Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 474: Chapter 474 Wasteland (36)_1 Chapter 474: Chapter 474 Wasteland (36)_1 Old Master Tieer seems quite spirited today!

You running a stall in a place like this doesn’t quite fit the persona of an old hand in the Jianghu!

Realizing who was hiding to the side, secretly observing, Fu Qian didn’t rush into the ruins, instead silently changing directions.

From this position, he could easily target the concealed Tieer.

It was apparent that this person’s attention was focused on the entrance to the ruins, and he hadn’t realized that he had been targeted.

Of course, this “person” wasn’t referring to Fu Qian himself, but another character.

Perhaps too engrossed in observing the ruins, Tieer seemed unaware that several presences were already subtly encircling him.

Thud!

The foul swamp seemed never to be quiet, and with a tremor, another hillock tore open on the ground, releasing a misty fog.

And quite unfortunately, this cloud of fog drifted in the direction of Old Master Tieer, quickly enveloping him.

The scent was naturally disagreeable, causing the old master to furrow his brows and bow his body, preparing to move to a different hiding spot.

However, the next moment, he seemed to realize something, his body trembling as he moved slowly and then suddenly accelerating.

It was a pity that even with such a quick reaction, a pitch-black arrow still cut through the air, piercing his right calf and nailing him to the ground.

Clang!

Tieer’s reaction was quick; realizing his movements were restricted and he couldn’t move swiftly, his right hand swelled up like it was inflated.

Then, he used this hand to catch the second pitch-black arrow.

In a clangor like that of metal striking metal, his right hand was unscathed, the arrow instantly turning to ash, leaving not even a mark behind.

“Very good!”

With that compliment, someone came out clapping.

“Truly the Hand of Justice.”

“It’s an honor to meet you today!”

The one who emerged was one of the encircling individuals Fu Qian mentioned, now striding forward nonchalantly with a falcon-shaped mask on his face.

With a gesture of invitation from him, two more figures emerged from different directions. One of them was holding a large bow, still aiming at Tieer.

The other was even more peculiar; his right hand was empty, but a strangely designed short blade pierced directly through the palm of his left hand, with the tip protruding, reflecting a strange rainbow light in the blood.

And just like the one clapping, both of these figures were also wearing masks.

What a familiar scene!

Fu Qian reflected deeply on the side.

Not long ago, three brothers appeared before him in the same manner.

“Gam, is there a point in wearing masks? After so many years of dealings, do you really expect me not to recognize you?”

The besieged Old Master Tieer was quite composed as he yelled at the speaker, calling out his identity.

“A life of justice, ending with a nameless villain’s assassination—doesn’t it make your story all the more legendary?”

Far from being surprised at being recognized, Gam laughed heartily and took off the mask from his face, revealing a face not much younger than Tieer’s.

“You used poison?”

Tieer, with his glimmering giant arm, blocked in front of him, sealing off the trajectory of the arrows.

“No, he used the poison.”

Gam shook his head, pointing to the one with the blade through his hand.

“Of course, the idea was mine. The poison mixed in with the unique stench of this place is really hard to detect, isn’t it? And by the time you realize it, your actions are already affected.”

“But you gave the opportunity. If it weren’t for places like this, it would’ve been quite difficult to get you with this trick.”

“Why?”

Seeing Gam’s manner, Tieer finally got angry, his tone filled with barely concealed rage.

Just now he had a faint feeling something was amiss, alas, because his attention was elsewhere, coupled with the naturally foul smell of the swamp, he had been caught off guard.

“Guess?”

Contrary to Tieer, Gam was as leisurely as a cat toying with a mouse.

“I know you have a long time before you collapse, you can guess all you want.”

“In fact, what we are doing now is keeping you here until the poison accumulates to a critical point in your body, after all, I really don’t want to take a hit from your fist.”

“Although we’ve had our fair share of dealings and fights, it’s not like we have any deep grudges.”

“This kind of manpower can’t be organized in a short time.”

Even in a dire situation, Tieer still managed to suppress his anger, remaining very calm as he analyzed.

“Tell me, who wants me dead?”

“It’s true you can’t hide anything, but unfortunately, I have professional ethics; I can’t reveal who has hired me.”

Facing Tieer’s sharpness, Gam once again burst into laughter with a clap.

“Indeed, we hold no grudges, and I even have quite the admiration for you, but it’s a shame somebody is willing to offer a tempting reward to see you dead.”

“Did you finally give in? Siren or the Ji Family?”

In the time it took for this exchange, Tieer’s breathing had already become heavy, yet the sigh in his voice remained clear.

“Indeed, there aren’t many who can resist temptation.”

“It seems you also know who wants you dead.”

Gam shook his head.

“I can’t help it; as I get older, promotion seems ever out of reach. It’s almost impossible on my own, I have no choice but to seek some external help.”

“To be honest, I never thought you would be given such importance; I don’t think your existence could cause much trouble.”

“Turns out they have extremely low tolerance for those who stand in their way.”

Gam indicated to his teammates ready to shoot their arrows to stay their hands.

“Don’t underestimate the tenacity of the hand of justice; I’ll take the shot myself when the time is right.”

“They don’t care whether you’re dead or alive, but out of respect for our years of acquaintance, I’ll try to let you live to see the person who wants you dead.”

“Why are you here at such an unusual time? It’s completely out of character for you.”

“The instant I heard the news, I almost suspected you had discovered something and were setting a trap in reverse.”

“Enough with the nonsense!”

While Gam was expressing his doubts, Tieer had lost interest in continuing their dialogue.

The burning sensation in his lungs and the growing heaviness of his body made it clear to him that the longer he delayed, the more disadvantageous it was, so he chose to act immediately.

With a slap on his injured leg, the Black Arrow there instantly turned to flying ash.

Regaining his mobility, he charged straight toward the archer among the group.

He was, after all, an old hand at the game, knowing to take out the ranged attackers first.

“It really isn’t a reverse trap, then.”

Witnessing the scene, Gam was not shocked but delighted instead, taking his time to intercede.

As soon as he spoke, he saw a fountain of blood spray into the air and the ground in front of him bulge with a rupturing mound.

Not only that, but two other mounds appeared simultaneously around them, right in front of two of his teammates.

Is it this unstable already?

Gam frowned, carefully dodging the splashing liquid and steam.

It was his first time seeing so many rifts at once, but this was not going to change anything—

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt, as the next moment, the three mounds exploded simultaneously, and hundreds of black and red tentacles burst forth like a geyser.

Even a body honed far beyond that of a mortal, a Transcendent’s physique, was like paper mache against such a force, and it was perforated in an instant.