The sudden heavenly tribunal, stemming from the fear of typhoid fever given to the Prison Angel Commander when in Shangjing, was almost a certainty.
And it seed that the joke with Chief Yuan at that ti turned into a prophecy, as a teor shower indeed ca.
The re Instant Thousand Strikes of the Prison Angel Commander, of course, wouldn’t have such an effect.
At that ti, Fu Qian could clearly count the nineteen repetitions when the opponent destroyed their twin swords and retreated.
Multiply that number by the Graceful Release’s three, which is exactly fifty-seven strikes.
So many teors falling from the sky indeed created a visual feast, but the true excitent behind it was even more vibrant than it seed.
The Second Phase Transcendent, the sacred embodint of the Prison Angel Commander, would actually hide in the Academy Benevolence Departnt?
Having so secrets for an old organization is quite normal.
But the currently most sensitive identity of the Prison Angel Commander isn’t so Second Phase, but being an "accomplice" of the Needle Witch Kelin.
Compared to Chief Yuan’s beautiful hope for organizational purity, Fu Qian held no such sentint in matters like these.
Thus, the confrontation in Shangjing, even though the final outco seed to have proven special equilibrium without any real evidence.
Fu Qian, who would not easily deny himself, still naturally took it as a tacit ga with Night Watchman Corin.
Therefore, the identity of the Prison Angel Commander was firmly placed in the Needle Witch’s camp.
Under such circumstances, it’s not so strange that the Destiny teor bombed whichever base or even the headquarters of the Night Watchman.
The result was that after the attacker ran away, they hid in the Academy, performing a chest-shattering big star act for themselves?
Especially at the Benevolence Institute, where talents are withering?
The wonders of the world indeed challenge human imagination.
...
So why is it?
Could the Prison Angel Commander actually be a hidden expert at the Benevolence Institute, secluded in ditation without interest in fa or gain?
Or perhaps it’s so forbidden collection, like what Lie Wen encountered at Night Holy City before?
Or is there sothing in the Benevolence Institute that makes it feel it can protect itself under the Destiny teor?
For a mont, many speculations rose in Fu Qian’s mind, yet he didn’t rush to verify.
The reason is simple, he didn’t think Lord Angel could still answer his questions.
It wasn’t because he ran away.
Just like when he answered Miss Liushuang, "To us, it is an illusion."
Perhaps there is no impact on the surroundings, but to the target, the teor is a true judgnt of fate.
In fact, by the ti the third strike landed, sothing special had already appeared—
Holy and brilliant, sharp as a needle.
At that mont, dozens or even hundreds of spikes suddenly exploded from inside the Benevolence Departnt, piercing out from all directions.
Like a sacred tree breaking through obstacles, suddenly growing into form.
With a simple judgnt of the direction, one could realize that the source should still be deeper underground.
It’s easy to imagine this as a special reaction or resistance born from the teor bombardnt.
Unfortunately, this bloom was crushed in an instant.
Strike after strike of teors pounded on this presud last stand without pause, breaking every spike and turning them into scattering feathers.
Even from a bit of a distance, you could vaguely feel that a high-level Transcendent, who once interacted with you, had already completely collapsed with this scene.
Any more teors after were just flogging a dead horse.
...
Is it really just gone like that? Is this really the more you fear death, the more you will die?
There is at least seventy to eighty percent confidence that Lord Angel has already fallen.
Facing this achievent, the mastermind Professor Fu was briefly overwheld by a sense of being excessively kind.
Stacking the Instant Thousand Strikes with Graceful Release, dropping dozens of Destiny teors together is quite an exaggeration, but wasn’t this resistance a bit too weak?
Under the teor’s special lock, the previously shown concealnt ability’s ineffectiveness can be understood, but Corin, skilled in spatial abilities, didn’t even try to help escape?
"Is it over?"
As Fu Qian quietly pondered, Ji Liushuang beside him finally regained the ability to speak.
And as she said, the last teor had already crashed to the ground, and the night sky returned to its deep darkness.
In just a blink of an eye, it demonstrated the fleeting nature of prosperity.
So much so that Ji Liushuang’s subconscious question carried an unwitting sigh of fireworks fading away.
"What were those spikes?"
But just in an instant, this little sentint was dismissed as she returned to the terrifying scene from before.
"Different from the teor, it seed to affect the surroundings; I wonder if Professor Ah Kai and the others were hurt."
And her concern was not without reason.
Unlike the teors, which had been proven to be illusions, the destructive power of those spikes was palpable; they truly pierced through the Benevolence Institute.
If anyone were indeed inside, it’s truly hard to say what condition they might be in.
"Just take a look and you’ll know."
And facing Ji Liushuang’s doubts, Fu Qian directly walked over to open the door, even signaling for her to follow.
With such a big commotion, it’s only normal to go check it out.
Miss Liushuang didn’t imdiately suggest doing so, obviously because of the earlier coincidence—
She had just asked if there were any abnormal celestial phenona, and then a teor shower crashed in front of her; speaking the truth into existence had never felt so true.
She was probably worried about whether she had any involvent, perhaps not quite willing to rush over and join the excitent.
But actually, this thought was sowhat disrupted by care; for the temporary leader of Heaven’s Comncent Institute, not to take a look after such a big commotion, wouldn’t that be even more suspicious?
"Okay."
And at this point, seeing Professor Fu being so upright, Ji Liushuang was even more encouraged and nodded to follow.
...
"Professor Fu."
Fu Qian and Ji Liushuang weren’t the first to arrive.
Such a big commotion, it’s impossible not to draw attention, not to ntion a group of curious researchers.
Although the onlookers were just a handful, it was rare excitent for the Benevolence Institute.
Among them was Professor Ah Kai.
Having just achieved a new breakthrough, he stood there disoriented, staring at the building until the corner of his eye caught sight of Fu Qian, and his spirits lifted as he greeted him.
"Is there anyone still inside?"
Fu Qian nodded slightly, confirming personnel damage directly without wasting any words.
Considering that Professor Ah Kai usually slept in his office, he probably ran out from inside.
And although there was no sign of more human activity from this position, given the Benevolence Institute’s mysterious thods, perception might not always be that reliable.
"Probably not, the other professors are accustod to doing research at ho and only co when needed..."
Ah Kai shook his head, indicating there was no need for excessive worry.
"But you still seem awfully worried."
This was no doubt good news, prompting Ji Liushuang to inquire with one question.
"The docunts and manuscripts, my things are all inside..."
And this had clearly struck a chord with Professor Ah Kai, as his tone was full of grief while he muttered to himself.
"Understandable."
Sympathizing with such misfortune, Fu Qian casually expressed his condolences, reaching out to pick a long feather off Ah Kai’s sleeve.
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