Chapter 1104 Longding Inn (Twenty-Six)

Interesting way.

The power contained in it is not strong, but it is of high status, and it seems to be tailor-made specifically to remove this thing.

Of course, the visual effects are still a bit deceptive. I wonder if Kelson ever expected to stand up and avoid it.

Fu Qian, who was freed from the shackles of the sinking anchor, silently commented on Mr. Kelson's actions.

This man obviously chose to make money by being friendly, and decisively took back the anchor.

In fact, after he demonstrated his brute force cracking ability just now, Kelson had two choices in front of him.

In order to prevent yourself from destroying the anchor, it is natural to take the initiative to take it back.

But having the ability to destroy an anchor is one thing. In theory, it requires a process.

For a more radical approach, he could choose to directly use full firepower to try to kill him while he was still being restrained.

Unfortunately, it seems that his last performance clearly left a deep impression on Kelson.

Even while being restrained, he didn't seem to have much confidence.

"It's an honor to have such an exchange with Mr. Lu, but I still have things to do, so I need to take a step first."

With a casual move, the anchors scattered on the ground flew into Kelson's hands as if they were attracted by magnetic force.

Quickly putting it away, the demigod looked at the figure on the golden seat with an expressionless expression.

Except for the period when his mind was affected before, he has never been a good-tempered person.

From the time he came in until now, he has thought about killing people more than once, but in the end he restrained himself.

This guy in front of me is really difficult to figure out!

Even though he could leave, he refused to leave, and even took the initiative to run into the blessing.

After coming in, there was no action the whole time.

Even though he didn't know how he did it, it was obvious that he could destroy the sinking anchor long ago, but he allowed the latter to bind him and then showed it in front of him.

In a sense, this is indeed a sign of goodwill.

But the organization behind him and his past actions make this goodwill difficult to interpret.

As the hunter hiding in the shadows in this incident, Kelson vaguely felt that he had fallen into a larger, traceless trap.

Therefore, although the other party made it clear that it conflicted with his goal of this trip, he still chose a more civilized way to conduct this fight.

"How about we see who can achieve the goal in the end."

"Everyone depends on his own ability? That's the way I like it."

As expected, the person on the golden seat readily agreed.

"Don't forget to take the main entrance."

Even in the end, the other party didn't forget to remind me again.

…

Kelson was wrapped with electric snakes from head to toe, and without saying another word, his body turned into a stream of blue and white light.

But unlike when he came, he really chose to go through the main entrance.

"It's not easy to sit in this position."

In the main hall that had completely returned to silence, Fu Qian looked at the devastation and sighed with a sense of vicissitudes of life.

The situation has gradually become clearer, and it seems that it is time for him to take action.

The small shock caused to Demigod Kerson just now could only buy him some time to breathe.

Even if he could get away from Gerald and his gang for a short time and barely find a place to hide, with such an easily exposed tail, as long as Kelson arrived, the rest would be a countdown to death.

And according to the time of entering here, there is still a long time before dawn.

After sighing, Fu Qian still didn't get up.

Taking action does not mean that you have to stand up. There is more to strategizing than just talking.

After turning their feud with Kelson into friendship, if the Forsworn can really have a grasp of the internal situation within Blessing, then he should know that there are not many places left for him to go.

Considering that Mr. Kelson had just been given the opportunity to choose, Fu Qian decided to give him a few minutes of opportunity to make his own destiny decision.

…

wind!

Cold wind!

In the grand hall where air leaked from everywhere, Fu Qian's fingers tapped lightly on the seat beneath him.

Although the original layout was completely destroyed by lightning, this did not prevent him from imagining the grand scene back then.

Facing thousands of believers, if it is really a non-humanoid creature, in what posture will it be entrenched here?

This question appeared in my mind for less than three seconds, and I felt like I had the answer before paying.

Silently, pieces of clear wings appeared in front of you, just like an exaggerated number of soul butterflies.

The flying winged butterflies did not seem to have any intention of attacking, but gathered on the side of the golden seat, circling and flying according to a special pattern.

Even faster than imagined.

For this sudden change, Fu Qian was quite satisfied and allowed them to continue their current behavior without disturbing them at all.

The latter was also very efficient. In less than ten seconds, a special outline appeared on the other end of the seat.

It does look a bit like a dragon, but it's just an outline.

Squint your eyes and look carefully before paying.

Consistent with the previous speculation, the soul butterfly, which remained relatively still at this moment, really played the role of the scales on the dragon's body, and used it to outline a giant body.

You can even make out the long neck and strangely shaped wings.

It's just that the body is incomplete, and at the same time there is nothing outside the scales, which really leaves people with unlimited room for imagination.

Could it be that this was how the Dragon God revealed his true form back then?

One moment I felt enlightened before paying, and the next moment I even secretly praised it.

A good idea indeed!

After all, as a god, it allows believers to fully see the true face, but it is still a bit un dignified.

Appearing in this form not only maintains the sense of mystery, but even increases the power.

Including the golden seat beneath him, it also reflected its meaning at this time.

Just under the light leaking from all around, the "scales" of the illusory dragon are also reflected in a golden light, and the visual effect is excellent.

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

Looking at the possible reappearance of the miracle, Fu Qian sighed while fighting against the ambiguity of his mind.

Not long ago, the scene seen from the soul butterfly's reflection was now appearing in front of him again in an extremely clear manner.

The three winding flesh worms looked more and more ferocious, and even the three own faces, with various expressions representing extreme emotions, were lifelike.

In addition, since I and the Dragon God's broken body were sitting overlapping each other, no matter which direction I looked, there were many overlapping images, and the effect was comparable to a shadowless lamp.

Of course, these are all minor problems. The most important thing is that after I once again resisted the urge to pull the bug out with my hands, there was actually a hand reaching up in the reflection in front of me.