Chapter 726: What is a Yellow Bird (Part 1)
Two figures slowly stepped out of the Ferris wheel high above, exuding an aura capable of destroying a small town. Even with the protection of the Ferris wheel’s formation, it creaked ominously.
“Are you not afraid of being apprehended for acting openly in the city, Ancient God Sect?”
Knowing she couldn’t break through the containment of this energy barrier, Weir decided to stop struggling. She turned her head to look at the old man wearing a blood-stained straw cape. A white light flashed.
In her right hand, a black, European-style double-barreled shotgun appeared out of nowhere. The shotgun was covered in dark patterns, and a faint blue flame flickered at the muzzle. Subsequently, a profound and subtle aura began to surge.
“With beast pets equipped like this, it seems we’ll have a great harvest this time…”
The hunched old man observed the former with interest, muttering to himself.
Hearing this, Liu Qian, struggling against the drowsiness that permeated her body, despite being slumped in her chair, suddenly shook her head, staring intently at Weir and asking, “Envoy, is this person someone of great status?”
Glancing behind her, the hunched old man’s clouded eyes, which shone with a crimson light, narrowed slightly, as if he were recalling something. He paused, then suddenly smiled:
“In the era when the Royal Family became a government-in-exile, many powerful families took the opportunity to break away. One family helped reinstate the Royal Family. After the eldest son of that family died, the Royal Family bestowed a War God Level异兽, modified by an alchemist, to the second daughter of that family. The second daughter eventually married the then renowned [Black Sorcerer].”
As he spoke, a trace of greed welled up in his clouded eyes. He looked directly at Weir and chuckled, “The Black Sorcerer further modified the anomalous beast, making it different from ordinary beast pets, capable of inheritance. The weapon formed from it is a modern firearm.”
“Am I correct, the last heir of the Lucas family?”
“Heh heh…”
Hearing this, Weir merely smiled faintly, not giving the other party an answer. Behind her, a white light flashed again, revealing a hellhound resembling a wolf, its aura approaching the intermediate War God level.
“What the hell is the Lucas family?”
Liu Qian was clearly still confused. She didn’t understand the nuances of the situation. She shook her head again, pointing at Weir in front of her, and whispered, “Hurry up and take action. This isn’t a very remote city. If they notice, the Touring Envoys of this provincial city are not to be trifled with.”
“Although her strength is very high, we have two intermediate War Gods here. As long as we take down her other beast pet, we will surely be able to capture her.”
The hunched old man’s expression remained unchanged. He wasn’t worried about any problems. With the support of the Liu family’s War God outside, even if any unexpected situations arose, they could be easily resolved.
Then, his eyes cast a lingering gaze forward, watching Weir holding the gun with one hand, and he grinned, “Miss Lucas, you should reconsider.”
“Old ghost, why waste words with her? With our strength, we can just take her down directly.”
As soon as his words fell, a tall, slender figure with a pale, beardless face appeared on Weir’s other side. He held a soul-capturing bell in his hand, which emanated faint external qi fluctuations.
In mid-air, Weir’s clear blue eyes, devoid of any emotion, glanced at the two of them. A slight smile curved her lips, a hint of mockery appearing on her cheeks. Her cold voice, with a touch of chill, echoed in the space:
“Lackeys of the Others dare to covet [Bicáan]? Don’t worry, even if I fall, I will definitely drag you two down with me. This is a large city in Dragon Country. As long as you get injured, you will absolutely not escape the pursuit of the Night Watchers.”
Hearing this, a cold glint instantly shot from the eyes of the old man near the Ferris wheel. He said slowly, “Since that’s the case, then don’t blame us for joining forces to capture you.”
“Attack!”
He roared towards his clean-shaven companion, seemingly unwilling to delay any longer. An astonishing cold air began to surge from within him, and a slender sword lit up in his hand.
As the last word fell, the space in front of him distorted. Then, amidst swirling emerald poison mist, a dense swarm of ghost bee phantoms appeared out of thin air.
Screech! Screech! Screech!
“Go!”
The hunched old man lightly waved his long sword, and the countless poisonous bees in front of him trembled violently. With a “whoosh,” they shot out like a tidal wave, covering the area within ten meters of Weir.
“Since you know I am the last heir of the Lucas family, how dare you attack me when we are of the same level?”
With a faint smile, Weir looked at the “venomous ghost bees” diving towards her. Her expression was as calm as water. She simply poured a large amount of fire attribute external qi into the shotgun and gently pulled the trigger. With a “bang!”, the double-barreled gun suddenly spewed blue flames.
Bang!
As if by magic, a deep blue rule emanated from the muzzle, and another was even bluer and larger.
The flames crossed the rule and instantly transformed into a sky-filling curtain of fire, forming a colossal palm that descended. A “Spades” pattern flickered on the back of the palm. Upon contact with the poisonous bees, its deterrence did not diminish in the slightest.
