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Chapter 89 Killing makes me happy
Chapter 89 Killing makes me happy
As Nan'an was immersed in the depths of his consciousness, he happened to witness the scene of the giant Rubik's Cube absorbing the fragments of gods and demons.
Unlike gods and demons, which require isolation and purification, these fragments melt instantly upon entering the mouth.
After the giant Rubik's Cube absorbed the energy, it released a lingering aftertaste, like ripples spreading out after a pebble is thrown into a still lake.
The lingering aftertaste held a subtle, almost imperceptible, stirring emotion, as if reminding Nan'an—
Get more!
As predicted, the giant Rubik's Cube is like a hunter to the gods and demons.
It regards the products of gods and demons as food.
The Rubik's Cube is currently in a warm-up standby state in terms of both its shape and performance. Only by eating more food can it be restored to its original state.
Obtaining more fragments of gods and demons became Nan'an's top priority.
Its output is shockingly low; it ventured deep into the black fog several times, yet still earned zero income.
Even big shots like Gunn and Crazy Raven commented that this was normal.
When defeating the Divine Deer and the Radiant Owl, there is a high probability of obtaining a complete fragment.
You can occasionally see it on Ling Shi, but it requires luck.
Picking up items in the black fog and obtaining them in the open air is equivalent to drawing a limited-time item in a mobile game.
It's the kind of luck that, if you encounter it once, your colleagues will say you're blessed with incredible fortune, and they'll be overjoyed.
Besides, the best way to obtain it is through live erosion.
However, most of the fragments peeled off from the living body were impure and far less energetic than the original version in the black mist.
Nan'an fell into deep thought.
The black mist and the nature of magic look increasingly similar.
Fragments of gods and demons condensed in the black mist environment.
In a magical environment, it is a condensed magical crystal.
The former directly endows living beings with the power of alienation. The power itself has a clear framework when it is generated, and it can only be improved within the framework.
The latter requires a systematic resonance with the magic itself, weaving the shape of the power itself.
Although the process is tedious and the learning process is long, it is highly adaptable and allows for switching tracks at any time, without being constrained by the framework itself.
Recalling Wahdien's self-destructive words, Nan'an suddenly had a realization.
The Leode family, along with the scholars who were highly involved in the study of gods and demons, must have been deeply aware of this.
It's no wonder that the surrender faction has grown stronger in the shadows and is difficult to eradicate.
If everything is a choice made by the world itself, a new era has arrived and the power system has undergone a dramatic change, then no matter what efforts Nora makes, it will ultimately be in vain.
When magic descends upon the world, sweeping over all things like a raging torrent, it never issues a notice to any living being.
If you can't adapt, then die.
Nan'an told Suiyue about the changes to the giant Rubik's Cube, and she couldn't help but turn her head and touch the large corner.
"What do you think—are you going to give up?"
"I am a heroic spirit, and it was the magic of the magical age that brought me back to this world. In other words, I have a reason to keep fighting," Nan An said. "Moreover, everything is just speculation, and I have no intention of giving up halfway before I find the truth with my own hands."
"Actually, it's also for the sake of old friends." Suiyue crossed her arms, hinting, "Like that bookworm...sigh, he was inexplicably erased from history, it's so frustrating!"
"Aww!!!"
Suiyue's retreat failed.
Nan'an reacted swiftly, grabbing the two control levers on her head with both hands and fixing her firmly in place.
The antlers were slightly warm in his palm and felt exceptionally smooth to the touch.
He emphasized earnestly, "If my confession fails, we'll just be friends."
"If you're such a friend, why are you in such a hurry to arrest me?!"
Suiyue muttered to herself, having received the facial massage gift package—Nan An freed one hand and pinched her cheek, pulling it outwards.
"We have to come up with something, are you choosing the actors or just the faces?"
"Can we choose none of them?"
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"So Suiyue got her horns rubbed by Nan'an to her heart's content."
All night long, Nan'an pondered how to reliably acquire fragments of gods and demons.
Whether it's Solize or Onze, it's clearly not for sale.
All the divine and demonic fragments obtained by the official Mistbreaker team must be handed over after leaving the black mist.
The crucial first step in using black market trading channels is finding a source of goods.
The depths of the black fog are extremely dangerous, and the fog thieves who risk their lives to steal fog produce equally unstable results. Therefore, every fragment of a primordial god or demon can be sold for a high price.
Even if an offer can be made, how to purchase it is a huge problem.
This was already beyond Corella's knowledge, belonging to the deeper layers of the black market, the very bottom of the iceberg.
Those truly large-scale transactions never take place openly; they circulate underground and are passed down by word of mouth among specific groups of people.
