Pillar of Yita

No one expected that at this time, Fang Hong would still have a trump card.

Nor did anyone expect that his trump card would be a Fairy Master.

In the command center, only the soft sound of breathing remained. People looked at each other, wanting to confirm that the astonishment they felt was not exclusive to themselves. They were tossing around the thought in their minds, this young man, who had already demonstrated such astonishing talent while commanding a Flexible Construct in combat, showed a keenness during battle that was akin to a Supreme One; and in terms of calculative power over controlling a Flexible Construct, he was like a Construct Lord—but he—was a Fairy Master.

”This...” Even Chenxi felt a trace of disbelief. As the helmsman of Silver Weslan, he had seen individuals with the talents of the former two, but at the novice stage, many impressive novices often show amazing potential in multiple domains, yet they will eventually choose the path most suitable for them and become outstanding figures in that field.

Like him, like Nether, and even Virus and Odin were such people.

But a Fairy Master was different.

Searching his memory, he could not find anyone with a similar trajectory to the young man before him. King of Grey Fox might surpass in combat keenness, but at the same level, Fox’s control abilities were far inferior to Fang Hong; Nether’s control talent was rarely seen in the world, but in combat, he could only compensate through effort, overall still slightly behind Fox. Among the contemporary Combat Artisans he knew, perhaps only Loofah might surpass Fang Hong in both control and combat talent.

But they were not Fairy Masters.

Delving further back, among those twinkling names, there seemed to be no similar existence, and as for the first and second generation Invokers, they were beyond the scope of Chenxi’s considerations. Only one idea flashed through his mind:

No precedence—

There were no such examples domestically, nor abroad, and throughout the history since the Stargate Era, whenever there was no precedence, it often signified one term, phenomenal.

A Fairy Master with such control ability and such combat talent, would this young man ultimately become a phenomenal Fairy Master?

The starry night sky that the Invokers looked up to always had some shining sectors. They were either the limits of what humanity could reach, or the pioneers of a new style. Chenxi took a deep breath—although it had been a long time since he had felt this way, he couldn’t help looking at the others—they were competitors, but sometimes, they were also comrades fighting side by side.

The others seemed to be thinking similarly, casting him similarly astonished looks.

Of course, the road ahead for this young man was still long. After the Stargate, there were countless examples of top talents who perished mid-way or faded into the crowd. The First and Second Worlds were so vast, and each person’s experience was so varied; hence, no one could guarantee that a good start would inevitably lead to a good outcome.

”He at least has to survive this current challenge first,” Odin spoke.

In fact, he was the most unique among the group. Among the Invokers of his batch, he was not the most talented one, but those who were generally regarded as promising, one by one, perished, while it was he who, step by step, made it to his current position.

People liked to describe his experience as luck, but Odin understood that luck had never favored him from the start, and even more so afterward, as both talent and effort are indispensable in the journey to success.

Indeed, many present had similar experiences to varying degrees.

Chenxi nodded slightly, but the nod only meant that he agreed with the other party’s opinion. In his heart, he was already calculating how to rescue Fang Hong, to owe Silver Weslan a favor, and to join his Guild.

He looked at the others. He believed their thoughts wouldn’t be much different from his own, except Silver Weslan now had an inherent advantage.

Because their youth team was there, fighting side by side with Fang Hong.

It was only Virus who frowned slightly and raised a question, ”Why did he display the abilities of a Fairy Master now?”

Yes, why did he display the abilities of a Fairy Master at this time? What’s the use of it?

Everybody was startled at this thought.

Not just them, after a murmur in King’s Square, many more people also fell into the same confusion.

It was well known that Fairy Masters were a supportive profession, with no special advantages or strengths in solo combat, and were even at a significant disadvantage. Yet here, there was nobody to assist Fang Hong, so what was the intention behind showing the abilities of a Fairy Master?

People had no answers in their hearts.

But only two people might have understood something.

One was the acting Chairman of the Colin Ishurian Artisan Association at the time.

The other, was Nether, who felt a ’clunk’ in her heart, as if a lock had been unlocked, and for some reason, she suddenly remembered her previous speculation. A faint, silver network, like a streak of lightning, suddenly flashed through her heart.

In the fiercely shaking underground world.

In front of Fang Hong, enemies were surging from all directions. Their numbers were so vast that there was no weak link in any direction, but since there was no way out, Fang Hong had no choice but to create one himself.