Chapter 857 Ignition (Twenty-Nine)

This fire is poisonous!

Returning to the unseen hills, in the beautifully decorated carriage, Fu Qian let out a heartfelt sigh.

This mission failed a little strangely.

Operating all the way, advancing step by step, whether it is the aborigines or the hunting team, it can be said that I have squeezed out the information to the maximum extent.

However, one of them, which seemed to be the most valuable, actually led to the failure of the mission at the moment of trying.

From this point of view, it's a good thing that I didn't directly grab a fire charm before, otherwise I might have reopened it long ago.

It's really dangerous every step of the way, worthy of a first-class item.

For a moment, he silently admired before paying.

Although he quit and restarted, he never felt that failure after hard work was worthless.

Don't forget your original intention, you need to enjoy the task in order to complete the task.

And misinformation is information.

So the question is, what conclusion can be drawn from the previous wrong information?

…

First of all, the mission did not fail before he came into contact with the flames.

In other words, at that time, it was still possible to complete the task.

Even if he is forced to blend into the unseen hills, the difficulty of killing the saint gradually increases.

Although it is not yet certain why being contaminated with flames directly leads to failure.

But based on the results alone, his best choice seemed to be the hunting team's blitz strategy.

Hit quickly and quickly, and when the infection level is minimal, go straight to the target and complete the kill.

If necessary, you can even consider turning on the pseudo-god to reduce the impact.

…

While thinking about it, he calculated the time and moved to the side.

Still not wearing a mask, but compared to the first time, he moved in the opposite direction this time.

Boom!

The next moment there was a loud noise, heavy billboards fell from the sky, and the gorgeous carriage became open again.

Hahaha……

Crazy and hearty laughter sounded above the head, and the clown brother made a brilliant appearance.

When Fu Qian threw the billboard aside, the clown had already taken a leap of faith and dropped the soup in front of him.

With Fu Qian's cooperation, he hit the target this time, so he did not drop the second billboard.

Of course, the scene that appeared in front of him at the next moment stopped this excitement.

"Ballard?"

Staring at Fu Qian among the debris everywhere, the clown's doubtful tone was filled with undisguised disgust.

The reason for this reaction is very simple - Fu Qian didn't wear a mask, but chose to transform into a black mirror armor.

"Should I not ruin your grand entrance?"

Under the visor, Fu Qian let out a string of deep laughter and asked the clown in reply.

"You're not Ballard."

The clown's dislike for the defender of order made it obvious that he was very familiar with Ballard and made his immediate judgment.

Because Fu Qian didn’t even imitate the voice.

"So I'm not Ballard. Does this news make you happy? Or unhappy?"

He was noncommittal before paying and asked again.

"You are not Ballard, but you are waiting for me on purpose?"

The clown, who is very intelligent, immediately understood the elegant meaning of the song after hearing it, and thought of the possibility of some kind of conspiracy.

"Waiting for me to disrupt order, or even let myself be hit on purpose, and then bring me to justice? When did this city have another messenger of justice?"

"Of course I have to say that your style is much more flexible than Ballard's!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Qian Pay sounded completely unfazed by the accusations about fishing enforcement.

"I think so too, that guy is a bit boring -"

"the same as you."

Unfortunately, the clown didn't sound appreciative and coldly interrupted Fu Qian's comments.

"Even more boring, you know why?"

"I know, you hate the feeling of everything being designed."

Fu Qian nodded and said the classic line again.

"Human nature needs chaos, otherwise it would be too boring."

"Don't worry, you'll get it soon."

Before he finished speaking, a black armored arm grabbed the clown's head.

"As you said, I am far more flexible than Ballard."

When speaking, put your first five fingers together.

With the juice overflowing, Fu Qian's body was still spotless, and he casually dropped the clown's body.

It can be seen that the black viscous liquid that was seen before is still trying to repair the damaged skull.

Unfortunately, several rounds of air bullets in the next moment made this effort in vain.

I can't help it, I'm in a hurry.

It's definitely not possible to go directly. There is a hunting team staring at him in the dark.

After this operation, the audience must have seen enough.

…

Standing up straight, Fu Qian looked at the two figures walking one behind the other.

It's still the baby-faced demigod Echo and Xiumeng's puppet demigod.

The former's face still had the look of being in control of everything.

It's not difficult to understand. The conversation he had with the clown just now must have been hidden from them.

And the content truly shows that he is an aboriginal demigod.

This is enough. As for whether the method is ruthless or not, it has no meaning to the hunters.

"Stranger?"

Of course, for Qian, the difference this time was huge, because he knew the details of this group of people.

So without any nonsense, he got straight to the point.

…

This fortune-telling level inference undoubtedly deeply shocked the demigod Eco.

The smile disappeared from her face, and she stopped instantly, looking up and down at Fu Qian.

"On your body..."

However, the way Fu Qian looked at him seemed to be more careful than hers.

"Sure enough, hahaha..."

There was a burst of laughter before the next moment.

"It should have been like this a long time ago. It's really not my imagination!"

"What's the meaning?"

Originally, he showed up to hunt with confidence, but the prey suddenly went crazy, and the content of the key words became more and more weird, and Ai Ke finally couldn't listen anymore.

"This disgusting place should have been burned to the ground long ago, just like this carriage."

Fu Qian ignored her and continued to express his emotions, even inheriting the clown's legacy.

"Smooth, stable, and never-ending, it represents the most boring aspect of this place..."

"What do you call it?"

Eco's demigod obviously didn't like passive roles. After being frustrated repeatedly, he chose to question him coldly and with threats in his words.

"You're here to look for flames, right? Like the one you have?"

Unfortunately, Fu Qian's next question made her pupils dilate instantly.

"Come with me, I know where there are them, and the numbers are far greater than your kind of hunting."

Before she could say anything, Fu Qian shook his head again.

"Okay where is it, can we both come?"

With a stiff expression, Eco forced out a smile and pointed at the demigod puppet.

"It's okay, you four."

There was no emotion in Fu Qian's tone. He tapped his fingers lightly on the helmet, and the lenses bloomed in all directions like flowers.

"Just call me Andil."