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Chapter 313 Divine Firmament - Dragon Transformation!!! (Please vote with monthly tickets!~)

"You go first too."

Fang Qingyu's voice was very soft, like a whisper.

Only Jiang Wei, who was very close, could hear it.

Through the thunder mask, the vertical pupils of those molten gold clearly reflected Jiang Wei's figure.

Jiang Wei was slightly taken aback: "You're going to wait for them here alone?"

"Ah."

Fang Qingyu nodded, his voice remaining calm.

"You need to help me get an alibi with the Green Dragon Gang. After all, our mission today is to clean up the nightclub, and if both of us are absent, it will make us too conspicuous."

Jiang Wei frowned.

Fang Qingyu's words make sense.

Once news of Thor's appearance and rampage in the Grayrock District spreads, it will surely shake the entire City of Injustice.

The Lingxiao Society and other major forces will swarm in like sharks smelling blood, digging deep to find every clue.

They had painstakingly built up their outer outposts using the resources of the Green Dragon Gang.
It cannot withstand such a storm.

Fang Qingyu's alias cannot be revealed at the moment.

But how can it be forged?
How can she prove that Fang Qingyu is in the Qinglong Gang if she goes back alone?

She frowned, pondering possible solutions.

Looking at her expression, Fang Qingyu subtly curved the corners of his lips upward and said softly:
"You'll find out once you take them back."

He paused.

"There's another me in the dormitory building."

A flicker of surprise flashed across Jiang Wei's clear red eyes.

Is there another Fang Qingyu in the dormitory building?

She suddenly looked up.

He met the unquestionable calm deep within those molten gold vertical pupils.

Ridiculous?
But it was Fang Qingyu who said it.

Therefore, Jiang Wei did not hesitate at all; her initial surprise instantly turned into absolute trust.

She nodded slightly: "Okay."

I didn't ask another question.

She turned around, and the faint layer of pure white flames around her silently ignited again, enveloping her.

Like a fleeting white flame, she disappeared once again into the dark shadows behind the dilapidated door of the nightclub.

On the steps, Fang Qingyu leaned on his knife.

After watching Jiang Wei go inside.

They remained standing still, waiting quietly.

His gaze was completely unwavering.

Only pure killing intent silently boiled under the brilliance of thunder.

Inside the nightclub.

Qi Hao was waiting behind the door.

Seeing Jiang Wei walk in, he immediately lowered his voice and asked.

"What did Aoko say?"

The white flames on Jiang Wei's body quietly died down, revealing her cool and beautiful face.

She glanced at Qi Hao, then scanned the empty hall.

Wei Banmeng led the women who had just been rescued out the back door.

Old Qin was rushed to the base by Lü Chen to find a doctor.

Only the two of them remained.

"He told us to go straight back to the Green Dragon Gang."

Jiang Wei's voice was clear and calm, "He said that there's already someone waiting for him in the dormitory building. He won't give himself away."

Qi Hao was suddenly taken aback.

A girl named Qingzi was already waiting in the dormitory building.

This sounds utterly absurd.

But the astonishment on Qi Hao's face lasted only a moment.

Immediately, a trust identical to that shown to Jiang Wei replaced all doubts.

If Qingzi says she's here, then she's definitely here!

"go!"

Qi Hao didn't waste any words.

Jiang Wei nodded.

Without lingering, the two quickly left the nightclub through the back door and disappeared into the intricate alleyways of the Grey Rock District.

Green Dragon Gang stronghold.

In front of that five-story cement dormitory building.

Lu Chen just handed over the seriously injured and unconscious Lao Qin to the gang members and the local doctor Lao Li who had rushed over after hearing the news.

Standing downstairs, his brows were furrowed.

His eyes were filled with doubt about life.

at this time.

A series of hurried but deliberately low footsteps came from the alley entrance.

Lu Chen suddenly looked up.

Jiang Wei and Qi Hao were seen running over quickly.

"How about it?"

Lu Chen listened with a wry smile and pointed to the dormitory building next door, saying, "You guys should see for yourselves."

"squeak"

The heavy iron gate of the dormitory building.

It was slowly pushed open from the inside.

A tall and slender figure appeared quietly at the doorway.

The light outlined his deep features.

