Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 855: Chapter 853: Ignition (27) Chapter 855: Chapter 853: Ignition (27) Last time he parted, Old Master Logan had truly undergone a tremendous transformation.

Fu Qian eyed the mass of muscle and bone with a sigh of lament.

The old man had lost control at that time due to his recklessness, facing the True God that had descended upon Ariel, but when he was rescued, he still bore some semblance of a human.

Now, at a glance, his body, even larger than that of a Demigod Puppet, was almost devoid of human features.

The only consolation was that he seemed relatively calm and didn’t struggle or howl.

Listening to Xiumeng and the others’ conversation, the Night Watchman must have tried every possible method, to no avail, which is why they risked coming here.

In truth, although the Hunting Squad was extremely vigilant towards him, Fu Qian was not bored enough to cause any trouble.

He was even curious about how Xiumeng planned to use the “fire” to save Logan—good heavens, were the Night Watchmen all rough and rash as well?

The next moment, the scene in his field of vision made Fu Qian marvel.

Upon realizing they couldn’t drive him away, Xiumeng’s actions were decisively impromptu.

He didn’t even bother to give an Introduction; he just started his actions directly.

The next moment, Logan’s sprawling colossal form seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, moving unflinchingly towards the direction of the stone coffin.

Just then, another ring of fire spread outwards, with at least a third of it blasting onto him.

Almost instantly, flames similar to those found on Xiumeng and his group—but at least ten times more intense—engulfed Logan’s entire body.

This change seemed to bring extreme pain, as he instantly struggled wildly on the spot. Inside his deformed body, flesh writhed like worms, and the sound of snapping bones was like firecrackers.

…

Old Master Logan really was a bit pitiful, wasn’t he? Hadn’t he paid off the debt from his excessively arrogant appearance yet?

Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian couldn’t help but cluck his tongue in wonder.

But bitter medicine cures, it seemed to actually work?

Although Logan remained disfigured, as a character of Inspiration Ninety-Nine, Fu Qian could still sense the chaos within the man beginning to dissipate.

And from the corner of his eye, the three Night Watchmen all had serious expressions, very tense.

Among them, Aike couldn’t take his eyes off him.

They really were worried about him causing trouble!

Too concerned, theoretically speaking, he had once been comrades-in-arms with Old Master Logan.

Fu Qian pondered silently and did not bring up the past.

From the beginning, when the Hunting Squad treated him like a native and tried to hunt him, mentioning it had already become meaningless.

In a perilous situation, it was all too easy to form a chain of suspicion.

Even if he told them he didn’t mind, they wouldn’t allow such a risk to exist.

…

As he contemplated, another ring of fire erupted, and given that Logan was in front to take the brunt, there was no need to dodge.

And, without a doubt, this incited an even more violent struggle.

In the current situation, if Old Master Logan managed to absorb all the fire and then return to normal, this would be the perfect ending out of legends, wouldn’t it?

While observing this, Fu Qian indulged in speculation.

Alas, perfect endings were usually reserved for princes and princesses.

Of course, it was clear that the spectators still held out hope for such an outcome.

…

Although Fu Qian didn’t understand, his noticeable lack of interference clearly brought some joy to the Hunting Squad.

For a moment, even Demigod Aike couldn’t help but divide his attention, placing more of it on the transforming Logan—and this attention grew even more joyful.

Because visibly, the latter had begun to regain human contours.

Just as burly as when they first met, not only were facial features gradually taking shape, hair was even beginning to grow.

“Thank you, actually, Mr. Andiel could leave now if he wishes,” suggested Xiumeng, in a good mood.

“You’re welcome,” responded Fu Qian with a nod.

He understood what that meant, quite clearly.

Everything he had done along the way, if Logan was truly healed later, the Hunting Squad would have no worries about what was behind them, and taking care of him wouldn’t impose any psychological burden on them.

As for them not being able to find this place without his guidance?

What a joke, that’s called strategizing behind the scenes!

For Xiumeng and the others, the success of their journey was due to their courage and strategy. They cleverly made use of him, a negative factor, which didn’t contradict their right to carry out the execution.

Of course, not everyone operates in this manner.

But just like the previously mentioned chain of suspicion, Xiumeng and the others were clearly worried about him being so concerned.

And this would increase the likelihood of him secretly causing trouble.

So, from any aspect, persuading him to leave was a perfectly reasonable move.

Unfortunately…

After politely responding, Fu Qian didn’t pay any more attention to him, but continued to observe Logan.

The latter had already taken the complete form of a human, and the flames on his body still hadn’t been extinguished.

The only problem was the spider-web-like bright red bloodlines all over his body which not only weren’t fading away but even became thicker and more distinct.

This scene seemed somewhat familiar.

For a moment, Fu Qian remembered a member of a certain assassin team.

In the next moment, he stood still, extended his fingers, and Air Bullets whistled through the air.

“You…”

Never would he have guessed that not only did Fu Qian not leave, but he also made his move at this time.

In the midst of their shock and anger, Fu Qian suddenly felt a constriction upon him.

However, before the Hunting Squad could make any further moves, Logan’s meaningless roar came through.

Facing Fu Qian’s attack, he instinctively raised his arms in front of him, which seemed to show he had the instinct to protect himself.

But at the same time, the bloodlines on his arms twisted as if trying to detach to dodge the attack rather than acting as a shield.

This…

The Hunting Squad seemed to also realize something wasn’t quite right.

Xiumeng subconsciously reached out, wanting to control Logan and have him move a reasonable distance away from the sarcophagus.

Unfortunately, at that moment, another ring of fire swept through.

Logan’s body visibly began to tremble, the bright red bloodlines struggling particularly fiercely, to the extent that they started tearing themselves out from the flesh bit by bit.

Ugh~

In a sound that seemed both painful and liberating, a human silhouette made entirely of bloodlines appeared beside Old Master Logan.

The sense of déjà vu was even stronger now.

Fu Qian touched a certain ring on his hand.

This really was just like with Ying Jian.

“Logan?”

Old Master Stoss’s call came through, clearly puzzled.

And in the next moment, both Logans turned to look at him in unison.

Both had traits of being alive?

Amidst his amazement, Fu Qian found that things weren’t even over yet.

In the very next moment, Old Master Logan’s body went through another tearing, and a white skeleton forcibly squeezed itself out.

Three Purities as One?

Fu Qian was truly amazed at what he was witnessing today.

Of course, what astonished him most was that even though Logan had absorbed so many flames, the heat inside the great hall had not decreased in the slightest. Instead, it seemed to be even more intense.

The bright yellow on the sarcophagus already occupied more than half.

It was obvious that trying to Extinguish the Flame by absorption was not going to work.

The world seemed to be gradually being ignited.