Chapter 694: Fen Cheng!
Chapter 695: Invitation
Within the molten lava features of Fen Cheng, his molten eyes coldly asked, “Where is Angi?”
“Babel Tower,” Xia Feng smiled, pointing towards the direction of the purple mist waves. “What, Lord Fen Cheng, are you seeking revenge?”
“But with the courage of you Burning Angel Disciples, rats, your hopes for revenge are likely nonexistent.”
“Seeking death!” Seeing this guy so arrogant, the Burning Angel Disciples almost drew their swords collectively.
However, it was at this moment that the purple mist cloud sea, which had been stagnant in the outer city’s middle section, once again surged forth like countless sky-covering giant beasts, roaring with thunder.
The nearly ten thousand people on the edge of Black Moon City retreated together, but behind them was the city’s barrier, leaving them with nowhere to retreat.
Three Black Moon Knights who were too slow to escape were quickly submerged by the purple mist. Everyone couldn’t help but shift their gaze, focusing intently to observe their state.
Strangely, the purple mist poured into the Black Moon Knights through their eye sockets and nostrils. When the purple hue dissipated, these Black Moon Knights merely looked around confusedly, and then, as if nothing had happened, continued to flee towards the city’s border.
After they escaped the purple mist’s coverage, the surging purple mist did not stop, but leisurely continued to push and move.
It was estimated that it would take only a few minutes to cover the entire city, leaving no place to hide.
Whether it was Fen Tian, the Lion-riding youth, or the Black Moon Clergy and Xia Feng and his group, they all vigilantly watched the three escaped Black Moon Knights, ready to launch an attack at any moment.
Seeing the surrounding forces looking at them with hostility, the three Black Moon Knights, confused and helpless, quickly waved their hands and fearfully explained, “It’s okay, we’re fine, we’re fine!”
The Lion-riding youth’s expression was indifferent, and a strange light flashed in his left orange eye. The three knights immediately kicked their legs and tilted their necks upward, as if their necks were being grasped, slowly floating into the air.
Their purple faces ignited with wisps of golden flames.
“Young Master, how is it?” Beside the youth, a red-haired old man wearing a black robe and hood asked in a deep voice.
The Lion-riding youth shook his head, “No control or curse negative effects were found, nor was the soul usurped or replaced.”
The various forces present could not discern any abnormalities.
However, Mu Qingtong’s thoughts quickly sounded in Xia Feng’s and the other two’s minds: “There’s something wrong with the Spirit Substance. This purple mist can directly target the depths of the Spirit Substance. Those three Black Moon Knights are most likely no longer the original people.”
“Miss Mu, with your Mental Power, can you resist the erosion of this strange purple mist?”
Mu Qingtong shook her head, “At most, I can hold on for half a day. After a long time, I will also be eroded and assimilated.”
Miss Mu can only hold on for half a day?
Then for them, their Mental Power could probably only resist for a few seconds? Xia Feng frowned secretly, “Jiang Qiue, can your Words manifest reality ability prevent this purple mist from approaching the four of us?”
“It can affect tens of cubic meters of purple mist.”
Jiang Qiue looked up at the sky-covering purple mist sea and said helplessly, “With the current situation, if I had 20% of my peak strength, I could deal with it easily.”
Forget peak strength, you’re just a little fox right now. Xia Feng no longer relied on her and thought, “Miss Mu, what about you? Can the Fate Stone grant a wish for something to resist it?”
Mu Qingtong shook her head, “My Life Force Value is far from enough.”
Good heavens, none of them have a solution? As Xia Feng fell into thought, the immense purple mist in the sky and earth continued to move slowly forward.
Everyone was completely forced to the edge, with no retreat left.
The low building where the Burning Angel Disciples were located was the closest to the purple mist. Light Disciples manifested from the void, their humanoid outlines looking up before scattering into light streams to surround the other three Apostles, forming a barrier.
The surging purple mist passed over the Burning Angel Disciples. The strange mist circled the spherical light shield and continued to rush towards the crowd. “Everyone, we cannot resist this mist for long,” Fen Cheng’s molten voice boomed across the wilderness. “If you have any other plans or methods, I, Fen Tian, will fully cooperate. I also ask everyone to put aside past grievances and defend against the enemy together!”
In the high sky, the divine lion beneath the Lion-riding youth’s feet, which had been half closed its eyes, slowly raised its eyelids. Its divine and majestic gaze swept across the land.
Instantly, the space within ten cubic meters around the Lion-riding youth became as if two-dimensionalized, flattening and forming a painting.
The Lion-riding youth, the old man beside him, and the thousand-odd people in the legion behind them were all absorbed into the painting.
Xia Feng watched this scene with some surprise.
It was as if a ten-cubic-meter space in the three-dimensional world had become void, chaotic and lightless. Within it, only a painting that shifted between three-dimensional and two-dimensional floated.
“It’s a conceptual ability,” Jiang Qiue’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her thoughts sounded in Xia Feng’s mind. “That lion is strange.”
Concepts were realms that only Sages could touch.
Although Xia Feng did not sense the lion’s Sage-level Spirit Pressure, judging by the display of its ability, it was likely no simple feat.
As Fen Tian and the Lion-riding youth each displayed their means, the knights and clergy of the Black Moon Holy See quickly fled to the two forces. Two Cardinals humbly begged for mercy, apologized, and surrendered to the Lion-riding youth.
However, about half of the knights refused to surrender and died fighting, forming their own formations, trying to find a way to deal with the terrifying purple mist.
The scene descended into chaos.
But it was all in vain.
Fen Tian and the Lion-riding youth ignored the Black Moon Holy See, and both indifferently observed the outside scenery.
At the same time, the black-robed old man beside the Lion-riding youth flickered a few times and quickly arrived in front of Xia Feng and the other three.
The old man cupped his hands towards Cha Nai Xue, “Saintess, my young master invites you to take shelter.”
Cha Nai Xue narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked up in thought at the distance.
In the two-dimensional painting, the oil paint was vibrant, and the figures were lifelike.
The Lion-riding youth, with an eyepatch over one eye, had a calm and emotionless orange left eye, but he nodded politely.
Cha Nai Xue turned to look at Xia Feng beside her and whispered, “Shall we go?”
Xia Feng stared at the Lion-riding youth with confusion, but before he could say anything,
The black-robed old man cupped his hands again and said in a hoarse, faint voice, “Saintess, my young master only invites you and Saintess Qiue.”
Cha Nai Xue couldn’t help but be stunned and frowned.
Then, the old man looked at Mu Qingtong, who was wearing a mask, “As for this lady, if you are willing to remove your disguise and reveal your identity, you are also welcome to take shelter with my young master.”
This is interesting; it seems I’m the target, Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, but inwardly he was confused. When did he provoke this person?
According to Cha Nai Xue, the Lion-riding youth had a connection with Miao Shi, and this trip to attack the Black Moon General Court was to rescue Miao Shi.
However, one of Xia Feng’s objectives for this trip was also to rescue Miao Shi.
Their interests should be aligned.
As this thought flashed through his mind, Xia Feng glanced at the snow-skirt woman beside him. Wait.
Could it be because of this one?
Cha Nai Xue’s personality wasn’t great; she was always scheming and self-serving, but many people liked her and regarded her as a goddess.
Could this Lion-riding youth be another admirer of Cha Nai Xue?