Hiss! Hiss!!
The fiery palm instantly swallowed the poisonous bees, emitting faint crackling sounds before roaring towards the hunched old man again, its deterrence undiminished.
“Her strength is top-tier even among intermediate War Gods. I cannot resist her head-on by myself.”
Sensing the power contained within the fiery palm, the old man’s expression changed slightly. After shouting this, he seemed to have underestimated her and hurriedly activated the swirling emerald mist to collide with it.
During the collision, the flames burned like maggots on a bone, chasing the mist. The entire space was like a steamer, and the air began to boil.
At the same time, on the other side, the pale, beardless ferryman intended to make a move, raising his soul-capturing bell to shake it, but he collided head-on with the three-headed wolf-like monster.
“Damn it, I need to deal with this beast quickly, or the old ghost over there might lose…”
His charge interrupted, he looked at the baring-toothed three-headed wolf before him, his expression darkening. He understood that he could only deal with the matter at hand before uniting with his companion.
Bang! Bang!!
Just as the situation became chaotic, Weir’s figure passed through the blue flames. With a movement, she instantly appeared directly above the hunched old man. Flames swirled from her gun, and she rapidly pulled the trigger.
The flames spewed out again. Almost without needing any skills, this simple act of pulling the trigger was equivalent to a War God level skill strike.
Sensing the astonishing heat wave surging from above, the hunched old man’s expression tightened. He raised his long sword, green external qi surging rapidly, and then slashed forward.
Boom!
The bullet and the sword blade collided, and an astonishing wave of energy swept outwards in a ring.
Under this recoil, Weir retreated two steps, while the hunched old man was directly blasted back. He looked at the front with a look of shock, his gaze landing on the pocket watch that flew out from the girl’s neck. He muttered to himself:
“She possesses a top-tier amplification artifact. If we were to simply fight, I would surely be defeated within ten minutes.”
He glanced at his companion who was still fighting the three-headed wolf, frowned, and turned to the stunned Liu Qian, asking, “Where is your family’s expert?”
Hearing this, Liu Qian was taken aback. The confused look on her small face returned somewhat to normal. She appeared to be thinking, then looked down, and said uncertainly:
“Perhaps he fell asleep?”
“Fell asleep?”
Upon hearing her words, the hunched old man almost stumbled. Suppressing his anger, he threw a talisman engraved with a cross at her and said in a low voice:
“This is a key to leaving the barrier. You go immediately and call him over. We underestimated this person’s strength. She has many alchemical equipment, which is completely incomparable to ordinary intermediate War Gods.”
“Okay!”
Taking the cross talisman, Liu Qian slapped her face. Due to the influx of air, she felt much more awake. She then prepared to leap outside.
“Heh heh, gentlemen, do you take me for a fool?”
Just as Liu Qian rushed out of the Ferris wheel, a cold shout sounded, followed by a surge of blue flames in mid-air. The space within the highest Ferris wheel instantly solidified.
Then, with a crackling sound, it was burned into a black expanse. In the blink of an eye, flames formed a blue fiery restraint around the surroundings.
Liu Qian and the hunched old man were both sealed within. Those inside could no longer see outside, but Weir outside could see every move of those inside.
She knew that fighting three opponents alone was barely a suppression. If another intermediate War God joined, it would surely turn the tide of the battle. Moreover, the butler she brought with her was not present.
The strongest person by her side was at most Battle King Level. Even calling for help would be too late. The best approach was to defeat them one by one!
“This…”
Sensing the high temperature emanating from the surroundings, Liu Qian’s expression couldn’t help but change slightly. She still wanted to say something.
“I’ll cut a passage for you. Hurry and request reinforcements.”
A sharp glint flashed in the hunched old man’s eyes. He bit his finger, smeared some black blood onto his sword, and then slashed towards the back with several green energy blasts carrying poisonous bees.
Buzz buzz buzz!!
After all, he was an intermediate War God. Although his strength was inferior to Weir’s, with the application of essence blood, the energy blasts suppressed the incoming blue flames, forcefully breaking open a path.
“Heh heh, when I call for reinforcements, you’ll go to hell with the secrets you know.”
At this moment, Liu Qian didn’t dare to hesitate further. She glared resentfully at Weir, gave two cold laughs, and then sped out of the barrier.
The hunched old man also breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the front with a mocking expression, “Little Princess Lucas, you are too soft-hearted. If you had killed her earlier, perhaps you would be the one winning now.”
“Oh no…”
Watching the figure of the other party leave, Weir’s eyes sank slightly. She no longer held back, firing a shot forward before rushing towards him like a shadow. Her shotgun, like a noble short sword, was swung towards the hunched old man…
“We can only finish this quickly.”