He was wearing the gray combat uniform issued by the Green Dragon Gang, and his face had a lazy look as if he had just woken up.

It was Fang Qingyu.

Qi Hao's eyes widened instantly, and his mouth gaped open, as if he had seen a ghost.

His gaze swept over the person's entire body.
In the end, only one result can be obtained.

It's exactly the same!
From his height, build, and face to his slightly aloof demeanor.

Exactly.

How...how is this possible?!
Although Qi Hao and Jiang Wei were somewhat prepared, seeing Fang Qingyu standing right in front of the door was still quite a shock.

My heart still trembled violently.

This simply subverted their cognition.

"Qingqingzi?" Lu Chen's voice was dry and incredulous.

The man at the door, "Fang Qingyu," glanced at the three of them and smiled slightly: "Don't you recognize me? Looks like my disguise wasn't too bad."

As soon as these words came out.
The group sensed a slight familiarity in the sound.

Until Lü Chen suddenly asked.

"Chairman Yan!?"

Fang Qingyu nodded in agreement, then said softly, "Just call me Qingzi. They'll probably be back soon, so don't give anything away."

Upon hearing this answer, a look of disbelief flashed across the faces of the group.

He couldn't help but keep turning back to look at the new Fang Qingyu.

They hadn't expected Yan Lin to have this trick up her sleeve.
Moreover, it can be said that the methods used were almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

Unless they start fighting.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to expose.

With this in hand, things are definitely in good shape.

It's unclear when Qingzi made this arrangement with Chairman Yan.

the other side.

In front of the nightclub.

The air solidified like lead.

Golden lightning shackles wrapped around the necks of Zhang Shisi and the other eight people, each tiny jump bringing a bone-deep numbness and suffocation.

The three third-tier Martial Saints were able to hold on with their strong physiques and willpower.

His body was taut like a bowstring, sweat poured down his face, and his teeth were clenched so tightly they were practically grinding.

Zhang Shisi and the other four second-tier martial artists had already collapsed to the ground, their bodies twitching intermittently, with white foam spilling from their mouths and noses.

Eyes wandering.

It was just a hair's breadth away from complete collapse.

The countdown to death passed silently in a suffocating stillness.

At the top of the steps.

Fang Qingyu continued to lean on the Dragon Sparrow Slaying Blade and waited quietly.

Finally, just as the suffocating silence was about to reach its peak.

From the far end of the street came the deep, urgent roar of an engine.

coming!

A faint light suddenly shone in Zhang Shisi's unfocused eyes.

Like a drowning person seeing a floating straw.

A number of luxury cars came to a steady stop on the open ground in front of the nightclub, where a deep crater had already been struck by golden lightning.

The car doors were pushed open almost simultaneously.

One after another, figures exuding powerful auras filed out.

The leader was a peak third-tier expert who had rushed over after receiving Uncle Zhang's death order.

Ah Bao!

He was a lean and wiry man. As soon as he got out of the car, his gaze immediately locked onto the figure on the steps bathed in golden lightning, and the eight people pinned to his feet.

When he saw Zhang Shisi lying on the ground like a rag doll, barely breathing, he was stunned.

Ah Bao's pupils suddenly contracted.

An anger and a sense of gravity instantly rose in his heart.

However, his gaze did not linger on Thor for long; instead, he quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

No force field!

Ah Bao's heart sank.

A sense of absurdity mixed with immense pressure suddenly overwhelmed me.

One of the ironclad rules of the city.

Outside of the force field, superhumans cannot fight.

This is the bottom line for maintaining the superficial order of this fragile city and preventing supernatural forces from affecting innocent people on a large scale and shaking the foundations of the city.

Even the most top giants tacitly abide by this rule.

Within the force field, life and death are the sole responsibility of the individual.

Outside the force field, all beings are equal.

But now?

Thor openly suppressed the members of the Skywalker Society on the streets of the Gray Rock District, without any force field to isolate them.

This is no longer just a provocation against the Lingxiao Society.

They even went so far as to utterly disrespect the Lingxiao Society and trample on its dignity.

Ah Bao took a deep breath and forced out an expression that appeared as calm as possible.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands slightly in a fist salute towards Qingyu above the steps, and deliberately lowered his voice, making it calm and even, with a hint of discussion:

"Lord Thor! I've long admired your name!"

