Give the Terrans a little shock

What difference could there be? What else can you show me? "

"You seem to be looking forward to it?"

"Of course!"

"You will understand. Just treat it as the result of divination."

Nian tilted his head again and thought about his elder sister who was good at fortune-telling but preferred drinking and writing poetry. He wondered what was she doing this time.

(The Yan Nation’s high-ranking officials were discussing the divination method and results.)

"Is divination still popular now? If ordinary people were to make irresponsible comments on celestial phenomena in the past, it would be a serious crime."

"If divination is considered a serious crime, then I have long been unforgivable." Yan Rong directly admitted that she was the one who did the divination.

(Furong turned to look at her confused sister. From her eyes, she could tell that her lovely and willful sister knew nothing about this. Could it be that her sister learned divination later? Then should she ask Sister Yuanshan, who is the most proficient in divination on Rhodes Island, to help her with some pointers? Then she will make some nutritious meals for her as a thank you gift. Furong thought seriously.

Because he knew that he was one of the operators in the Lodos Island server, he came to Kal'tsit to treat his Originium disease. At this time, Yuanshan, who was fortune-telling for the children in the movie room and asked for a few fruits in return, suddenly felt a chill on his body, and the crystal ball in his hand suddenly jumped out of a bad omen. Yuanshan: Sammy swears?! )

After several rounds of fighting, Yan Rong looked at his dagger suspiciously, then looked at the fan in Nian's hand that was already open and fanning. Little Yan Rong was stunned.

"This fan of mine is a specially made masterpiece. I have used it to hit Miss Melon on the head several times."

"Sister Gua?" Yan Rong was stunned. She knocked her forehead painfully, trying to recall whether there was any information about a twelve-year beast named Gua in her brain. Then she raised her head bitterly. She could have missed such important information while sorting out the materials. If she could go back, she would definitely add the investigation of Gua to her work notes.

Nian was not in a hurry. He just stood there and watched Yan Rong thinking. When her expression improved, he called out, "Hey, little Yan Rong."

Yan Rong, who had just finished thinking, had veins popping out on his forehead and his fists stiffened when he heard this.

"Don't call me that, I'm not that familiar with you."

"Oh~~" Nian shouted exaggeratedly, then covered his chest with his right hand and bent over, pretending to be in pain and said: "Are you serious? It's really too sad."

Yan Rong twitched her lips. The other party's artificial expression was too fake, even she, as an opponent, couldn't stand it.

"Don't be so pretentious, I know you don't care at all."

He stood up straight like Eunuch Wei in the film The Secret Agent Ling Ling Dog (played by Louis Koo), put his hands on his hips and said, "Kids nowadays are really boring, but your knowledge does surprise me a little, it's far beyond my expectations.

But you are right, I had no intention of doing anything to this city. After all, in my impression, you are very fragile, so I have to proceed step by step. "

At this point, the young woman smiled contemptuously, turned sideways, swung her fan, walked a few steps playfully, and said casually: "But I have to admit that you have indeed made great progress.

Especially, it is a pleasant surprise that there are still people who have been paying attention to us. "

"It was you who left terrifying legends in every region, forcing us to pay attention. For this reason, we have been getting stronger so that we can survive."

After saying this, Yan Rong had some things she didn't understand, so she planned to take the opportunity to ask Nian, who seemed to be easy to get along with.

“But why did the people of Yan in ancient times hold spears and iron halberds, while the people of Longmen in modern times have city-protecting cannons, but their final outcomes are completely different?

Were you too tolerant in the past, or are you stronger now?

Or maybe? "

Nian, who was still facing Yan Rong sideways, laughed. She turned back, looked at Yan Rong seriously and said, "Appropriate destruction and ruin is the best teaching."

"I see."

“Isn’t it interesting? Waking up and finding that the little guys who haven’t changed in all these years are suddenly close to the truth.

So......"

Having said that, Nian's face became serious, and she silently put away the fan in her hand.

"There's no need to keep doing this kind of petty tricks, right? It's time to increase the difficulty."

In response to her, Yan Rong suddenly raised his hand and released a fire explosion spell, which hit Nian in front of him and stirred up a cloud of black smoke.

"You won't succeed!" Yan Rong tightly grasped the dagger in her hand, which was also her Originium staff, and stared at the black smoke in front of her seriously.

Soon, the black smoke dissipated, and what she saw was a shield floating in front of Nian.

