Chapter 1100: Chapter 1098: Dragon Summit Inn (22)
No wonder itâs different from the previous models Iâve been briefed on.
Facing Gerardâs statement, Fu Qian seemed to ponder for a moment.
Mermaid, Fishmen, these terms seemed to carry a wonderful distinction.
Unfortunately, brother Gerard clearly did not intend to explain in detail.
âSorry everyone, thorough preparation is always the first priority in hunting.â
The next moment, he looked around, his demeanor full of triumph.
But neither Ailina nor the Ji Family party had any rebuttal to this.
At this moment, the struggle outside had clearly escalated to a fever pitch.
Under the Ancient Dragonâs fierce struggle, its body was increasingly being dragged to the ground by more and more tentacles, with no chance of breaking free in sight.
And from Gerardâs leisurely demeanor, it seemed he was in no hurry to bear the brunt of the rage, choosing instead to let the two parties tangle a little longer.
âMr. Lu, are you feeling alright? Although I had to use the Anchor on you, I must thank you for your help just now; otherwise, it wouldnât have gone so smoothly.â
Having silenced his rivals, he once again turned his gaze to the iron anchor anchoring Fu Qian.
âOf course, creatures that solely dare to launch a sneak attack, donât dream of even scratching my garment.â
Fu Qianâs resolve, naturally unmatched by Ailina and the others, responded with a cold huff to the half-hearted concern.
âŠPlease check yourself before you speak, although itâs true that your garment isnât damaged.
Ailina, contemplating escape, had an indescribable expression upon hearing Fu Qianâs reply.
It had proven that her intuition earlier was correct; the tumultuous torrent was not merely a visual effect.
Although it left no trace on the stained glass, and indeed, as this hoodlum claimed, his garment was unscathed, at this moment, an abnormal shade of grey-white was distinctly emerging upon him.
As if the concept called life was being washed away from his flesh.
And this change was still spreading.
For a moment, Ailina couldnât help but doubt whether her former ally even had the ability to stand up.
Especially with the binding of the Anchor.
âThatâs good to hear. Iâll go handle a few trifles first and will visit later.â
Clearly, Gerard seemed to agree, as he signaled the others to start moving with a sneer, without the slightest intention of leaving someone to watch, completely unworried about the Extraordinary Item being taken.
Amidst the composure, he even chose to use the main door instead of breaking out the window as he had on the way in.
And until the entire Siren team disappeared, the song of the caged head was still clear as if it were ringing in the ears.
âTheyâve finally learned some manners.â
And observing this scene, Fu Qian nodded slightly with satisfaction the next moment.
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Amirâs party seemed to really have nothing to say, but their actions were conclusive; without a word, they left.
Clearly, they werenât going to help execute the trapped prey, and the only consolation was that they, too, chose the front door.
âWhat about you guys?â
The grand hall that had been bustling just a moment ago was suddenly devoid of people, and Fu Qian turned back, looking at the only remaining Ailina and her party.
âIt seems we donât have much to do⊠Are you sure you donât need any help, Mr. Lu?â
Ailinaâs last question clearly showed that she had made a significant decision before asking.
The man before her, now effectively a captive, would definitely offend the Siren if they truly offered help.
This is definitely not a good thing for our team.
Of course, she didnât think she could be of much help either, at most she could pass a message for this person, but unfortunatelyâŠ
âWhat? Even you are trying to fool me?â
The next moment, however, the figure on the Golden Throne frowned, his gaze sharp.
I shouldnât have spoken out of turnâŠ
Ailina sighed deeply, whatever happens, she has done her duty, let him be!
But during the time it took to utter those few sentences, his body was as if covered with a layer of stone skin, and she no longer paid attention to this, instead rising to her feet, with Cross and Lorin following in almost identical movements.
However, at this very moment, the light filtering through the broken windows on the walls suddenly turned into an intensely blinding blue and white, followed by a deafening roar.
At first, it wasnât even clear what had happened, but a dire instinct of extreme danger came over her; Ailina, startled, emitted rings of light from her body and instinctively moved closer to Lorin.
Luckily, a more vast halo of light also swept over them from Lorinâs direction, enveloping her and Cross within it.
Lorin reacted a split second faster, which allowed them to survive.
The next moment, all the stained glass windows around the great hall shattered into fragments, bits flying chaotically.
And looking out in any direction, the outside was a jungle composed of countless silver serpentine lightning.
Heaven-piercing and earth-penetrating, the entire surrounding area was engulfed.
Under this terrifying heavenly might, even the great hall in front of them provided no protection whatsoever; electrical arcs crossed through various gaps, rampaging wildly.
Fortunately, Lorinâs light aura, as vast as the ocean, was astonishingly defensive. Though each strike caused a tremor, it held steadily against them.
âWhatâs going on?â
It felt like an incredibly long time before the Lightning Jungle finally started to recede and dissipate.
Ailina, barely settling her shaken spirit, looked at the ravaged surroundings and muttered to herself subconsciously.
âHmm⊠seems it was misfired.â
Unexpectedly, someone actually responded to her.
She quickly turned her head and saw Mr. Lu evaluating something in the distance thoughtfully, not even changing his sitting posture.
âYou⊠are you alright?â
Although she didnât understand the meaning of misfired at the moment, his excessively steadfast posture genuinely frightened Ailina a bit.
âWho says? Gold is an excellent conductor.â
The person in question snorted, clearly disagreeing with her.
ââŠSo what exactly do you mean by misfired?â
The guy himself was powerful and could withstand the recent attack, which wasnât too surprising.
With the situation having suddenly changed, Ailina naturally wouldnât be preoccupied with such details and quickly turned her focus to the main issue.
âI actually thought youâd be more concerned about who made the attack.â
Fu Qian looked at her somewhat surprised.
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However, this time he was a bit more merciful. Faced with Ailinaâs silence, he scornfully pointed his chin toward the distance.
âThat attack just now was actually quite effective for executing prey, but it seems your hunting target hasnât suffered much firepower, rather itâs the surrounding area thatâs been plowed over.â
Executed prey, but it was misfired?
This overly bizarre combination of concepts undeniably left Ailina stunned, but the next moment, a certain thought made her scalp tingle as if struck by lightning.
âIs it Sirenâs people, Kelson is here?â
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