Closing her eyes, Anqielle waited for the pain to come, but nothing happened. Furthermore, the mental attack released by Denver suddenly receded from her mind like a tide. The moment she regained consciousness, she felt an arm full of strength wrap around her waist.
Anqielle immediately opened her eyes and saw Han Jin's sunny smile. An indescribable wave of emotion rippled and surged in her heart. She had a thousand words to say, but she didn't know where to start. In the end, she said bitterly, "You … You shouldn't have come …"
"A very classic line, isn't it?" Han Jin's smile had a hint of ridicule.
Anqielle didn't know where her line was classic, but it didn't matter anymore because she had gained a companion who would never give up.
For countless years, she hadn't been sleeping in Lost Valley. No living being was willing to waste all their time sleeping, and Anqielle was no exception. Moreover, she had always been at a loss about the future, so she often traveled outside. She had seen too many betrayals, internecine killings, and even repaid kindness with enmity. Later, she had despaired of life itself. She couldn't find a single piece of pure land in this vast world!
It wasn't until she met him that she gradually learned to raise her perspective to a higher level. She also learned to look at life's struggle for fame and fortune with tolerance. This was normal. If there were no more struggles, perhaps the world would become more terrifying, and life itself might lose its source of evolution. Moreover, what was so wonderful about a peaceful and ordinary world?!
Even today, she still remembered his words. Life was a reed, incomparably fragile, but life was a reed that could think. Therefore, all the dignity of life lay in its thoughts.
From the perspective of a Cultivator, Anqielle had an epiphany at that moment. In the past, her thoughts only focused on hunger, thirst, and sleeping when she was sleepy. She only focused on how to become stronger and how to maintain the stability of her people. To her, these were all she cared about.
Because she wanted to learn more, and also because she didn't want to see the first human who had won her respect die, she didn't hesitate to change her appearance and mix in with the lowly life. In fact, a centipede dies but never falls down. Although the beastmen had internal strife, it was too difficult to build a human city in the beastmen's territory. Of course, part of the reason was because of Solomon's strategy, but Anqielle's secret protection also played an important role.
Han Jin in front of her was the second human who had truly won her respect. It wasn't because of his tyrannical strength, nor was it because Han Jin had saved her, but because of his sense of responsibility! When they were in the Abyss World, Han Jin had said that if Nicolay hadn't invited him, he would have found the lair of the Abyss Demons. Later, she understood that Han Jin wanted to completely destroy the Demon Pool and cut off the connection between the Death God Hamas and this plane.
More importantly, there were various irreconcilable conflicts between Han Jin and the dragon race. For the future of the Holy Crown City, he should watch the fire burning across the river. At least, he shouldn't take the risk himself.
Suddenly, the white light emitted from Han Jin's palm interrupted Anqielle's reverie. She found that under the white light, the wounds on her skin were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Anqielle came back to her senses, gently pushed Han Jin away, stood on the ground, and then brushed her messy long hair.
Since Han Jin's appearance, Dandin and Doreen had stopped attacking. They seemed to be unable to understand how Han Jin had forced his way into this abandoned land. Before they figured out the key, they didn't want to start a fight.
"Do you know who they are?" Anqielle asked in a low voice.
"The disciples of Denver. What's wrong?" Han Jin asked.
"You're wrong!" At this time, Anqielle knew that they didn't have time for jokes and riddles, so she chose to get straight to the point. "Do you see that dwarf? He's the King of Dwarfs, Dandin! And that one, she's holding the Bow of the Moonlight Goddess. Do you know who she is? The Elf Messenger, Doreen! "
Even in his dreams, Han Jin had never thought that he would hear the names that he had heard so many times. He was stunned for a long while and still looked at Angie Ale with hesitation. He still couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Do you know who the real owner of this abandoned land is?" Anqielle seemed to be unsatisfied and continued to provoke Han Jin.
"Denver?" If Han Jin had said it a moment ago, he would have been 100% sure. But now, he couldn't guarantee anything.
"It's the God of the Underworld, Stia." Anqielle's smile became bitter. "Do you understand? You really shouldn't have come! "
"Then … after you're killed, will the God of the Underworld obediently scram and disappear from our plane?" Han Jin finally recovered from his shock, and a bright smile appeared on his face once more.
Han Jin's words were unpleasant to the ears, and they were equally rude to Anqielle and the God of the Underworld. Anqielle was angry and amused at the same time, but she understood what Han Jin meant.
