Chapter 1104: Chapter 1102: Dragon Summit Inn (26)

Interesting approach.

The power contained within is not strong, but the rank is high, as if it were tailor-made to unlock this thing.

Of course, the visual effect is still somewhat intimidating; I wonder if Kelson had a little hope of standing up to dodge it.

Having shed the constraints of the Anchor, Fu Qian silently appraised the old man Kelson’s actions.

This one clearly chose the path of amicable profiteering and resolutely retracted the Anchor.

In fact, just after having demonstrated the capacity for violent decryption, Kelson was faced with two choices.

To avoid destroying the Anchor and actively retrieve it was indeed one option.

But having the ability to destroy the Anchor is one thing; theoretically, it would still require a process.

The more aggressive approach he could have taken was to utilize full firepower to attempt a kill during the time he was still restrained.

A pity, it seems that my performance last time made a profound impression on Kelson.

Even when bound, he did not seem to have much confidence.

“It’s an honor to have had this exchange with Mr. Lu, but I have matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first.”

With a casual beckoning gesture, the scattered Anchor, as if drawn by magnetism, flew into Kelson’s hands.

After quickly securing it, the demigod looked expressionlessly at the figure on the Golden Throne.

Aside from the moments when his mind was affected, he was never one to have a good temper.

And since his arrival, he had entertained the idea of a massacre more than once, but ultimately, he managed to restrain himself.

This guy in front of him was just too hard to figure out!

Clearly able to leave, yet he did not, even taking the initiative to run into the blessing area.

After entering, he showed no action throughout the whole process.

Even though it’s unclear how he did it, he could have destroyed the Anchor much earlier, yet he allowed it to bind him, then demonstrated this in front of Kelson.

In a sense, this could indeed be considered a show of goodwill.

Yet, the organization behind him, as well as his past actions, made this goodwill hard to interpret.

As the Hunter lurking in the shadows of this incident, Kelson faintly felt that he had fallen into a larger, undetectable trap.

Therefore, despite the other party explicitly stating that their goals conflicted with his own, he still chose a more civilized method to conduct this clash.

“How about we see who can achieve their goal in the end?”

“By our own abilities? That’s how I like it.”

As expected, the one on the Golden Throne agreed quite readily.

“Don’t forget to use the main exit.”

Even at the end, the other party did not forget to give one last reminder.

…

Kelson, enveloped in Electric Snakes and without uttering another word, transformed into a blue-white streak of light.

But, unlike his arrival, he actually chose to leave through the main entrance.

“Sitting in this position is not easy.”

In the now utterly silent hall, Fu Qian looked at the scene of devastation and sighed a breath laden with a sense of vicissitudes.

The situation was gradually becoming clearer, and it seemed like it was time for him to act.

The small shock caused to the demigod Kelson just now could only buy that person a moment to catch their breath.

Even if one can temporarily shake off Gerard and his group, finding a place to hide is still compromised by an easily exposed tail. Once Kelson arrives, it’s simply a countdown to death.

And according to the time since entering this place, dawn is still a long way off.

Amidst a sigh, Fu Qian still did not get up.

Action does not necessarily mean standing up; strategic planning is not just talk.

After making peace with Kelson, if that Oath Abandoner can truly grasp the internal situation of the blessings, then he should know that there are not many places left for him to turn to.

Considering the choice just given to Old Master Kelson, Fu Qian decided to give this person a few minutes as well, allowing him to make his own destiny’s choice.

…

Wind!

Cold wind!

In the grand hall where wind seeped through, Fu Qian’s fingers gently tapped the seat beneath him.

Although the original setup under the lightning had been almost completely destroyed, it did not hinder him from imagining its former glory.

Facing thousands of believers, if it was indeed a non-human creature, what posture would it assume to perch here?

This question lingered in his mind for no more than three seconds before Fu Qian felt like he had an answer.

Silently, wings clear and crystal-like appeared before his eyes, indeed an exaggerated number of Soul Butterflies.

The fluttering Wing Fragment Butterflies seemed to have no intention to attack, instead, they gathered by the side of the Golden Throne, circling and hovering in a particular pattern.

Even much faster than imagined.

Fu Qian, quite satisfied with this sudden change, let them continue their current actions without disturbing them.

And the efficiency of the latter was impressively high; in less than ten seconds, a special silhouette appeared on the other end of the throne.

It did indeed look somewhat like a dragon, if only a silhouette.

Fu Qian squinted and scrutinized carefully.

Consistent with his previous conjecture, the Soul Butterflies that now remained relatively still indeed played the role of scales on a dragon’s body, using them to trace out a massive form.

One could even make out the elongated neck and the uniquely shaped wings.

But the body was incomplete, and aside from the scales, there was nothing, leaving much space for the imagination.

Could it be that this was how the Dragon God once revealed its true body?

For a moment, Fu Qian had a realization and even muttered a quiet commendation the next instant.

Indeed a good idea!

After all, it’s not quite dignified for Divine Beings to allow worshippers to fully see their true face.

Appearing in such a form not only maintains the sense of mystery but increases their Momentum instead.

Including the Golden Throne below, now revealing its significance.

Just under the light filtering in from all around, the “scales” of the illusory Giant Dragon were also reflecting a gleaming gold, offering an exceptional visual effect.

Of course, the confusing effect is also much stronger than a butterfly.

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Surveying the possible divine manifestation as it reappeared, Fu Qian sighed while fighting against the blur in his mind.

Not long ago, the scene observed in the reflection of the Soul Butterflies, now once more clearly emerged before his eyes.

The three twisting worms looked even more ferocious, and on each of their three faces belonging to himself, expressions representing extreme emotions were vividly portrayed.

Furthermore, since his own sitting overlapped slightly with the remains of the Dragon God, wherever he looked, these images overlapped, producing an effect akin to a shadowless lamp.

Of course, these were all minor issues; the most important was that after again resisting the impulse to yank out the worms by hand, in the reflection before his eyes, there was still a hand reaching out.