Chapter 1864: Chapter 1859: Seedbed of Instrumental Breeds (14)
Smooth and glossy, the endless chill still constantly radiating outward.
Fu Qian gazed up at the Ice Sea Wallâs odd behavior, even capturing the attention of the Scholar, who had already coughed up blood.
From this Sinnerâs words, it could be discerned that An was still alive.
Even Jill and the others, couldnât help but harbour a slight hope that she wouldnât die so easily.
However, no matter how they scrutinized it, the unsettling blackness on high still revealed nothing special.
"Or if thereâs something you fancy, you can tell me."
But Fu Qian paid no heed to the confounded looks of the others, still gazing there, continuing to speak.
"...Youâre courting death!"
Such a stalemate lasted for mere seconds, just as Jill and the others hesitated, contemplating whether they should flee regardless. A voice indeed emerged from that dark wall.
Though deep and eerie, a hint of Anâs tone could still be discerned.
Moreover, it wasnât merely idle talk. In the next moment, that piercing chill even became visual.
A touch of ash green swiftly seeped within, like mist, like fire, surging from the ice wall.
"Run!"
Having long witnessed the severity, Jill acted even before the shout, in a blink she had already darted out.
At her urging, Li did the same, even running faster due to his skill in Body Technique.
Yet, after fleeing a distance, the two simultaneously halted.
The reason was simple, nowhere to go.
Though this placeâs development seemed absurdly perilous, it still held possible survival opportunities, truly leaving without knowing where to go amid chaos.
Even the Scholar was the same.
Running while coughing, seemingly on the verge of collapse, he forcibly followed suit, and stopped upon pulling a distance.
"Iâm alright, donât be afraid."
Facing the suddenly vigilant gaze of Jill and Li, the next moment the Scholar, panting heavily, waved his hand, revealing a small cloud of fragments.
"I spent a fortune to obtain this purification charm, kept it on me all along, Iâm not going to infect you with anything."
Though he spoke this way, the Scholarâs condition noticeably wasnât good, as Jill and Li slightly relaxed their guard, he almost collapsed sitting beside them, his face devoid of color facing the ice wall.
In the visual field, the silhouette of the Sinner was completely submerged.
One could even see moths full of ominous aura, seemingly burning with green fire, fluttering over to him.
...
Boomââ
From earlier observations, Sinner not only possessed formidable destructive power, but feared neither disease nor curse much.
However, this time, those moths did not merely act as disease spreaders like the previous Fire Snake.
Instead, upon nearing, they unleashed a terrifying impact far beyond imagination.
Not only flames roared, bricks scattered, even forming chain reactions, completely submerging the target.
"Are you really planning to spend your precious remaining time on such trivial matters?"
Sadly, amidst the explosion that seemed to make the entire building tremble, the Sinnerâs voice remained unchanged.
Even waiting for the radiance to dissipate, standing there, the gray prison uniform was still intact, not a speck of ash stained.
As I said.
As the audience marveled at the High-level Extraordinary demeanor, Fu Qian was very satisfied with the development.
Though the explosionâs force was decent, it still didnât penetrate the Blood Conquest ability.
The interest lay in that form of attack.
Though the tonality matched the previous Curse Fire Snakeâs, the core element distinctly had a trace of Brother White, only replacing the small flame with moths.
This alone, the approach can somewhat support the previous speculation, that this guy isnât An, merely borrowing her and Whiteâs bodies to "descend," even stealing some of their abilities.
"Your arrogance is obnoxious."
Though upon reappearance, still pretending with Anâs voice, even if physical form changed.
In the next instant, at the position Fu Qianâs gaze fixed upon, an exaggeratedly large form leapt from the ice wall.
...
Is this, the Plague Dragon?
For the opponentâs appearance, Fu Qian seemed unsurprised, observing the figure soaring overhead.
Wings, long tail, menacingly giant head, its size indeed like a Giant Dragon.
Only from head to toe, wholly delineated by crimson bloodlines, moreover surrounded by bluish-green miasma, decidedly unlike a living being.
Additionally, weightless and ethereal, every contour and texture seemed to contain endless secrets, deterring direct gaze.
Especially several Middle Tier ones.
"Mythical Form, donât look!"
Almost immediately, the Scholar emitted a shrill cry, even collapsing directly.
Though he reacted swiftly, his condition, still not easy to endure.
In the blink of an eye, blood oozed from every visible orifice of his head.
"Arenât you going to figure out why you appeared here?"
Still fixatedly staring above, particularly at the spot the dragonâs voice emanated fromâthe back of the figure where a humanâs upper half delineated by bloodlines stood.
Though silhouette blurred, discernibly a woman.
This Plague Knight is indeed committed, resolutely portraying Miss An to the end.
"Figured it out, sending you to die!"
Surely still the voice from An on the back screamed, meanwhile the grotesque figure hovered mid-air, taking a deep breath.
Boom!
No longer the cliched ash green phosphorescence, what spurted out this time was black like the ice wall.
And no more dull effects like corrosion or explosion, the sensation seemed a depiction of death.
Without evasion, nor activating Blood Conquest, Fu Qian experienced this scouring, silently drawing a conclusion.
Strangely enough, no physical change from the impact, not a strand lost, yet some accumulation felt.
Like piece by piece etching the word "death" onto oneself.
Upon completion, fate would be worrisome.
"Ahââ"
Sadly, that moment could never arrive.
Reluctant to engage further with Fu Qian, Miss An emitted a notably standard scream.
Accompanied was the Plague Giant Dragonâs broad abdomen, directly torn open from within.
A similarly delineated by bloodlines, bizarre Creation with numerous claws and fins, like a newborn breaking its shell, emerged halfway, simultaneously one claw having directly pierced Anâs body.
Told you time is precious, this Wriggling Seed sure grows fast.
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