Chapter 1693 - 1688: Remnants
Chapter 1693: Chapter 1688: Remnants
The cycle of Four Great Emptiness and turbulent gloom persists, not even Demigods can resist it.
Fu Qian has a vivid impression of the experiences in the Angel Dungeon exploration.
He remembers Brother Kelson, the head of the Siren Group’s Wasteland Region, who even plans to retire from worldly society.
The understanding of the situation back then was influenced by a mirror containing the power of a Superior Being, which could help people establish pledges.
During these annual separations, a special concept emerges for Oath Takers to collect — shadowy darkness awaiting purification.
Although Brother Ji Yicheng, who orchestrated everything, ultimately fell in the season of harvest.
Though there wasn’t a mirror presently, the elapsed time was far less than a year; this further underscores the might of the brother behind it all.
The first thing Fu Qian recalls is the Angelic Corpse kneeling and chained to the ground in the hidden room of the dungeon.
One must not forget those who dig the well after drinking the water since he has borrowed the wing design multiple times.
The powerful being was terrifying back then; even a single corpse was quite challenging for a Demigod to handle.
Could it be a colleague who escaped by chance?
Honestly, Fu Qian is somewhat looking forward to the answer to this question, believing it might be possible — don’t forget that after the Dark Side separates from oneself, it still needs someone to reap.
This suggests that the one hiding might still need to reveal themselves.
This judgment is precisely why he gave the suggestion to wait on the spot after making a subtle determination.
One crucial role of knowledge is to prevent being easily misled or cheated.
This suffocating Time Cage combined with Annihilation of humanity was undoubtedly apt to lead to misjudgment, resulting in instability.
For instance, trying to forcibly break through using decree-type powers when unaware of the solution.
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Fu Qian never forgets the purpose of this journey.
One manifestation of this excellent habit is, even if everything unfolding seems increasingly unrelated to rag dolls or Lady Corin, the first thing he does is consider if this could all be Lady Corin’s disguise and its potential.
The conclusion is that such seasoned figures might use any means, hence it’s impossible to rule out.
Thus far, Fu Qian has no intention of violating the principles of this mission, not rushing to reveal any law-related abilities.
Ultimately, thanks to Wen Li’s efforts, the state of Chief Yuan and himself has shifted to another extreme, validating his hypothesis.
Although Wen Li still appears in the midst of the Four Great Emptiness, it doesn’t matter at all.
The atmosphere meticulously created has been utterly dispelled; if Brother Angel doesn’t make a shining appearance, it would be rather disgraceful—
"Watch out!"
Though only a single word, it’s brimming with negative emotion.
Fu Qian’s fervent hopes are interrupted by the urgent shout of Chief Yuan.
Accompanied by interwoven black strands rapidly blooming from her hand, shielding herself and Wen Li.
The weaving is quite skillful, though honestly, it increasingly resembles a Spider Demon-type villain—especially in context.
Fu Qian doesn’t mind Yuan Shan letting himself be abandoned, instead analyzing the sudden changes ahead.
Only to see the swiftly woven black defense blocking what seems like a radiant light of angelic judgment.
Indeed, not disgraceful, the hidden figure acted decisively.
Though the choice of target is intriguing, focusing solely on Yuan Shan.
Sleek crescent-like brilliance with apparent lack of thickness, yet shimmering, is fiercely slashing before Yuan Shan.
Even when blocked, it does not immediately vanish but continues to tremble, attempting to cut forward.
Unfortunately, even as the counts rapidly increase to double digits, Chief Yuan still appears calm in dealing, at least better than when Wen Li created emotional ripples twice, her complexion slightly improved.
The reason being quite simple—the attacker appears more relaxed.
Pale, slender, as if abruptly emerging from time, a hand appears floating in the corner.
And those crescent-shaped brilliances are lightly flicked out by fingers swaying.
"Help! The target indeed is us!"
When observing this scene, Yuan Shan, who sees clearly, lets out another shout of ill-tempered tone calling for support.
The reason is simple—the parts behind that hand are quickly emerging.
Similarly pure white, even without a shred of cloth.
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Is it truly an Angel? Or of higher ranking, called Angel Leader?
Undeniably, as of now, this seems to align most closely with some legendary descriptions.
Intently observing the figure coming from the Shattering Void, Fu Qian silently concludes.
Golden hair, lips like roses, eyes hold only a pure luminance.
This figure, towering at two meters high, utterly exposed, every inch of skin appears to embody untouchable sanctity, lacking any gender characteristics.
Most importantly, merely slightly unfolding wings behind, reaching heights equal to the body, bearing not a single feather.
It’s easy to determine it shares the same design as the corpse in the dungeon.
Except the one before them is far more perfect, while the other is an insultingly flawed specimen.
Of course, nothing compared to Brother Ji Yicheng’s bloated Angel form that shocks the eye.
"What demon, reveal your name!"
Amidst the banter, Fu Qian, while observing, doesn’t forget Chief Yuan’s call and immediately joins the fray.
The method involves a fierce shout to bolster momentum.
Sizzle——
Unfortunately, the response was merely the lonely light slashes akin to flying snowflakes.
And Chief Yuan is decisive, not sparing a glance for the "supporting" strategist, only cautiously protecting herself and Wen Li.
As for Wen Li, upon hearing the "watch out" alert, instinctively draws closer to Yuan Shan, now hiding behind the barrier, even oblivious, observing the preceding with nose to heart, completely uninterested in the arrival.
Clearly aware of her own position, Wen Li understands the upcoming events aren’t her place to partake, even refraining from looking to avoid influence from high-ranking beings, preventing further dragging down of allies.
Well done.
Noticing this behavior, Fu Qian praises while remaining composed.
The term isn’t extravagant, as it’s challenging to ensure that being hit by such attacks won’t decrease SAN Points.
From this perspective, the threat posed by Lord Angel’s attacks is actually the greatest to him.
Were the warehouse Administrators truly as "evil" as the Blasphemous King described, making the purification power so specialized?
In contemplation, Fu Qian’s figure vanishes on the spot, dodging all slashes.