To gain the right to participate in the purchase and bidding process, Nan'an must first find a way to enter the market.
The official position of the regional supervisor in El Lu, along with the connections he possesses, is ineffective.
It's like some private clubs that are known by word of mouth; without a guarantor, you can only enjoy the most superficial services.
As the carriage sped away from the mountains, Nan'an gazed at the mist-shrouded peaks below, his thoughts still wandering.
"Um?"
He lowered his gaze, and through his clothes, the yin-yang glass beads were burning hot.
He looked up and found Suiyue staring at him blankly.
"Old man, my chest feels hot—what are you doing?"
The two took out yin-yang glass beads to compare.
The edge where black and white meet is faintly glowing.
In a flash, everything that had happened in the underground chamber that day flashed through Nan'an's mind.
"No, there's a third bead!" He clutched the two beads together in his palm. "Someone is using the third bead to locate us, and they're nearby."
Suiyue's expression froze. She quickly sat up straight and put on the magical artifacts placed in the metal box—she couldn't repeat the mistake the old man made the day he died.
"Can you determine how many people are on the other side?" she asked.
"It obviously doesn't have that function," Nan'an put away the beads, turned around and lifted the carriage curtain, "but my intuition tells me it won't be lacking."
In the early days after obtaining the Yin-Yang Glass Bead, Nan'an kept thinking about what means the mastermind behind Huo Shi Fei Hu would use to take it back.
There's no reason to give it up; it's just too delicious.
An item that allows for mutual location and point-to-point teleportation within a designated area is an invaluable treasure, especially given the near extinction of spatial magic and the limited availability of it due to the "number of learning attempts."
When Nan'an invaded, they did not deliberately cover their faces. If they were willing to investigate, they would soon find out who did it.
From the arrival of the two crowns to Kren, Nanan had been on guard and pondering when they would make a move.
He's incredibly calm and collected.
Nearly a month after returning to Keren, just when Nan'an thought they were wary of the name of the Deer, they had actually found their way to the outer edge of the mountain range where the Keren Cave was located.
This place is sparsely populated, making it a good spot to take action.
Outside the window, the wings of two Pegasus horses gleamed silvery-white in the morning light.
They flapped their wings smoothly, pulling the carriage gliding above the clouds.
Below are continuous mountain ranges and an endless sea of fog, while above is the gradually brightening sky.
As far as the eye could see, there was still nothing there.
Nan'an did not relax, firmly believing in his previous judgment.
With the front panel of his carriage facing the refreshing breeze, he said in a deep voice to the two Pegasus horses, "Accelerate, full speed ahead. When we get back, have Cat Food make you special horse feed."
The two Pegasus neighed simultaneously, and the frequency of their wings flapping suddenly increased.
The carriage jolted violently, its speed increasing instantly.
The clouds outside the window began to rush backward, and the sound of the wind changed from gentle to sharp, rushing into the carriage and making Suiyue's short hair fly wildly.
Cat food is still too authoritative.
As part of the free-range population of the Kren Cave, the two Pegasus were fortunate enough to taste the leftover soup, and they still remember it fondly.
The food in Nan'an can only satisfy a limited number of diners.
Cat food is universally appealing!
The light around the carriage was distorted.
Beams of milky white light shot out from the void, landing in all directions around the carriage.
The beam of light was thick and blindingly bright, with shadowy figures faintly visible inside.
The mass teleportation involved a large number of people, indicating a well-prepared ambush.
As the light faded, more than twenty figures appeared in mid-air.
They had no wings, no mounts, and simply floated above the clouds.
High-level elemental magic coalesced beneath their feet into an invisible foothold, allowing them to walk as if on flat ground.
The Pegasus suddenly accelerated, and the carriage broke out of the core area of the encirclement, something the attackers had not anticipated.
The two-second delay caused by the teleportation and weightlessness made the carriage in Nan'an shrink to the size of a fist-sized black spot on the distant horizon.
"Chase!"
With a sharp shout, a collective blessing instantly enveloped everyone, and the light air currents resonated with each other.
Their figures blurred slightly in the light, then they all rushed forward together.
It was so fast that it left afterimages.
The Pegasus was already flapping its wings at full speed, but the magicians were no slower.
They left trails of blue light above the clouds, like comets with tails, chasing after the carriage.
Nan'an understood.
The mastermind behind the flying corpses, fearing his divine and demonic restraining power, spent a fortune hiring a high-level mage to carry out this job.
The lowest rank is 6, the highest rank is 7, there are 23 people in total, and they are all villains.
What a generous act.
Even though they had never met, Nan'an could imagine how furious the other party must have been after losing the bead.
