Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 854: Chapter 852: Ignition (26) Chapter 854: Chapter 852: Ignition (26) Truly decisive in killing and battle!

Feeling the odd changes around him, Fu Qian issued a heartfelt admiration.

Indeed, it turned out that he wasn’t the only one who favored acceleration.

By this time, Ballard and his team probably had not yet completed their scorched earth mission.

The rapid arrival of the Hunting Squad was so exaggerated; it indicated that they were not forced into a desperate situation and taking risks out of necessity.

They almost certainly knew this was a trap, yet when Yuan Fang wanted to use himself as bait, they decided to turn the tables.

The strategy was the ultimate in acting swiftly to counter swift moves, to take advantage of the time difference while Ballard and his team were gathering their people and minimize the risk.

Deservedly so, the organization that led humanity out of the darkness relied on more than just brute force.

And from what he could currently sense, Fu Qian did not think that Xiumeng could “observe” anything through him, which meant the information they could obtain was merely his movement trajectory and his condition.

In such a situation, to make such a decision, Xiumeng had a much more comprehensive understanding of this world than he did.

Even so, such action was still incredibly risky, all for Old Master Logan’s sake.

…

And just as he was reflecting on the concern others had for their staff, a burly figure appeared to the left of Fu Qian and immediately locked onto him.

Truly cautious, always Puppets to pave the way.

Ignoring those bell-like eyes, Fu Qian squinted slightly, surveying the space behind the half-Demigod.

Anothing distortion twisted into existence, as if tearing through the Void, another figure appeared.

Pale-faced, weak, and feeble, it was none other than Old Master Xiumeng.

“Welcome.”

In such a scene, Fu Qian nodded slightly.

His demeanor of welcoming a friend from afar clearly did not put Xiumeng at ease, but made him scan the surroundings with even greater vigilance.

No matter how you looked at it, this guy shouldn’t be so calm.

“What do you think?”

Fu Qian didn’t pay any attention to his emotions but casually pointed at the golden, layered tongue in the center, speaking as if he were making idle chat.

“…And you?”

Xiumeng obviously knew more but had no interest in idle chatter, giving the coffin a glance before choosing to respond with a question.

“Not sure, but it’s clearly lit up.”

Fu Qian was somewhat disappointed by his attitude, but he graciously didn’t take offense and seriously commented.

…

“Also, it really is just me here, you can let them come in now.”

Seeing Xiumeng silent, Fu Qian pointed outside.

“Don’t worry, your two teammates aren’t dead. We’re not people who kill indiscriminately.”

Hearing Fu Qian say this, Xiumeng’s eyes suddenly lit up.

“Of course, if you’re worried, you can go out and check.”

“What are you thinking?”

Fu Qian looked puzzled, pointing at the stone sarcophagus in the center.

“I mean, come on in quickly, I want to observe the operation.”

…

“You came in first to confirm the situation, right? This should be what you want to see, right? And there’s no one else here but me.”

“Because of an entity known as the Prophet, the natives who are in action will soon know what’s happening here. You wouldn’t want to finish everything just to go out and find yourselves the center of attention, would you?”

“Aren’t you going out?”

Xiumeng seemed quite reluctant to have Fu Qian here as a spectator, but everything Fu Qian said was undoubtedly true.

After a stare that lasted several seconds, he finally nodded, his tone neutral.

“Fine,” Fu Qian said, “I’ll have Stoss finish them off quickly.”

“Such a teachable young one.”

Fu Qian looked pleased.

Old Master Xiumeng truly deserved the role of the team’s brain, apparently using his own mark to enter first and confirm the situation, including any ambushes.

And upon discovering that he was indeed alone, this individual was still not satisfied and wanted to use Akasha and the others to threaten Fu Qian, pushing him to leave and save them. This would allow them to fight monsters with peace of mind.

What a joke, why had he come in the first place?

Although Yuan Fang’s idea was somewhat ambiguous and even clearly left room for Fu Qian to flee the battle, there was absolutely no way he would leave.

And what about the lives of Akasha and her companion?

Everyone must be accountable for their own choices.

Curiosity killed the cat, and this phrase did not become invalid just because you turned into a spider or a dog.

Those two didn’t even have this awareness and dared to satisfy their curiosity?

As for the risk of Stoss and the others coming in and ganging up on him?

They had done it before, hadn’t they? If Xiumeng was so confident, why waste time trying to persuade him to leave?

…

Even though it was clearly their own surprise troops breaking through the trap, seeing Fu Qian so impervious, with an attitude of watching flowers bloom and fade, Old Master Xiumeng felt an uncontrollable anger, his years of self-cultivation nearly collapsing.

But no matter what, the guy still made sense.

The key point of this operation was the difference in timing, only by moving quickly could they minimize the risk, not a second could be wasted.

With gritted teeth, Xiumeng finally made up his mind.

Seconds later, two more spaces twisted in succession, and two figures appeared, one hot and one cold.

The hot one was undoubtedly Old Master Stoss. This Divine Envoy was blazing, with even his hair standing straight up as if the fire god had descended.

As for the ice… Fu Qian looked at Aike, who had returned to her doll-like face. The right side of her body was covered in Bai Shuang, and one could even see several torn wounds, which made her look far more ragged than Stoss.

He got it, the two of them had surprisingly similar targets.

Fu Qian instantly understood.

Clearly faced with a sudden and powerful opponent, whether to flee for their lives or to fight to the death, Akasha and her companion had made the exact same decision, which was to strike at the weaker one first, naturally targeting Demigod Aike.

“This guy…”

Being in such a sorry state, Demigod Aike was clearly not in a good mood.

She recognized Fu Qian immediately and, after checking her surroundings, she looked at Xiumeng with an inquiring gaze, as if asking how to deal with the situation.

“No need to bother.”

Old Master Xiumeng, truly embodying the demeanor of a general, indicated they should not pay attention to such a trifle.

“I’ll keep an eye on him.”

“… Alright.”

With the leader saying so, Aike frowned but ultimately did not raise any objections.

And perhaps because his previous trump card had been mysteriously dissolved, Old Master Stoss did not even voice an opinion; he just looked at Fu Qian with a head that seemed about to burst into flames at any moment, his expression profound.

“Anything else?”

Despite facing a powerful scrutiny, Fu Qian remained enthusiastic.

…

Old Master Xiumeng truly seemed to want to smack this guy to death.

But the next moment, he turned his gaze away and took out another flame talisman.

Without hesitation, he crushed it. Next, he extended his palm forward as if touching something in the Void.

After a short moment, he seemed to find something, pulling it backward.

And as he did so, a bizarre scent spread.

A massive lump of something slowly appeared in mid-air, then fell to the ground like a lump of mud.

Long time no see, Old Master Logan.