece of intelligence reached his ears, making him realize the conquest of this world isn’t as simple as he imagined.
This war had just started when Tian Hanxue, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, was already captured.
The Demon King instructed him to continue advancing plans, while paying attention to that person’s movents, and if traces of that person were found, notify them first.
Among the many informations provided by the Demon King, [Red Fla Monarch] heard an interesting intelligence: the man who defeated Tian Hanxue was none other than the Colorful-haired Masked Man who once thrived during the war between Wansheng Republic and Luo Ze Empire.
Walking through the wide streets, the city’s residents hid in houses motionless, dared not utter a sound, fearing they would be caught by the evil Demon Clan, swallowed whole.
Reducing the burning fla on his body, [Red Fla Monarch] saw a roadside stall selling various trinkets related to the Colorful-haired Masked Man.
He slowly approached, and the officers around hurriedly followed.
On the small stall were colorful sculptures, wooden carvings, chess pieces, masks, and other small trinkets of the Colorful-haired Masked Man.
Though small, it was comprehensive.
Picking up a clay sculpture, [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval scrutinized it closely; indeed, it bore so resemblance to the person described in intelligence.
"Whose stall is this?" [Red Fla Monarch] asked.
The empty street echoed no response to his voice, [Red Fla Monarch] asked again:
"Whose stall is this? If no one answers, I won’t be polite! My patience has limits!"
Avoiding implicating the city’s people, the stall owner summoned courage, opened the door, and knelt in front of [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval:
"This is my stall. I don’t know what the lord wants from , but I implore the lord to spare everyone except , I am willing to bear all consequences!"
The stall owner’s death-defiant stance made [Red Fla Monarch] flash a satisfied smile, saying:
"Tell , how much do you think your stall is worth? Answer truthfully!"
Weighing his thoughts, the stall owner truthfully replied: "Most toys here are for children and worthless, but clay sculptures and more noble copper goods are quite costly; altogether, it’s at least worth three to four thousand."
[Red Fla Monarch] gestured slightly to his subordinates who promptly understood and tossed sufficient Gold Coin before the stall owner.
"Everything here, I am buying it all. See if the paynt is enough?" [Red Fla Monarch] said.
Surprised, the stall owner didn’t count the money imdiately and hurriedly said: "Enough, definitely enough."
[Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval stretched his hand towards the stall, his palm emitted a tuft of flaming fire, and in an instant, the stall showcasing various Colorful Hair Masks burned fiercely, turning to ashes.
Everything related to the Colorful-haired Masked Man vanished into thin air, [Red Fla Monarch] contentedly resud his steps through the city.
Walking a few steps, suddenly from an alley, a little boy erged wearing the Colorful-haired Masked Man mask and holding a wooden sword, blocking [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval’s path:
"Wait for !
I saw everything you did just now.
I definitely won’t allow you to insult our hero like that!
I want to duel with you!
Even if I can’t win, I must duel with you!"
Though trembling slightly, the little boy’s voice was resolute.
Seeing the little boy before him, [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval recalled his own youth.
Back then, he was just as reckless, just as unaware of what was above and below!
A long sword struck into the ground, a unique magic power centered on [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval gradually spread, collapsing surrounding buildings under its force, the little boy too was blown away several ters, sprawling on the ground.
[Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval nonchalantly walked past the boy, speaking to the boy still conscious:
"So things are powerful beyond your imagination.
You’re not mature enough now, but I appreciate your heart; if decades later you still have confidence to challenge , feel free to co and avenge today’s grievance!"
After speaking, [Red Fla Monarch] Ammonval led the troop away without turning back, heading to the next strategic location.
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