He pointed to the messy surroundings, a perfectly timed hint of helplessness and a reminder on his face:
“You are probably more familiar with the rules of the city than we are. Outside of the force field, superhumans cannot take action, so as not to affect ordinary people.”

"Look."

His gaze shifted to the eight people imprisoned on the ground, especially Zhang Shisi.

"Why don't you release our people first? If there's any misunderstanding, we can sit down and talk it over. The Lingxiao Society will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

He spoke slowly and carefully chose his words.

They tried to appease this killing machine through rules and negotiations.

Let's save them first.

He stared intently at Fang Qingyu's thunder mask, trying to discern a hint of hesitation or deliberation in those molten gold vertical pupils.

However, no.

on the steps.

Fang Qingyu, leaning on the Dragon Sparrow Slaying Blade, remained motionless.

Beneath the thunder mask, molten gold vertical pupils coldly stared at Ah Bao.

no respond.

No action.

There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

It was as if Ah Bao's words, which were both admonishing and show of weakness, were just a passing breeze.

Ah Bao's heart sank to the bottom.

And the instant his words fell.

Fang Qingyu made a move!
There were no words, no warnings.

The figure that had been sitting quietly suddenly stood up.

The golden electric snakes coiled around the necks of Zhang Shisi and the other eight people seemed to have received a final decree, and suddenly burst out with blinding golden light.

Sizzle—crack—!!
A series of terrifying electric shocks, like thousands of panes of glass shattering simultaneously, accompanied by a short, inhuman scream that abruptly stopped, suddenly exploded!

Eight figures.

Including the three third-tier Martial Saints who are still struggling to hold on.

Under the horrified gazes of Ah Bao and the ten third-tier experts he brought, it was as if they had been thrown into an invisible furnace.

Their bodies convulsed violently amidst the raging golden lightning.

The skin instantly turned black and carbonized, the clothes turned to ashes, and the bones broke inch by inch amidst a piercing cracking sound.

Less than a second!
Eight human-shaped charcoal embers, emitting pungent blue smoke and accompanied by specks of still-smoldering golden sparks, lay limply on the cold cement floor.

There were eight people who were alive just a moment ago.

This also includes Zhang Shisi, a direct descendant of the Zhang family of the Lingxiao Society, and three third-tier combatants.

At this moment, it has completely lost all signs of life.

It turned into a pile of burnt, foul-smelling remains.

fast!
too fast!
It was so fast that Ah Bao didn't even have time to react.

The astonishment on the faces of the ten third-tier experts he brought had barely surfaced.

Fang Qingyu's movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation or delay.

It was as if they hadn't crushed eight people, but rather eight eyesores of ants.

Fang Qingyu's purpose was clear and pure.

kill!

Let these scumbags pay with their lives for their crimes.

Use their deaths to quell the anger burning in your heart.

Even if it's just a brief respite.

As for reconciliation? Negotiation?
What about Lingxiao's reputation?

The rules of the city of injustice?
None of it matters at this point.

Anyway, I've already found a way out, now all I need to do is vent my anger.

"Young Master!!!"

After a brief silence, a roar suddenly burst from Ah Bao's throat.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged out.

Extreme anger and immense fear of mission failure.

Like lava, it instantly shattered his last remaining sanity.

Uncle Zhang's orders still ring in my ears.

But now.

Right under his nose, Thor crushed Little Fourteen into charcoal like a bug!
This was not only a mission failure, but also the ultimate humiliation of Zhang Bao's abilities.

It was an utter disgrace to the Zhang family, a complete humiliation that trampled on their dignity.

What does "avoid conflict" mean? What does "figure out the reasons" mean? What does "allow conditions to be set" mean?
At this moment, everything was thrown to the winds!

All that remained in Ah Bao's eyes was overwhelming killing intent and madness.

He knew Thor was very strong; his record on the viaduct was proof enough.

But Zhang Bao is also at the peak of the third tier! He is one of the top combatants ranked among the top in the Lingxiao Society!

He fought countless bloody battles throughout his life and never suffered a defeat!
The ten Tier 3 fighters he brought were by no means ordinary; they were all core elites who had experienced countless battles.

Eleven third-order units.

One of them was a peak expert with outstanding combat power.

With this lineup, do they not even have the right to fight against a lone Thor?!