I guess the few of his subordinates who weren't killed that day have probably become fertilizer and blended well with the soil by now.
The distance was closing, and the mages had already made the starting gestures for casting spells.
Nan'an pinched Suiyue's cheek.
"Put on your magical tools, and leave the rest to me."
Having said that, he gave the order to Pegasus.
"Fly low, maintaining the altitude that allows you to glide over the trees below."
For the sake of the horse feed for the cat food, the two flying horses put in all their effort and carried out Nan'an's orders with all their might.
The carriage crashed to the ground like a Stuka bomber, the objects inside rattling and clattering, the carriage shaking violently and making a creaking sound, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
As they approached the treetop, Suiyue canceled the summoning and summoned Nan'an back to the back of the carriage.
"[Metalization]"
Nan'an's body was coated with a uniform metallic luster.
The group of magicians who were rapidly pursuing the enemy were caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.
Faced with the unexpected "generation" of Nan'an on the inevitable tracking route, the mage, who was in front and enjoying the collective blessing resonance, managed to dodge it with difficulty.
Those at the back of the line weren't so lucky.
Like a hammer pounding into meat.
His chest caved in at the moment of impact, his ribs pierced his skin, and white bone fragments pierced out from under his tattered robes. His body was thrown to the side like a rag doll, and before he even hit the ground, his body was already in an unnatural contortion.
The first-place finisher is eliminated.
Nan'an hovered in place, surrounded by a faint blue halo.
That was the faint glow of the water elemental shield.
Metallization made his body hard, while the water shield made those hard collisions "soft".
The impact force was evenly distributed throughout the body and then completely neutralized by the water shield.
That's how Aslipan hunts.
With just two minor spells that high-level players wouldn't even consider, she could transform into a force of nature, darting in and out of the crowd, crashing and crushing her prey who thought they had the upper hand in numbers, leaving them in a state of utter despair.
It's so useful!
He turned around.
The air behind them was a mess.
The blood mist was slowly spreading, its crimson hue dazzling and alluring in the morning light.
The shattered body plummeted downwards, through the tree canopy, and crashed into the woodland below with a dull thud.
Nan An watched the other mages who had propelled themselves a distance by inertia and took a deep breath.
The feeling of fullness in the lungs is clearly audible.
The chest cavity expands, and air rushes in.
As the breath accumulated within his body, a tremor began to reverberate deep within his throat.
"roar!!!!!!!!"
The sound surged from deep within Nan'an's throat, and the actual shockwave exploded in mid-air.
The air vibrated, creating visible ripples that bent tree canopies and tore leaves to shreds wherever they passed.
Dragon Roar
The hybrid dragonborn's spells, created using the power of dragons, employ a sudden burst of explosive force to stun and disorient the enemy.
In the words of a bookworm, this was merely a clumsy imitation of a dragon by a hybrid with diluted bloodlines, falling short of even a tenth of the dragon's might.
But it's enough.
The sound waves crashed into the group of magicians, brutally crushing into their eardrums.
This was fatal for a group of mages flying at high speed.
Their bodies stiffened instantly, the dizziness throwing them off balance. For a moment, they couldn't distinguish between heaven and earth, like birds shot down, flying through the treetops and crashing into the forest floor, startling a chorus of birdsong.
Screams echoed throughout the room.
In the blink of an eye, three-quarters of the group were spectacularly killed in the plane crash.
"Boss, what do we do?"
The strongest members of the team steadied themselves, their eardrums throbbing with pain.
Seeing Nan'an plummet to the ground without hesitation, and then looking at the carriage receding into the distance, he was caught in a dilemma.
"He is a summoned creature; severely damaging him can also cause backlash against the summoner."
Given the current situation, tracking them down is no longer feasible; we must first do everything we can to save our injured comrades.
He just didn't understand where the ambush had been exposed.
This alerted the other party, causing them to miss a golden opportunity!
As soon as the group landed, a pitiful cry echoed through the woods.
"Boss—Ugh!"
Dragging the corpse whose neck had been spun 180 degrees, Nan'an walked out slowly and deliberately.
"What kind of high-level magic was that just now?"
"High-level?" Nan An grinned wildly. "They're just some low-level, insignificant tricks."
"To throw us all off balance, is that also a low-level thing?"
"Does it have to be a high-level spell to be effective?" Nan An grabbed his subordinate's head and ripped it off by the roots. "You bunch of high-level mages from the Black Mist Era are really going downhill."
"Ready?" Nan'an casually tossed the head at their feet. "Perfect timing. I've been in a bad mood lately—killing makes me happy. You've come at the perfect time!"