Facing an Ancient God for a Year Chapter 284: Bottled Prisoner (Eight)1

Chapter 284: Chapter 284: Bottled Prisoner (Eight)_1

Sin Seekers…

Fu Qian didn’t answer but forcefully changed the subject. Ailina stared at him with her reddened eyes for a full half a minute.

She had already felt that this guy was quite special, but he turned out to be even more mysterious than she had imagined.

Under the scorching of the Sinfla, her mind had already begun to be affected, torn by a strange greed.

However, she eventually took a deep breath and suppressed the chaos within her heart.

“Sin Seekers will not appear imdiately, only after soone finds the Goddess Statue and purifies their sins will he descend upon this place,” she said.

“As for my condition…”

She examined her own hands and then glanced at the debris on the ground.

“It’s not too bad, as long as Patrick hasn’t been too lazy, the Sinfla should still be less vigorous than his.”

Everyone had secrets, and faced with this master of unknown origin, she decided not to probe any further.

The thing on the ground clearly had an extre thirst for flesh and blood, disguising itself as the Goddess of Sin and Punishnt, presumably to deceive the unsuspecting into “shaking hands” with it.

If Fu Qian hadn’t acted promptly, Cross would have been the one ensnared.

The latter certainly didn’t have the ability to conjure an arm out of thin air. If really ensnared, he would likely lose his combat effectiveness.

Let alone the fact that Fu Qian stealthily seized it and tossed it right under the teammate’s attack, killing it outright.

Soone finds the Goddess, and then Sin Seekers will be summoned?

If I were Patrick, I would certainly hope that no one could find the statue.

After listening to Ailina’s explanation, Fu Qian didn’t say anything, just nodded lightly.

When the task hadn’t refreshed earlier, he imdiately knew that the figure before him was fake, which is why he directly manipulated a false hand to reach out.

It proved that the creature wasn’t too intelligent.

Additionally, reassuringly, Ailina clearly understood the consensus of cooperation.

The reason she hesitated earlier was clearly out of surprise, weighing whether to take advantage of the opportunity to take out this potential rival.

And after the hesitation, she still deed it more beneficial to the situation to save him rather than letting him perish prematurely.

As ntioned earlier, this kind of consensus on situational judgnt is the only basis for cooperation.

And when it is ti to start an internal conflict, that mont will naturally be known, without the need for verbal communication.

“There’s nothing else here.”

In an unspoken understanding, it was Cross who broke the silence.

Using the ti he had, he had searched the room thoroughly but found nothing.

“Shall we return the way we ca?” Ailina asked, looking at Fu Qian.

“Yes, but just wait a mont,” he replied.

In the puzzled looks of the two, Fu Qian stepped forward and crouched down.

Before the fake goddess died, her body had already completely deford.

The remains now sprawled on the ground like a giant withered flower, sprouting from the stone floor.

Disgusting yet bizarre.

Fu Qian grabbed the dry flower and gave a strong pull.

Crash!

The dry flower was uprooted, bringing with it nurous loose stones.

What are you doing?

Ailina and Cross both frowned, then the next mont, looked incredulously at the ground below.

The position where the remains had been uprooted showed that the stone bricks had already been shredded to pieces by the flapping mbrane; that’s how the loose stones ca to be.

Struggling, the creature had once tried to burrow into the ground, which wasn’t really surprising.

What was unbelievable though, was that amidst the broken stones, a faint light was now seeping through.

Is there sothing else below?

Cross instantly understood and imdiately smashed it with his hamr.

A small hole appeared, showing clearly that there was a regular space below.

“This really is a Broken Land,” said Fu Qian, staring at the hole that had been smashed open, talking to himself.

Earlier, he had also noticed the thing trying to flee underground, which is why he casually checked it out.

It proved that searching corpses was a good habit.

“It must be a special spatial overlap, below is the interior of another building.”

At this mont, Ailina also ca to her senses and said in a deep voice, looking at the scene.

“The reason why this Forbidden Area is called the Broken Lands is precisely because it is filled with chaotic spatial gatherings, extrely unstable.”

“And here it will only be more severe. It’s not strange for this to happen. Shall we go down and have a look?”

“Whatever you say, just act according to your experience.”

Fu Qian’s attitude was quite amiable.

“Then let’s go down.”

Ailina quickly ca to a conclusion.

Having been forced into combat recently, she was undoubtedly in a precarious state at the mont, and finding the Goddess Statue as soon as possible would definitely be a good thing.

The professional vanguard, Cross, clearly understood this too; upon her command, he promptly started hamring away.

Soon, the hole was enlarged enough to fit a person through, and after confirming the height, Cross was the first to jump down.

Ailina followed closely behind, with Fu Qian bringing up the rear.

The space below was rather spacious and the drop from where they jumped was not far from the ground.

Almost the instant Fu Qian touched the ground, a faint sound of a ringing chi was heard.

Fu Qian, not surprised at all, stepped aside, dodging a fierce slash of sword light.

Facing this sudden twist, Ailina and the others were clearly taken aback, not expecting soone to be lying in ambush below.

“Backstabbing is not the way of a Swordsman.”

Fu Qian said casually, looking at the figure not far away.

After the unsuccessful strike, the attacker neither pursued nor fled, but stood still, retracting his move,

It was a tall figure dressed in black tight clothes, wrapped up tightly from head to toe.

Even the head was covered with a black hood, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes, while in his arms was a curved long saber.

And most striking was the intense, startling dark red fla that enveloped his body.

How many people has he killed to have such a Sinfla!

Fu Qian watched and couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration.

It turned out that Ailina’s worries about Sin Seekers were indeed superfluous; she wasn’t even the one being pursued.

“There’s no need to adhere to a frontal confrontation for those who sneak behind,”

said the Black-clad Swordsman, his tone devoid of any emotion.

We appeared too abruptly, so he must have thought we were here to ambush him, thus striking first to gain the advantage?

Although it was just one sentence, Fu Qian instantly understood.

“How may I address this noble warrior?”

“Yun,”

the Black-clad Swordsman uttered a single word.

This is the deanor of a true master!

Fu Qian was impressed, while Cross couldn’t hold back any longer.

Even though the opponent’s Sinfla was terrifying, he still clenched his teeth and wielded his hamr, positioning himself in front of Ailina.

However, the Swordsman nad Yun’s gaze never left Fu Qian.

“You are very strong,”

he said after a long while.

You’ve got quite an eye!

In dodging that sword just now, though Fu Qian did not display any exaggerated speed, be it the angle, the landing spot, or even the use of every muscle fiber, it was all perfect.

This was a response only possible for one who had mastery over his body to the limit.

“However, you still didn’t run. It seems you are prepared to die.”

Fu Qian flexed his wrist.

“It’s fine,”

the tone of the Black-clad Swordsman still had no fluctuations.

“This is, after all, my death trap.”