"If not, is there anything that should or shouldn't be?!" Han Jin slowly turned around and glanced at Dandin and Doreen who were standing still. "They're not what I imagined. So ugly …"
"Don't blaspheme them!" Anqielle said seriously. "Their souls have been corroded. Otherwise, even Dandin wouldn't be willing to become Stia's slave!"
"Haha … Judging from their situation, they don't need my apology." Han Jin looked around. "But I'm curious. That God of the Underworld is hiding in this plane. Why hasn't the laws been shaken?"
"The God of the Underworld, Stia, fell long ago during the Age of Gods, and his Quintessence was taken by the God of Death, Hammas. What we are facing now … should be a fragment of a Quintessence. His power is not enough to change the Laws," Anqielle said.
"So, he's just a third-rate god? Or not even a third-rate god? "Han Jin asked with a smile.
Anqielle's eyes widened. No one had ever dared to use such a tone to mock a god. Even if it was just a fragment of a divinity, its power was at least above that of the God of Death's projection! The reason he was hiding in the Abandoned Land was not because he was afraid of being hurt by a powerful being, but because he was afraid that he would become a sweet fruit.
It was precisely because the God of Death had possessed the Divine Spark of the God of Underworld Stia that he could become the Overgod of Darkness. If he knew that the Divine Spark of the God of Underworld Stia was still causing trouble in this plane, it was self-evident how the God of Death would react.
What could be more important than capturing a divinity?!
Anqielle's breathing became heavy. Although Han Jin's tone was calm, she could feel a kind of heroic spirit that soared to the sky, a kind of heroism that would not change even if he died a hundred times. In the end, Anqielle had to open her mouth and take a few deep breaths to calm her surging heart. Looking at Han Jin's calm expression, she suddenly smiled. There was nothing to be nervous about. The only thing was death. Then, she would use this time to put a full stop to her life.
The atmosphere in the Abandoned Land became deathly silent. Han Jin was silent, and so was Anqielle. They were all waiting for the final moment to erupt. After an unknown amount of time, a gloomy voice came from afar. "Arrogant blasphemer, you have thoroughly angered me. Do you know that? Your suffering is about to come! "
"I've heard similar words before," Anqielle said with a smile.
"You see, my friend is already dissatisfied with the God of the Underworld. Can you change it?" Han Jin laughed out loud.
"Rise, my most loyal warriors …" The gloomy voice did not respond to Han Jin's provocation. At this point, there was no point in arguing.
The vast plain suddenly turned blood-red. Clear lines of blood drilled out of nowhere and rushed toward the motionless Dandin and Doreen. Layer after layer of blood webs merged into the two skeletons one after another. Dandin and Doreen were gradually filled up at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. Even Gotha, who had been severely damaged by Anqielle's attack, became the center of the blood webs. However, the other undead creatures were not affected. It was obvious that the three heroes of the first world war were special props made by Stia.
In just a few breaths, a beautiful elf in ragged clothes appeared, while Dandin turned into a comical dwarf with a beard that almost reached his feet. Of course, the so-called beauty and comical appearance only represented one's senses. Their subsequent actions were filled with murderous intent.
Doreen's fingertips flicked rapidly on the bowstring. She didn't pull the bowstring but held it in front of her chest like a harp. A whirlwind made of thousands of light blades streaked across the space of hundreds of meters and arrived in front of Han Jin in an instant.
Dandin's body also shot up like a cannonball. He then picked up the giant axe that was stuck in the ground and suddenly turned it around to attack Han Jin from the side.
When Doreen attacked, Anqielle immediately retreated. She did not want to escape because she had consumed too much energy. If she stayed, not only would she not be of any help, but she would also be a serious burden to Han Jin. Therefore, she had to stay away from Han Jin. Even if she could not fight against fate, she would rather choose a place where Han Jin could not detect her and then quietly die.
Han Jin made a hand seal and released a shrinking spell to avoid Doreen's attack. When he appeared in another place, he said with a smile, "A fragment of a godhead can no longer restore your glory in the Age of Gods. Why don't you give it to me? I will repay you … "At this moment, Han Jin was like a strange uncle trying to swindle candy from a child. He was also a bad uncle. In fact, there was nothing wrong with swindling people. The key point was that he knew he could not swindle them, but he still wanted to swindle them.
"Impudent!" A violent roar came from afar, causing the whole plain to fluctuate violently.
"You are just a third-rate god. Even if I am impudent, what can you do about it?!" Han Jin maintained his indifference. He did not move, but the Invincible Avatar behind him was making hand seals. Then, a clear chant resounded through the world, "Red Lotus … Bloom!" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support legal reading!)
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