Nian, who was standing behind the shield, controlled the shield to fly to the side and looked at the dagger staff in Yan Rong's hand with interest. It was really interesting that such a small staff could emit high-temperature flames and cut through part of the space.

"It is indeed fire. The dagger is just a convenience. The staff is actually the highlight.

Your reluctance to use your powers effectively, or at all, has never changed."

(All viewers who can use Originium skills suddenly feel offended.)

Yan Rong looked down at her dagger. She felt that her Originium skills seemed to be suppressed from the beginning. She could originally cast a flame explosion instantly, but now it seemed that she had to cast it after a while.

"Is it because of the shield? It has a texture I've never seen before, and it seems to suppress the range of the Originium technique. How did you do that?"

"Hey? You guys call it Originium Technique now? It sounds pretty cool."

Yan Rong did not respond to Nian's joke, but continued to think.

"But she used her abilities to block the flames just now? Obviously, the Originium skills in space should be much more complicated. Why is that? Could it be that..."

Thinking of this, Yan Rong suddenly remembered some stories in ancient books and seemed to have guessed something. She raised her head calmly and said to Nian who had been waiting for her to think.

"So, you're actually afraid of things related to fire, right?"

Nian, whose body temperature was close to 1400℃, tilted her head. The other party seemed to have misunderstood something, but she didn't mind following his train of thought and letting the little guy continue to make mistakes.

It's fun, isn't it?

Chapter 165: The Furnace Shows the Years (11) Yan Rong Killed by Gu

As the two men fought again, Yan Rong noticed that the other party was simply using his shield to defend himself and was not fighting seriously. She was careful and observed Nian's expression and movements carefully.

She didn't notice anything strange the first few times, until after a confrontation, Yan Rong finally noticed that the other party had been guiding her in a vague way, not allowing her to look up, but confronting her.

After temporarily forcing back Nian's defense, Yan Rong raised his head, and then his pupils shook violently.

"How is it possible...the tops of those buildings...are melting?"

"Don't worry, there are no ordinary people around here."

Seeing that the cute Yan Rong finally discovered this, Nian, who had been relaxing, just spread his hands.

Yan Rong looked away and looked at Nian in confusion. The knowledge she had learned from reading ancient books had overturned a lot in her mind. Could this be Nian's true ability? Were all those predecessors wrong?

But right now, she had to figure something out first.

"what are you planning to do?"

Nian crossed his arms and tilted his head to answer Yan Rong.

“Melt. Cast. Homage.

This city is perfect for use as a smelting furnace."

Yan Rong opened her mouth in disbelief. She was somewhat doubtful whether she had heard it wrong. The other party actually wanted to use the entire Longmen as a smelting furnace?

"Xiao Yanrong, you can't help it? It's not easy to be a good blacksmith." Nian said jokingly. She was quite interested in teaching a junior who used fire as the source stone to play.

Hearing Nian's teasing, Yan Rong said unhappily: "Who wants to be a blacksmith?"

Then he thought silently in his heart: Just as the rumors said, Nian can do some exaggerated things without the traditional Originium spells. It is necessary to continue trying to see how many incredible abilities the other party has.

So she took something out of her tactical backpack, lit the fuse with the Originium technique, and then rushed towards the young man who was curiously looking over his shoulder with the fuse hidden in her hand.

When she got to Nianqian, she first waved her dagger and released a space spell to force the opponent to raise his shield for defense, and then she sneakily threw something from under the shield.

But how could such a noise be hidden from a battle-hardened young man? With the shield as a cover, she looked down curiously and saw that it was... a firecracker? !

Firecrackers suddenly exploded at her feet, and the man who invented firecrackers hesitated for a moment and pretended to be frightened by the firecrackers. He trembled all over and almost lost his shield.

"This is..." The young man who was frightened by the firecrackers jumped back to a safe area and asked in horror as he looked at the firecracker fragments. Seeing that this was effective, Yan Rong became happy and started to mock.

"Tsk, you backed off. That's rare."

Nian rolled his eyes and pretended to be anxious and said, "Who are you? How do you know this?"

Then he shouted in a defensive tone, "Ahhh! No, I know who knows each other's weaknesses!

Damn it! How much did Xi tell humans? "

(Seeing this, the Yan country's top brass have realized that something seems to be wrong. They remember that Nian seemed to be the ancestor who invented firecrackers, right?)

Hearing the other party reveal a new name, Yan Rong quickly memorized the name and continued to show off.

"Are you surprised? So many researchers have spent so much time, looking through every record that can be read, but still can't find any way to deal with the New Year.

