Pillar of Yita

Lifgard clearly had little patience, the actions of this tiny human before it seemed more like a provocation in its eyes. With a flash of cold light in its pupils, it lowered its head and a mouthful of pitch-black dragon flame swept in this direction.

Fang Hong didn’t think twice and turned to run, but he was still singed by the flames. He felt his back burning, imagining that his rear end must be on fire, and he rolled forward to avoid the first dragon flame, bearing the pain.

As the dragon flame swept over his head, he watched as the pitch-black flames hit a stone pillar, opening a large hole in it as if a branding iron pierced through melting ice. The pillar collapsed from the center, crashing to the ground with small stone debris flying at him, stinging his face.

But compared to the piercing pain in his back, this was nothing. Fang Hong gritted his teeth and flipped over, almost rolling his eyes from the pain. But he immediately looked in a direction, trying to retrieve his control gloves.

Just glancing behind, Fang Hong was taken aback. The fallen stone pillar had isolated him from the Pride of the Lonely King. And without the control gloves, what is a Combat Artisan?

Given his current situation, he might even be less than ordinary people.

Fang Hong had never faced such an awkward situation before. Even in the most dangerous circumstances in the past, he at least had a Flexible Construct to rely on. Like a warrior without weapons, he was defenseless; how could he fight?

Moreover, the opponent was terrifyingly strong.

And at this moment, after missing its first attack, Lifgard had already turned its head, preparing to spew a second dragon flame at him. Seeing this, Fang Hong felt that he was about to die. But as if blessed by inspiration, a method flashed through his mind.

He disregarded everything, turned and placed his hand on the Information Crystal, summoning a Fire Giant from within, then gripped it tightly and threw it with all his might in that direction.

The Fire Giant drew an arc, flying straight toward Dragon King Lifgard. Lifgard, clearly noticing the small thing, flashed cold light in its eyes, opened its mouth and shot a flame at the Fire Giant in mid-air.

At the moment of throwing the Fire Giant, Fang Hong shouted, ”Miss Tata, help me control it.”

But at that instant, the usually accurate Miss Tata unexpectedly did not respond immediately, and Fang Hong could only watch helplessly as his Fire Giant fell.

Seeing this, his heart sank, not blaming Miss Fairy—for everyone makes mistakes sometimes—but the problem was the Fire Giant was a severely simplified version after Tansnier, with its transmission and flight mechanisms greatly reduced in effectiveness. With this version’s flight maneuverability, missing the opportunity made it nearly impossible to avoid the strike.

Fang Hong silently cried ”doom”.

But unexpectedly, just when he thought all was lost, at the brink of crashing into the flames, the Fire Giant displayed incredible maneuverability.

Just like the extraordinary Energy Angel he had seen before, the Fire Giant traced an unbelievable arc, narrowly skimming Lifgard’s dragon flame before soaring upwards, then diving toward the Dark Giant Dragon’s head.

In the next moment, a flash in the darkness followed by a thunderous explosion, scattering flames erupted on the dome of the great hall.

The shockwave swept through, blowing Fang Hong’s hair into disarray. He stared dumbfounded in that direction. Lifgard too had its head tilted from the explosion amid the flames, though unharmed, was temporarily disoriented by the intense concussion.

Fang Hong dared not be idle, seizing the opportunity to roll over the stone pillar, quickly snatching up his Pride of the Lonely King from the ground. He fastened the gloves against his knee using his chin, biting the strap into the buckle. After hearing a crisp sound, he raised his left hand.

The control gloves fit perfectly on his hand.

Fang Hong wiped his sweat with his hand, letting out a long breath, simultaneously asking Miss Tata in his heart, ”Miss Tata, what just happened? Anyway, your manipulation at the last moment saved our lives—”

But the dialogue from his mind left him astonished. ”Mr. Knight, the previous Clockwork Fairy wasn’t under my control.”

Fang Hong was shocked, almost thinking he misheard. At that instant, he even forgot the threat of Lifgard, instinctively ducking and rolling behind a stone pillar, then whispered, ”Miss Tata, what did you say?”

If Miss Tata hadn’t been so serious, he would have almost thought Fairy Miss was joking with him.

”Mr. Knight,” Tata’s voice remained calmly quiet, ”Remember in Quistack, you had already exhausted all the Fire Giants, right? In fact, I even have no idea where you summoned the previous Construct from.”

Hearing this, Fang Hong felt like he was hit with a stick, nearly dazed.

Indeed, in Quistack, he had used up all his Fire Giants. Although Princess unlocked the royal treasury later to replenish some Constructs, the problem was to him, the Fire Giant was unique; other than him, no one else in the world would have such a Construct.

Silver Vislan signed an agreement with him, but what was exchanged then was a self-destructive Walker, not a Fire Giant.

So where did his Fire Giant come from?

Did he miscalculate earlier?

But Fang Hong quickly shook his head. If he had taken it out of his pocket, he might have said he didn’t notice it before and calculated wrong. But he clearly summoned it from the Information Crystal, although he was too anxious then to pay attention, but now remembering, there’s no Fire Giant in the Information Crystal?

Every Construct within the Information Crystal is calculated clearly, it’s impossible to have a miscalculation.

Suddenly, a strange thought surged into his mind.

He suddenly remembered what Ye Hua and Star had said before; in this world, heart prevails over matter, and imagination determines how you should fight in this world. If the ability of a Natural Historian can summon a Fire Giant, isn’t that perfectly normal?

And at this moment, heavy footsteps came from behind again, indicating Lifgard had finally recovered from the explosion and regained its sensory awareness. It was searching for his whereabouts.

Fang Hong understood, time left for him was running out.

Yet the problem is, when Ye Hua told him those words before, he tried several times but it had absolutely no effect.

Could it be that things are different now? He reached into his pocket, felt around a bit, then shouted softly, ”Fire Giant, come out!”

At the same time, he attempted to construct an image of the Fire Giant in his mind, reaching forward to grab, but this time there was no miracle. He felt nothing but air, his hand empty, with nothing at all.

Fang Hong paused, then tried again, but the result was the same.

He couldn’t help but whisper to Miss Dragon Soul, ”Miss Tata, what’s going on?”

But Miss Fairy shook her head cluelessly.

Fang Hong was somewhat frustrated.

He clearly remembered Star’s words—

”Don’t just look at the surface, learn to view the world from another perspective.”

But what exactly is this other perspective, the guy didn’t make clear, leaving half explanations, irritatingly annoying. Ye Hua over there also told him to communicate with the Dragon Soul, but his Dragon Soul was already awake, how should he communicate again?

Fang Hong suddenly blinked, his movements paused. At that very moment, a low hum, two bursts of golden-red flame flickered in the darkness, those eyes swept in this direction, then fixed here.

He turned his head slightly, whispered:

”Miss Tata.”

”Yes, Mr. Knight,” Miss Fairy gently replied.

Fang Hong pondered for a moment before speaking, ”You give it a try...”

The Dragon Soul Miss was slightly taken aback.

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