Firefly Journey

Chapter 217 Winter in Nakas (6)

Black fog?

Lin Yuanran's knowledge was limited, and he could not determine what kind of divine oracle it was, but judging from its appearance, it was either the magic of the Church's Shadow Mage or the methods of the Dark Temple.

No one knows what happened in the enveloped area. Just half a minute later, a gray shadow fell out and disappeared on the spot.

In the instant it vanished, Lin Yuan saw clearly that it was a ghost-like creature holding a scythe.

Could they be from the Deathwhisper Grove?

However, even if they are undead, they shouldn't be able to disappear on the spot. Judging from their appearance, they don't seem to have been eliminated.

After the gray shadow ghost dissipated, the thick black fog also disappeared. The raging Starkar rampaged wildly, and for a moment, the grassland was incredibly lively, filled with sounds of people trying to avoid the collisions.

Lin Yuanran and the others exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a sense of relief. Luckily, they hadn't made a move; that Starkar was much stronger than they had imagined.

"Why don't we go back first?" Lin Yuanran said.

There's no point in dwelling on it now, just wash up and go to sleep.

Everyone witnessed what just happened, and there was no objection.

The six men remained silent and retreated to the shallow water area where the trap was set.

……

"cough!"

A spurt of blood gushed out.

Duan Feibai clutched his chest, his expression pained.

In his other hand, he held a calligraphy brush. This brush was several times the size of an ordinary brush; it was a ritual implement, and there were still some wet ink stains on its tip.

It turns out that the black mist that had obscured our vision was created by him.

Beside her, the little princess from the State of Chu asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Duan Feibai smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I am fine."

The principle of superiority over inferiority has always been the case in the State of Chu. Duan Feibai was extremely respectful and observed the proper etiquette, and there was really nothing wrong with that.

Lü Hongxiu, on the contrary, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He was too polite, to the point of being outrageous.

"But you..."

Duan Feibai wiped his mouth and said, "After all, it is a demigod-level magical beast. Even if we just use divine decree to cover it, it will still consume a lot of magic power. This is normal."

“Yes, it’s incredibly strong. Even my soul servant is helpless against it,” said Lü Hongxiu.

The little princess's profession is "Soul Shepherd," and she is from the Deathwhisper Grove. Just now, in conjunction with Duan Feibai's oracle "Ink Abyss," Lin Yuanran mistakenly thought that the Deathwhisper Grove had made the move.

Besides the gray shadow ghost that Lin Yuanran and the others saw, Lu Hongxiu had just thrown out three soul servants, all of whom were scattered by Starkar without exception.

"I thought that the intervention of the first group would weaken it somewhat, but it seems I miscalculated," Duan Feibai said.

"We've already tried, so let's just give up. It's a bit of a pipe dream for just the two of us to hunt down Starkar."

"I will obey Your Highness's orders."

Lu Hongxiu frowned; he had become polite again.

……

St. Philharmonic Cathedral.

The three old men were able to gather together thanks to this academy competition, which the Vatican attaches great importance to; it was impossible for them not to care.

For the past two weeks, none of the three had gone to watch the game live. It wasn't that they were losing interest, but rather that the game was being broadcast live from the church, which was considered VIP treatment.

Moreover, the live feed here is more comprehensive. You can easily switch to whichever area you want to see, unlike the training ground where it's divided by intensity.

Before the three of them, there was a scene with a very different style. While others were either desperately trying to earn points or on their way to earn points, she was lying on a stone slab, basking in the moonlight.

"Is this the genius of our Vatican? It feels like... she went in for a vacation?" Matthew "The Frenzy" frowned.

"Everyone has different ideas; maybe they're waiting for some opportunity."

Texas has a bias towards wind chimes because of that miracle, so she defends her in front of her old friend.

"Are you sure?" Matthew pointed to the girl in the picture.

Texas looked over and saw Wind Chime pull out a plate of fruit salad from somewhere and slowly start eating it.

He felt a little embarrassed and immediately fell silent.

"Rage Flame" Conrad said, "The barrier of the Myriad Shells automatically detects food and similar items and removes them before entering. It seems that it is ineffective against this little girl."

Matthew said, "The effect is not absolute. If the level of the spatial artifact is greater than that of the Myriad Manifestations Shell, then the barrier is just a joke."

Conrad said, "It seems the Xu family has a solid foundation."

After making a few complaints, the old men stopped paying attention to the wind chimes and focused their attention on the grassland where Starkar roamed.

From God's perspective, Starkar is surrounded by ambitious hunters, but after their previous failures, no one dares to make a move easily.

"Should we help them out?" Conrad asked, squinting.

Texas said, "Isn't it chaotic enough already?"

“It’s been more than half a month, the elimination process is a bit slow,” Conrad said.

“That evil god is lurking in Yicheng, and we don’t know when it will erupt. Right now, all the young talents of the major churches are here with us.” Matthew looked worried. “If it suddenly attacks now, we can’t guarantee that they won’t be affected.”

If believers from other churches were to perish in Istanbul, how would the Vatican explain itself, and how would it maintain its standing?

What Matthew said was exactly what Conrad was worried about, and Texas nodded in agreement. The sooner the academy competition ended, the sooner those prodigies could leave, and then they could clean up the rats behind closed doors without any further worries.

"Rage" Conrad seized the opportunity, flicked his finger, and a spark followed the scene before the three of them, landing directly on Nasdakar's back.

Under the cover of night, Starkar, repeatedly provoked, went berserk and began to rampage across the grasslands.

Its collisions were not without purpose.

The chosen path leads directly to the positions of those who are waiting to hunt it.

Suddenly, the roles of hunter and prey were reversed.

Some of the weaker competitors were directly teleported out of the competition space by its impact and the blue water it spewed out.

Goodness, this is the first time I've ever seen someone get beaten out by others or eliminated by the locals.

Lin Yuanran and the others, who were planning to go back and discuss the matter further, were also drawn to the sudden outburst of Starkar.

"what's the situation?"

Lin Yuanran leaped into the air and saw the scene in the distance: several unfamiliar contestants were being lifted into the sky by Starkar's horn and then disappeared.

"It seems very angry!" Lin Yuanran said.

Xia Zuo said, "He probably went crazy because he was disturbed while sleeping."

"What do we do now?" asked Robin, one of the winged people who lacked initiative.

Lin Yuanran's mind raced. After a moment's thought, he said, "If this trend continues, this region will only become more and more chaotic. As the saying goes, troubled waters are good for fishing. I suggest that we wait until things get even more chaotic, and then see if we have a chance to take down Starkar!"

Everyone perked up upon hearing this.

Originally, everyone came to hunt Starkar, but after witnessing its immense power, they hesitated to proceed.

Now, as the situation becomes increasingly chaotic, the opportunities have grown even greater.