Does this mean we don't even have a chance to avenge the young master and save face for Ling Xiaohui?!

He doesn't believe it!
But just as Ah Bao was about to make his move.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
A sudden, sharp, piercing cell phone vibration came from Ah Bao.

In this deathly and oppressive environment, it stands out all the more, appearing particularly abrupt and sharp!
Ah Bao's brows furrowed instantly.

Who would make a phone call at this time?
Could it be Uncle Zhang?
Are there any new instructions?
The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

So in the end, Ah Bao still chose to reach his right hand into the inner pocket of his combat uniform, wanting to take out the cell phone.

But
Just as his fingers touched the phone case.

Even before it could be completely pulled out
At the top of the steps.

The golden figure, which had remained as still as a rock, moved!

boom--! ! !
No warning!

The raging golden divine lightning was like a volcano that had been suppressed for countless years.

It erupted from Fang Qingyu's body with a deafening roar. The blinding golden light instantly illuminated the entire dimly lit street, turning everyone's faces deathly pale.

Fang Qingyu's figure left a golden afterimage as the air was torn apart.

The next moment.

He appeared in front of Ah Bao as if he had teleported.

The two were face to face, less than a meter apart.

Ah Bao felt a devastating, terrifying pressure crashing down on him like a tangible tsunami.

The hairs on my body stood on end instantly.

The deadly warning signs pierced his brain like steel needles!
quick! too fast!
He didn't even have time to entertain the thought of resistance.

All he saw was a pair of vertical pupils burning with molten gold and fury, coldly locking onto him amidst the blinding lightning.

"Roar--!"

A deep, resonant dragon roar, like that of an ancient, ferocious beast, exploded from within Fang Qingyu's body.

On either side of its head, two majestic dragon horns were formed, imbued with golden divine lightning.

Fang Qingyu's right fist, crackling with wildly leaping golden arcs of electricity, struck fiercely at A Bao's chest without any fancy moves.

Simple, direct, and brutal!!

Ah Bao's face turned deathly pale instantly in the light of the lightning!
Fortunately, I had countless experiences on the brink of death or with Xia Li.

And in the face of life and death, the instinct to survive overwhelms all other thoughts.

"Drink--!!!"

A roar erupted from Ah Bao's throat.

The body's blood and energy are like a ignited powder keg.

It burned and erupted wildly, disregarding everything.

A surge of qi and blood instantly erupted from every pore of his body.

They quickly gathered in front of him.

boom--! ! ! !

Fang Qingyu's fist, which was wrapped in the power of the golden Divine Firmament and the Azure Dragon.

Without any fancy moves, it slammed hard into the wall of qi and blood that was formed from qi and blood.

Time seemed to freeze for a fraction of a second at that moment.

Click——! ! !
A sharp, cracking sound that sent shivers down your spine.

It was like glass being struck by a giant hammer.

The blood and energy gathered in front of Ah Bao were instantly dispersed by this punch.

Under Fang Qingyu's fist.

It couldn't even hold on for a second.

next moment.

The blood and qi exploded like a bomb, bursting into a shower of blood and qi.

The violent impact force poured into Ah Bao's chest without reservation.

puff--!
Blood gushed from Ah Bao's mouth like a fountain.

He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed flying steel mountain.

The body's protective qi and blood were torn apart as if made of paper.

The sternum groaned under the strain.

His burly body resembled a tattered kite with a broken string.

Get your feet off the ground!

He was suddenly thrown backward.

It moved so fast that it left a chilling afterimage in the air!

boom! boom! boom!
His feet sank deep into the hard cement ground like an out-of-control plowshare.

The gravel mixed with mud shot backward like cannonballs!
Two shocking, hundred-meter-long ravines stretched out behind them.

It kept crashing into the wall of a three-story building on the side of the street.

Boom!

The wall was smashed open, leaving a huge dent, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out instantly.

Ah Bao's body was like a rotten mud.

It slowly slid down the cracked wall.

He knelt on one knee, one hand tightly covering his sunken chest, the other hand bracing against the ground, trying to steady himself.

Blood gushed from his mouth like a stream, dripping onto the cracked ground beneath him.

He struggled to lift his head and looked across the street at the figure bathed in golden lightning.

