Chapter 595: Chapter 595: Mysterious Masked Man
Seeing the figureâs face, Hua Xiaâs Queen couldnât help but frown, "Ling Feng? Magician, what do you mean by this?"
"Giggle! Canât you guess?" The magician licked her lips and laughed bewitchingly, "I am a woman after all, and naturally, a woman wants to find a man who can conquer her! Thatâs why I have my eyes on Ling Feng!"
Hua Xiaâs Queenâs eyes narrowed, "Put away your disgusting tricks. What exactly is your purpose? If you donât confess honestly..."
As she spoke, Hua Xiaâs Queenâs fingers trembled slightly, and her whole body was ready to strike.
The magician shook her head and sighed, "Why does no one ever believe me when I tell the truth? Oh right, you can tell your daughter to keep a close watch on Ling Feng, otherwise, I might just steal him away!"
"Shameless!" Hua Xiaâs Queenâs eyes turned cold as she lightly uttered, "Petrify!"
The magician laughed, "Donât bother wasting your effort. I am very aware of Hua Xiaâs Queenâs strength! Why would I be here waiting for you if I wasnât sure I could escape? So... goodbye, Hua Xiaâs Queen, I hope the Dragon King wins this decisive battle! Although we, the Hand of Death, are cooperating with Long Guangyi, personally, I am quite fond of the Dragon King..."
After saying these words, the magicianâs body had already been petrified by Hua Xiaâs Queen!
"This..." Hua Xiaâs Queen looked at the magician, clenched her fists angrily, and realized that the figure before her was a puppet! The real magician was hiding in the shadows, controlling her with spiritual power.
"Huh!" Hua Xiaâs Queen breathed out, not believing a word said by the magician.
But there was one thing she could be sure of: the Hand of Death was indeed collaborating with Long Guangyi. The magicianâs incitement of the Dark Creatures to attack Ting Yu was probably to unsettle the Dragon Kingâs mind, preventing him from preparing fully for battle!
"Hmm, since you made the first move, donât blame me for responding!" Mentions of vengeance flashed in Hua Xiaâs Queenâs eyes.
In another dark corner, the real magician opened her eyes, her gaze grave, "Hua Xiaâs Queen truly has extraordinary strength, worthy of being Huaxia Medusa. The power of the Earth Attribute she used is indeed formidable. Even for me, itâs restrictive!"
However, the magician was quite satisfied with how everything was unfolding. Having attacked Liu Tingyu, Hua Xiaâs Queen must already be furiously enraged! Knowing women as the magician did, she had already roughly guessed what Hua Xiaâs Queen would do next!
"Long Guangyi, I hope you can withstand Hua Xiaâs Queenâs fury!" The magician chuckled, "After all, I am now your ally. But whatâs most bothersome is... how to conquer Ling Feng? He is one of the Underworldâs Eight War Gods, after all. Although somewhat inflated, heâs still hard to deal with..."
The Hand of Deathâs relationship with Long Guangyi was cooperative, but the Hand of Death actually didnât want Long Guangyi to become the new Dragon King! Compared to Liu Chengfeng, Long Guangyiâs malevolence was too severe. If he became the Dragon King, while it would help stir a new storm in the Underworld and break the existing patterns, it could also pose a threat to the Hand of Death!
"So, the best outcome would be for them both to suffer. Having Long Guangyi succeed the Dragon King would still be of great help to the Hand of Death!" When leaving the organization, Redick told the magician, "And this time, I want you to keep an eye on someone for me, to capture the Illusionist, Ling Feng, who has caught my interest!"
The magician sighed, "The Divine Gateâs Blood-Handed Asura, one of the Underworldâs Eight War Gods. I didnât expect Ling Feng to be this young. Itâs really interesting. But more unexpectedly, Ling Feng is also the Dragon Kingâs son-in-law. If these two War Gods join forces... it might bring heightened panic to the Underworld... Now, I am even more looking forward to what kind of storm will emerge in the long-peaceful Underworld!"
Meanwhile, Ling Feng was staring seriously at the man in the mask before him.
Just as Ling Feng was preparing a birthday gift for Liu Tingyu, a faint voice reached his ears, "If you want to know about the Nine Nether Blood Lotus, then follow me!"
The Nine Nether Blood Lotus was critical to Liu Tingyuâs life, and Ling Feng dared not delay, pursuing even the slightest hope with all his might! Although the owner of the voice might have ill intentions, Ling Feng, having fully regained his strength, was confident enough to deal with anything!
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Thus, when the masked man moved towards Wolf Mountain, Ling Feng decisively followed.
However, what surprised Ling Feng was that the masked man was very fast, maintaining a certain distance even as Ling Feng gave his all.
"This personâs strength is extraordinary; he might be especially good at speed!" thought Ling Feng, but at the same time, he also wondered what the manâs purpose was in drawing him here.
Upon arriving at Wolf Mountain, it had already turned dark, and the speed of the masked man increased even further.
Ling Feng checked the time, it was almost seven oâclock, and what made him even more uneasy was that after arriving at Wolf Mountain, there was no cell phone signal!
A serious expression flashed in Ling Fengâs eyes, "Who exactly are you, and what is the reason for luring me here?"
The masked man stopped, turned around, and looked at Ling Feng, "Ling Feng, youâre quite bold to simply follow me here. Arenât you afraid of death?"
"Afraid of death?" Ling Feng felt somewhat amused as he replied, "Want to kill me? Youâll have to see if you have the ability to do so!"
The masked man nodded, "Your strength is indeed extraordinary. It would be somewhat difficult for me to kill you now, which is indeed very annoying!"
Hearing the masked manâs boastful words, Ling Feng felt somewhat speechless. What kind of joker was this guy?
"Enough talk!" Ling Feng said sternly, "You know about the Nine Nether Blood Lotus? I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, Wolf Mountain will be your burial ground!"
The masked man looked at Ling Feng with interest and proposed, "Fine, very good. If you can withstand three of my moves, I will tell you about the Nine Nether Blood Lotus. How does that sound?"
Ling Feng sneered, "Not interesting at all. Iâll give you a choiceâexplain yourself honestly, or Iâll beat the explanation out of you!"
"Is that so, you want to resort to violence?" the masked man said casually, "Do you even know who I am?"
"Do I care who you are?" Ling Feng sneered, "But I do know, if you donât explain yourself honestly, what kind of end you will meet!"
A hint of thin anger flashed through the masked manâs eyes, "Haha, such youthful bravado in the face of danger! Since thatâs the case, let me experience your prowess, Blood-Handed Asura!"