Chapter 276: If it were you, what would you do?
“Your Highness, has your wish been fulfilled?”
A gentle tone of voice refocused the girl’s vacant pupils.
She was stunned for a moment, her mouth opened to speak, but only a faint, mosquito-like whimper came out.
“Wuwuwu…”
The torrential rain drenched everything, making the objects before her eyes blurry. She could only vaguely make out the slender figure of the man.
Long Li raised her hand and wiped her face. She shouted with almost all her strength, “Prime Minister Father lied, this is not my wish at all…”
If possible, she wished the man would never appear at this moment.
Then, the girl walked step by step to the mountain-like corpse, and began to climb. She climbed out of the muddy ground and over the foul-smelling flesh.
Finally, she stood at the man’s feet.
Long Yintian remained standing on the treetop, quietly watching this scene without interfering.
He was not angered by the sudden interruption, nor did he cast even a glance at the corpse on the ground.
The young Highness had been raised by him, so it was no big deal if she lingered here for a while longer.
This was also a testament to his confidence in his own strength.
Even if they were both at the Demon King realm, how could those two despicable imbecilic bears compare to his noble bloodline?
Among the demonic beasts, it was not just the realm that affected the gap in strength.
The Dragon clan’s powerful physique, which surpassed all others, and the racial divine abilities awakened after adulthood were enough for Long Yintian to look down on all his peers. Even if he faced two Demon Kings of the same realm simultaneously, he could still fight them both without falling behind.
Moreover, he had long seen that although the man before him still stood tall, his aura was already in chaos, at the end of his strength.
Beneath his blood-stained clothes were numerous small and large wounds, constantly opening and closing, oozing fresh blood.
What was there to be nervous about with such a useless person?
With these thoughts, Long Yintian finally spoke.
“You are that ‘National Teacher’?”
His deep voice enveloped the forest, carrying an invisible pressure that vaguely bore down on Chen An.
The pressure on his shoulders suddenly increased.
Chen An frowned slightly, his thoughts racing.
Fighting his way through the army previously had already consumed a lot of his energy. After that, he had crossed realms to kill a Demon King. He had used up almost all his trump cards.
Now, facing this figure who was clearly several times stronger than any enemy he had encountered before, it was indeed a tricky situation.
Moreover, he had used the authority of a god to end the battle quickly.
However, compared to those two little witches, he was not a born god. Using their power would inevitably lead to backlash and be restricted by various limitations.
For example, only on a battlefield like the previous one could he find enough residual souls to use.
So, in the end, did he still have to run?
Chen An’s expression remained unchanged as he subtly took the little girl’s hand by his leg.
The downpour continued, and her touch was ice-cold.
Perhaps Long Li knew that she couldn’t cause trouble now, so she kept her mouth shut, clinging to him obediently, and then looked up, glaring at Long Yintian.
Her gaze was as if she wanted to rip him alive on the spot.
Long Yintian naturally chose to ignore her. His expression was ashen, his silver spear hanging down. Suddenly, a wind picked up around him, rustling Chen An’s clothes. At the same time, a thunderous voice questioned him, “Why don’t you answer?”
After he finished speaking, he shook his head slightly. “Never mind, after today, you will no longer exist.”
Chen An looked over. He couldn’t detect any sign of weakness from him.
“You talk too much.”
His tone was as casual as ever.
Long Yintian’s expression twitched, and he laughed in anger, “Good, very good.”
“I’ll consider you brave for not running away in fear.”
“But you must know, sometimes talking too much is better than not being able to speak at all.”
As his words fell, like a death sentence, accompanied by a sky-shattering dragon’s roar, a silver-like sharpness pierced through the rain curtain, heading directly for Chen An’s face.
The man met the attack fearlessly, raising his sword.
The next moment, in Long Li’s wide pupils, she felt herself being flung out along with someone.
Instantly.
Dark, mysterious wings unfurled, obscuring the only moonlight in the night.
The silver spear pierced through the wings, stirring up a swirl of black mist that scattered all around.
Chen An seized this opportunity, pulled her into his embrace, and then, using Long Yintian’s attack, rapidly fled forward.
In the same spot, Long Yintian was clearly stunned for a moment. The figure of Chen An fleeing in disarray was reflected in his eyes. Seeing those mysterious and beautiful wings, he couldn’t help but be astonished.
Is this… really a human?
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…
Whoosh—
The rain intensified.
Under the night sky, a figure streaked past.
His speed was extremely fast. Even someone as strong as Long Yintian could only trail far behind.
But only he knew his own situation.
Chen An knew in his heart that this gift from the gods would disappear within another quarter of an hour at most.
By then, with only his battered body remaining, he couldn’t think of any other way to survive besides sitting down and choosing a handsome pose to die.
Long Yintian’s assessment was not wrong. His physical body was indeed not optimistic. The prolonged chase gave Chen An no chance to rest. If this continued, even if he wasn’t caught, he would likely be exhausted to death.
The situation seemed to have reached a dead end.
Should he abandon Long Li, let her find her own way to survive, and then block him with all his might?
However, Chen An quickly dismissed this idea.
Given the girl’s proud and useless nature, if he didn’t lead her, she would be lucky to even make it back to the enemy’s lair.
His scattered thoughts were interrupted by a roar filled with anger.
Chen An subconsciously turned his head, only to see the figure that had been chasing him for so long finally completely enraged.
He lost his patience and revealed his true dragon form.
Under the boundless night sky, a dragon’s body dozens of meters thick roamed the starry sky. Its sprawling body was so vast that it couldn’t be fully captured in sight at once, and he could only vaguely discern its general outline.
The huge dragon head glared fiercely at the “ant-like” figure fleeing not far away.
He was tired of this cat-and-mouse game and now only wanted to tear this “ant” to shreds.
If it were not necessary, Long Yintian would not have exposed his true form like this.
With a dragon body over a hundred meters long coiled in the sky, even with the cover of the rainy night, his aura was still astonishing and could easily be known by others.
In that case, for Your Highness to leave no trace would be somewhat self-deceptive.
But these concerns were nothing compared to letting the person escape.
After transforming into his true form, Long Yintian’s speed increased significantly. Although there was still some distance between them, it was only a matter of time.
So, Chen An had no choice but to stop again.
He held his sword, looking across the distance at the true dragon.
Compared to its vast and immeasurable dragon body, his figure at this moment seemed as insignificant as dust.
“So, if it were you, what would you do…”
The rain screen intertwined, and the storm raged.
Standing in the storm, Chen An murmured softly.