His eyes were filled with utter horror, disbelief, and...
A deep-seated fear!

Just one punch!
One punch!
It severely damaged him, who was at the peak of the third tier.

What...what kind of monster is this?!
Didn't the intelligence report say that only Thor and White Flame working together could contend with the will of the gods?!
He alone
How could he be so strong?!

At this moment, Fang Qingyu did not immediately give chase.

Because in his eyes, these people were all destined to die.

And just as he made his move.

An invisible wave descended without warning.

In an instant, the entire area in front of the nightclub, along with the ten third-tier martial saints who had just recovered from their shock and were about to pounce, as well as the seriously injured Ah Bao, were all enveloped!

The timing of the force field's appearance was absolutely perfect.

It was just before Fang Qingyu made his move, thus preventing Fang Qingyu's punch from causing damage to the ordinary residential area.

who is it? !
A hint of doubt flashed across Fang Qingyu's molten gold vertical pupils.

But the thought only flashed through my mind.

now!

His killing intent was like boiling lava!

An isolated battlefield is quite nice.

"Kill him—!!!"

On the other side, Ah Bao coughed up blood and let out a shrill roar.

After their initial shock, the ten third-tier Martial Saints enveloped by the force field instantly unleashed a fierce killing intent in their eyes!
They knew very well that Thor's actions were so ruthless and decisive that there was absolutely no room for negotiation.

Either you die or I die!
boom! boom! boom!
Ten powerful plumes of qi and blood erupted like ten small volcanoes erupting simultaneously.

From all directions!
Like a strangulation net that tightens in an instant.

He lunged fiercely at the lone golden figure in the middle of the street.

This sealed off all of Fang Qingyu's escape routes!

Even as Ah Bao knelt on the ground, severely injured, a resolute madness flashed in his eyes.

He slammed his hand on the ground.

His body was lifted into the air.

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his chest and the churning of his blood, he clenched his five fingers together like a knife!

Qi and blood condensed into a blade-like aura tens of meters long.

With the sharp and powerful momentum to split mountains and cleave rivers!
The last come first.

Aiming at Fang Qingyu's vital point in the back.

He chopped down hard.

Eleven powerful third-tier experts launched a full-scale attack.

Among them was a peak third-tier fighter who launched a desperate attack.

The power is compounded!

Their momentum is unstoppable!

It's enough to instantly pulverize any peak third-tier opponent.

But this was a devastating encirclement that could tear an ordinary peak-level third rank cultivator to shreds.

Center of the force field.

Fang Qingyu, leaning on the Dragon Sparrow Slaying Blade, remained motionless.

Beneath the Thunder Mask.

Deep within those molten gold vertical pupils, there was not the slightest trace of panic.

Instead, it ignited a near-cruel excitement.

Fang Qingyu slowly raised his left hand.

Open your five fingers.

Facing the eleven devastating attacks that surged forth from the sky.

He also looked up at the thick thunderclouds overhead, which were still swirling and churning wildly.

From his mouth, he uttered four syllables, heavy and majestic like the roar of an ancient dragon:

"Shenxiao."

"Transform into a dragon!"

boom--! ! !
A dragon's roar suddenly erupted from Fang Qingyu's body.

From the tip of his raised left hand.

It erupted suddenly.

hold head high! !

A magnificent dragon-shaped pillar of light, composed of golden divine lightning, suddenly shot into the sky from where Fang Qingyu was standing.

Soaring straight into the heavens!

Rumble.
Above the force field, the thick, isolated thunderclouds seemed to be summoned by something.

It instantly boiled, roared, and churned.

Countless thick, golden lightning bolts converged wildly.

The clouds were forcibly torn apart.

A terrifying dragon that is hundreds of meters long.

It is composed of golden divine lightning as hot as liquid sun.

Its horns were sharp and prominent, its eyes were like two burning golden suns, and its body was interwoven with countless leaping and raging bolts of lightning.

A hundred-foot-long thunder dragon.

It soared into the sky with overwhelming divine might.

Under the horrified gazes of Ah Bao and the ten third-tier warriors.

Just as their attack was about to touch the spot where Fang Qingyu had just been standing.

Eleven terrifying attacks, each powerful enough to collapse a mountain.

The moment it touched the dragon's body.

Like ice and snow thrown into boiling oil

It melted away instantly.

