Chapter 854: Chapter 852: Ignition (26) Chapter 854: Chapter 852: Ignition (26) Truly decisive in killing and battle!
Feeling the odd changes around him, Fu Qian issued a heartfelt admiration.
Indeed, it turned out that he wasn’t the only one who favored acceleration.
By this ti, Ballard and his team probably had not yet completed their scorched earth mission.
The rapid arrival of the Hunting Squad was so exaggerated; it indicated that they were not forced into a desperate situation and taking risks out of necessity.
They almost certainly knew this was a trap, yet when Yuan Fang wanted to use himself as bait, they decided to turn the tables.
The strategy was the ultimate in acting swiftly to counter swift moves, to take advantage of the ti difference while Ballard and his team were gathering their people and minimize the risk.
Deservedly so, the organization that led humanity out of the darkness relied on more than just brute force.
And from what he could currently sense, Fu Qian did not think that Xiung could “observe” anything through him, which ant the information they could obtain was rely his movent trajectory and his condition.
In such a situation, to make such a decision, Xiung had a much more comprehensive understanding of this world than he did.
Even so, such action was still incredibly risky, all for Old Master Logan’s sake.
…
And just as he was reflecting on the concern others had for their staff, a burly figure appeared to the left of Fu Qian and imdiately locked onto him.
Truly cautious, always Puppets to pave the way.
Ignoring those bell-like eyes, Fu Qian squinted slightly, surveying the space behind the half-Demigod.
Anothing distortion twisted into existence, as if tearing through the Void, another figure appeared.
Pale-faced, weak, and feeble, it was none other than Old Master Xiung.
“Welco.”
In such a scene, Fu Qian nodded slightly.
His deanor of welcoming a friend from afar clearly did not put Xiung at ease, but made him scan the surroundings with even greater vigilance.
No matter how you looked at it, this guy shouldn’t be so calm.
“What do you think?”
Fu Qian didn’t pay any attention to his emotions but casually pointed at the golden, layered tongue in the center, speaking as if he were making idle chat.
“…And you?”
Xiung obviously knew more but had no interest in idle chatter, giving the coffin a glance before choosing to respond with a question.
“Not sure, but it’s clearly lit up.”
Fu Qian was sowhat disappointed by his attitude, but he graciously didn’t take offense and seriously comnted.
…
“Also, it really is just here, you can let them co in now.”
Seeing Xiung silent, Fu Qian pointed outside.
“Don’t worry, your two teammates aren’t dead. We’re not people who kill indiscriminately.”
Hearing Fu Qian say this, Xiung’s eyes suddenly lit up.
“Of course, if you’re worried, you can go out and check.”
“What are you thinking?”
Fu Qian looked puzzled, pointing at the stone sarcophagus in the center.
“I an, co on in quickly, I want to observe the operation.”
…
“You ca in first to confirm the situation, right? This should be what you want to see, right? And there’s no one else here but .”
“Because of an entity known as the Prophet, the natives who are in action will soon know what’s happening here. You wouldn’t want to finish everything just to go out and find yourselves the center of attention, would you?”
“Aren’t you going out?”
Xiung seed quite reluctant to have Fu Qian here as a spectator, but everything Fu Qian said was undoubtedly true.
After a stare that lasted several seconds, he finally nodded, his tone neutral.
“Fine,” Fu Qian said, “I’ll have Stoss finish them off quickly.”
“Such a teachable young one.”
Fu Qian looked pleased.
Old Master Xiung truly deserved the role of the team’s brain, apparently using his own mark to enter first and confirm the situation, including any ambushes.
And upon discovering that he was indeed alone, this individual was still not satisfied and wanted to use Akasha and the others to threaten Fu Qian, pushing him to leave and save them. This would allow them to fight monsters with peace of mind.
What a joke, why had he co in the first place?
Although Yuan Fang’s idea was sowhat ambiguous and even clearly left room for Fu Qian to flee the battle, there was absolutely no way he would leave.
And what about the lives of Akasha and her companion?
Everyone must be accountable for their own choices.
Curiosity killed the cat, and this phrase did not beco invalid just because you turned into a spider or a dog.
Those two didn’t even have this awareness and dared to satisfy their curiosity?
As for the risk of Stoss and the others coming in and ganging up on him?
They had done it before, hadn’t they? If Xiung was so confident, why waste ti trying to persuade him to leave?
…
Even though it was clearly their own surprise troops breaking through the trap, seeing Fu Qian so impervious, with an attitude of watching flowers bloom and fade, Old Master Xiung felt an uncontrollable anger, his years of self-cultivation nearly collapsing.
But no matter what, the guy still made sense.
The key point of this operation was the difference in timing, only by moving quickly could they minimize the risk, not a second could be wasted.
With gritted teeth, Xiung finally made up his mind.
Seconds later, two more spaces twisted in succession, and two figures appeared, one hot and one cold.
The hot one was undoubtedly Old Master Stoss. This Divine Envoy was blazing, with even his hair standing straight up as if the fire god had descended.
As for the ice… Fu Qian looked at Aike, who had returned to her doll-like face. The right side of her body was covered in Bai Shuang, and one could even see several torn wounds, which made her look far more ragged than Stoss.
He got it, the two of them had surprisingly similar targets.
Fu Qian instantly understood.
Clearly faced with a sudden and powerful opponent, whether to flee for their lives or to fight to the death, Akasha and her companion had made the exact sa decision, which was to strike at the weaker one first, naturally targeting Demigod Aike.
“This guy…”
Being in such a sorry state, Demigod Aike was clearly not in a good mood.
She recognized Fu Qian imdiately and, after checking her surroundings, she looked at Xiung with an inquiring gaze, as if asking how to deal with the situation.
“No need to bother.”
Old Master Xiung, truly embodying the deanor of a general, indicated they should not pay attention to such a trifle.
“I’ll keep an eye on him.”
“… Alright.”
With the leader saying so, Aike frowned but ultimately did not raise any objections.
And perhaps because his previous trump card had been mysteriously dissolved, Old Master Stoss did not even voice an opinion; he just looked at Fu Qian with a head that seed about to burst into flas at any mont, his expression profound.
“Anything else?”
Despite facing a powerful scrutiny, Fu Qian remained enthusiastic.
…
Old Master Xiung truly seed to want to smack this guy to death.
But the next mont, he turned his gaze away and took out another fla talisman.
Without hesitation, he crushed it. Next, he extended his palm forward as if touching sothing in the Void.
After a short mont, he seed to find sothing, pulling it backward.
And as he did so, a bizarre scent spread.
A massive lump of sothing slowly appeared in mid-air, then fell to the ground like a lump of mud.
Long ti no see, Old Master Logan.
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