No wonder he’s one of the young people I’ve been optimistic about.
I vaguely rember hearing that not all demigods can transform into their mythical forms.
Fu Qian certainly wouldn’t interpret Su Gao’s sudden change as an explosion of accumulated negative effects triggered by the ark’s exposure.
With rich experience in high-tier Transcendent battles, I’ve seen transformation scenes more than once when unable to win.
Although it hasn’t reached a level where one dare not look directly at her, Su Gao’s porcelain-like transformation offers much more than a retro look.
It’s a power release closer to her own essence.
Sharper, fiercer, and more fragile...
Fu Qian had no doubt that at this mont, if she struck with a sword, it wouldn’t be easy for to handle.
The Ark should be the sa.
With real indifference, the mont this transformation was complete, Su Gao already handed the sword from her right hand to her left, then struck with a sword in an unusual posture.
Is my left hand actually faster than my right?
Although he could completely track the trajectory of this sword, a classic line still appeared in Fu Qian’s mind at that mont.
Light, mist, this space seemingly sealed for a thousand years, at that mont, all began to tremble under this sword.
...
Originally estimated, wanting to get out after entering such a place was likely to be more difficult.
And indeed, under Su Gao’s sword, one could vaguely feel the toughness of this space.
But unfortunately, the Wall-Breaker is also different from the past.
I, the might of Demigod Su, can your treacherous deeds hide!
After just a glance at that bizarre scene vibrating again like a string and the rapidly expanding gap from a point, Fu Qian imdiately focused on the sowhat shrinking half-ticket child.
Classmate Su’s efficiency is truly high, and I must hurry up.
And it seems this one really isn’t very intelligent.
"Look here."
The next mont, Fu Qian directly greeted, making a shooting gesture with his hand.
Boom—
Even sothing truly got launched.
Dozens to a hundred black-red tendrils surged directly from the arm and stopped neatly less than ten centiters from the target’s body.
This move hasn’t been used for so ti.
Being satisfied with his control, Fu Qian manipulated the ends of several tendrils of the Biochemical Demon Arm to form a shooting gesture.
He indeed wasn’t prepared to kill the opponent, just scaring the little one.
As for the purpose?
The next mont, an inhuman scream finally ca from that deford body, and the sharp long claw was also aid this way and tore continuously.
Each fingertip spouted dark red flesh like worms, confronting the tendrils, trying to drive away the threat before them.
"Go?"
Su Gao’s voice tily arrived, and in the corner of the eye, a gap similar to the one on the way in was slowly but firmly expanding.
"Go."
Casually responded, confirming that Su Gao had already jumped out, Fu Qian retracted the tendrils and took another look at the face of the half-ticket child.
Is he really an old acquaintance?
Carrying a piece of vaguely verified information, Fu Qian finally followed through the exiting path that was already closing.
...
Marco from Dunis... indeed bears a resemblance.
The last move wasn’t due to so twisted hobby.
The new child found, compared to its mother, still maintained a decent face, described sowhat as having so semblance of human form.
And the charm carried on its facial features, combined with the extraordinary aura, brought a sense of familiarity from the first mont Fu Qian laid eyes on it.
Unfortunately, this one obviously couldn’t communicate verbally, and had no special reaction upon seeing his own face.
Of course, during the ti in Dunis, he wasn’t using this face, which might have been asking too much.
Initially, Fu Qian intended to pinch the face to see the reaction, but unexpectedly, Demigod Su’s execution was so strong, she directly opened the return path with a sword.
So, only at the last mont, did he try a maneuver similar to Brother Marco’s, testing for any reaction.
As it turns out, the response was indeed cooperative; the move revealed after his provocation was exactly the ultimate skill Marco used when sending the Native Council’s elite off in Dunis.
One can only say it’s truly marvelous.
At that ti, not only did I watch him shatter into pieces with eyes wide open, but it was also explicitly counted as a kill in the final mission summary.
Yet he didn’t die?
Or was it a true rebirth in the sense of climbing out from its mother’s belly?
Or perhaps rely his twin brother?
Let’s not forget that at Silver Mist Manor, I already saw two others with more promise.
Malfoy and Malca, both of whom were demigods, and even upon being shattered, were not counted as kills.
At that ti, I was still puzzled, wondering if there was a Life Protection Box sowhere left behind.
Now it seems, could it be here?
Were they all born in the Ark?
If that’s the case, it seems there’s more to it than just the Mar three brothers.
Can the Mar family even be considered a millennia-old family?
Of course, the most important point, considering all three brothers are elite mbers of the Native Council, it practically confirms the connection of this place with that organization.
"Professor Fu, the position should be correct."
While thoughts raced, Su Gao’s voice ca from the side, tinged with a hint of suspicion.
"But it seems the sky has darkened?"
...
The position is indeed correct, and the sky indeed has darkened.
Just like when entering the Ark earlier, Su Gao was not far away.
And upon her reminder, observing the surroundings, Fu Qian also ca to the identical conclusion.
Firstly, there is no doubt this is still the Benevolence Institute, and suppressed perceptions have fully recovered, both have successfully escaped.
Although an unusual aspect is that after descending two layers in the Ark, the exit turned out not to be the previous underground section, but rather a higher ground.
Even spotting Professor Ah Kai’s office not far off.
In addition, there’s one more thing; the night seems genuinely dark.
Even entering the Ark, the dawn had started, and the light inside was glaringly bright, yet now, looking outside, it’s clearly a scene of deep night.
"Ti, the flow rate inside might have been off."
Retracting his gaze, Fu Qian slightly nodded and casually offered an understanding of the current situation, indicating there was no need to worry about opening the wrong door.
"No rush to go out, let’s check ourselves first."
And taking a look at Su Gao who remained in her mythical form, Fu Qian gestured for her to not worry too much and self-check first before he walked aside and found a place to sit.
"Okay."
Instantly accepting the suggestion, Su Gao finally lowered the sword in her hand.
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