Not even a ripple was stirred!
at the same time.

Ah Bao and the ten third-tier Martial Saints were enveloped in golden lightning.

Their faces instantly turned ashen, like gold paper.

Blood gushed from his mouth.

My body felt like a leaf being swept up by a gale.

It flew backward uncontrollably.

His eyes were filled with extreme fear and disbelief.

"Do not--!!!"

Ah Bao let out a desperate roar.

He stared at the golden, thunderous dragon.

After easily quelling their encirclement and attack.

The dragon's eyes, like two golden suns, coldly locked onto them all.

then!

The enormous dragon body suddenly swung.

With the overwhelming power to crush everything.

Towards them, a group of beings as insignificant as ants.

A fierce dive!

Devour!

"Roar!!!"

The destructive roar of the dragon became the only sound within the force field.

The moment the Thunder Dragon made contact with the ground.

The golden light instantly engulfed Ah Bao and the ten third-tier Martial Saints.

For a while.

Only the ultimate gold color remained within the force field.

The ground was lifted up layer by layer, like a fragile biscuit.

The nightclub was bathed in blinding golden light and destructive shockwaves.

It crumbled inch by inch.

boom! boom! boom!
Above the force field, the thick thunderclouds that had been summoned seemed to be completely stirred up as well.

Dozens of golden lightning bolts, each as thick as a water bucket.

It violently tore through the clouds.

It struck with perfect precision into the devastated golden ocean below.

This added the most ferocious drumbeats to this world-ending symphony.

Two minutes.

It felt like two centuries.

The raging golden lightning within the force field finally began to dissipate slowly.

The suffocating, destructive fluctuations subsided like the receding tide.

nightclub.

Including all buildings within a 100-meter radius.

Shops, residential spaces, warehouses.
It was now completely destroyed by the golden lightning.

As far as the eye can see.

All that remains is a charred, deep pit with a diameter of over 100 meters.

Countless fine golden arcs of electricity danced along the edges.

Center of the pit bottom.

It was completely charred black.

The air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell and a strong ozone aura.

The edge of the pit.

The place where the Lingxiao Club's convoy was originally parked.

Those expensive luxury cars were completely destroyed, leaving not a trace.

This also includes that Little Fourteen, and later this Ah Bao, as well as other Tier 3 and so on.

None of them were left with a complete corpse.

At the center of the deep pit.

Fang Qingyu's figure stood quietly.

Leaning on the Dragon Sparrow Slash, the blade was deeply embedded in the ground beneath his feet.

The phantom of Shunshi Longgong wrapped around his arms had disappeared.

The two majestic dragon horns formed from the divine sky on its head had also disappeared.

The golden thunder mask still covered his face.

The vertical pupils, gleaming with molten gold, remained calm through the eye openings of the mask.
I watched as the thick, dark clouds overhead gradually dispersed.

It was as if it were that terrifying battle just now, where one person fought against eleven others and instantly crushed eleven third-tier powerhouses.

I simply brushed away a few specks of dust.

The edge of the pit.

A figure appeared there silently, without anyone noticing.

He was dressed in a simple, dark-colored robe and had a tall, slender figure.

His face was young, yet it carried a sense of vicissitudes that seemed to have seen through the ages.

Stand with your hands behind your back.

His gaze remained calm as he watched the figure at the bottom of the pit, leaning on his knife and gazing at the sky.

He looked at the charred area at the bottom of the pit, at the Lingxiao Society members who had completely disappeared, and at the land that looked as if it had been hit by a meteorite.

There was silence for a few seconds.

then.

He spoke slowly.

The voice was not loud.

Yet it clearly penetrated the acrid smell that permeated the deep pit.

The words echoed clearly in Fang Qingyu's ears:

"this time."

"You've gone too far."

Bottom of the pit.

Fang Qingyu leaned on his knife and slowly withdrew his gaze from the sky.

The vertical pupils, like molten gold, pierced through the thunder mask.

He calmly looked at the dark figure at the edge of the pit.

Looking at the three glaring golden question marks above the other person's head.

The hand gripping the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Slaying Blade tightened slightly.

then.

The same calm voice.

It rang out clearly.

With a hint of rhetorical question:
"You don't think so."

"Are they worse?"

(End of this chapter)