But Yan Country has countless ancient legends, and the parts that have nothing to do with you are actually very interesting."

"Legend?" Nian muttered, silently wondering if he had left behind any legend about firecrackers that could even make the other party think that his weakness was firecrackers.

"'The year ends with the sound of firecrackers' or something like that."

When Nian heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched. She finally understood why the other party had such a misunderstanding. She was still muttering how the thing she used to amuse her sister had turned out like this.

But this did not affect her from continuing to tease Yan Rong, so she slapped her head hard and suddenly realized.

"Ah~ So that's how it is.

Even if you cannot understand, out of fear you will let these things become legends and pass them down, right?

Even in this land ravaged by natural disasters, you can still pass on some things in an orderly manner. Isn't that great?

In that case, I will spend a little more time and effort to create something less boring for you to play with. "

After saying this, she closed her eyes and raised her head, clapping her right hand on her chin to make a fist.

This strange action naturally made Yan Rong subconsciously on guard, and then she saw another thing that destroyed her worldview.

"Did you close your eyes? Wait! What did she take out of her mouth?! What was that? The hilt of a sword?!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, Yan Rong rushed forward on the spot, controlling the space cutting spell to chop at Nian, who had already taken out most of the thing from his mouth.

However, just when she was about to approach the opponent, an ancient iron-red sword directly cut through her space. At the same time, the sword's power remained undiminished, and it directly knocked Yan Rong, who was struggling to raise his hand to parry with a dagger, away.

Yan Rong was knocked back by the sword with accumulated power at a speed even faster than when he came. He did not stop until he hit a wall, and then disappeared in the dust stirred up by the rubble.

"You're half a beat late. Also, don't interrupt people when they're performing. What if you choke?"

Nian thrust the tip of the sword he had just taken out of his mouth directly into the ground, then leaned on the hilt with one hand and looked lazily at the collapsed wall and said.

(When Nightingale saw this, she turned to look at Shining, who had been holding the long sword. Shining's mouth twitched, and she explained feebly that she simply couldn't swallow the entire sword and act as if nothing had happened. Nightingale nodded obediently, turned back and continued to watch the movie without saying anything.)

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Feeling like being hit by a land vehicle, Yan Rong struggled to crawl out of the ruins with pain all over his body. He first raised his hand to try to disperse the dust, then looked at Nian in disbelief and said, "You cut the source stone technique of the space?"

However, the only answer she got was the incredulity of the year.

"What are you surprised about? It's just a simple cut. Can't you do it?"

Then Nian said dejectedly: "Alas, you young people always disdain those long-standing mundane crafts and often pursue some boring embroidered pillows. It's really an old habit."

After saying that, she flicked her sword, then pulled it out with one hand, pointed it at Yan Rong who had already stood firmly, and said: "In that case, let me let you feel the weight of history."

Then the whole person disappeared on the spot. Yan Rong, feeling a sense of crisis, looked up subconsciously, and saw a seemingly weak white-haired girl jumping high with a big sword in her hand, and then slashing at her fiercely.

"Goo!"

Chapter 166: Baking Furnace (12) Weakness Analysis

When Yan Rong woke up from her coma, she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling in a daze for a while, then she suddenly threw off the quilt and sat up, subconsciously touching her body with her hands. Except for a bandage on her head and some scratches on her body caused by the fight with Nian, she was not missing anything.

"I'm not dead?! Didn't I get stabbed by that guy Nian? How did I survive?"

Yan Rong muttered to herself as she checked her body, and then she heard someone answer her question.

"You were lucky. When I arrived, I saw that guy you said was called Nian. He jumped and slashed you, but my sword energy forced you to deviate from your landing point during the fall. Otherwise, you would have been cut in two. But unfortunately, you were hit on the head by the impact of the close-range sword energy collision and fell unconscious."

Yan Rong then discovered that there was a female police officer sitting beside the bed resting. She got up and checked her body to make sure she was still alive. She had no intention of paying attention to what was happening around her.

After seeing that Yan Rong was fine, Chen picked up the sword beside her and stood up, ready to push the door open and leave. Before leaving, she turned to Yan Rong and said, "If you are fine after the examination, come with me. The battle on the front line is tense, and I need you to provide all the information about that person called Nian."

"Oh, okay, I'll be there right away." Yan Rong replied quickly, then hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes and followed Chen's steps.

Unexpectedly, Chen took Yan Rong and left the Guard Bureau directly, and headed towards the outside of the city in a land vehicle.