Chapter 757 - 35: I Know
"Is that so?"
The moment the voice sounded.
Old Hong’s spirit was suddenly invigorated.
...a strange voice.
Although he didn’t know who it was, these almost confrontational words kindled a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Even though the hope was slim.
But what if it was reinforcements?
As he thought this, he forced himself to raise his head and look in the direction the voice came from.
Then, he was directly stunned.
He even momentarily forgot the pain in his chest from the shattering stone.
Although it was a bit blurry, he saw a young man standing not far away.
His expression was calm, but the aura he emitted was sharp, as if it could wound someone, and he was holding an ancient long sword in his hand.
The sword trembled slightly, as if excited.
Although he had never seen him in reality, without a doubt, Old Hong recognized this person.
...but why? Why would he appear here?
He was directly dumbfounded.
On the other side.
The Fallen Angel, upon hearing the voice, suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing at him, slowly turned around, and looked at the young man who had appeared at some unknown time in the distance. The chaotic evil aura on his body surged instantly, and he made a puzzled sound: "Oh?"
"Do you really think that’s just arrogant self-assumption?"
Chen Lusi moved forward slowly, asking, "Devotion is useless, he simply satisfies himself. What he does is a foolish self-assumption; do you really believe that?"
"...Chen Lusi!? Why are you here?"
Lamar Aihai, like Old Hong, was stunned the moment Chen Lusi appeared.
He certainly knew Chen Lusi.
As the high-tier combat power of the Celestial Strategy Mansion that caused significant trouble to the Roman Catholic Church some time ago.
His photo had already spread throughout the Church internally.
And he didn’t expect...to see him at the Goryeo branch.
Until he heard Chen Lusi ask again.
He then suddenly reacted, instantly activating his Authority Ability, and issued a question.
"Chen Lusi?"
The Fallen Angel, upon hearing this name, looked at Chen Lusi, showing a curious expression: "Is this the person the original owner of this body is afraid of? The burly rat just now? Let me see..."
As he spoke, he looked at Chen Lusi’s face.
But the expected inner voice did not come, and the normally foolproof insight failed.
Only nothingness was conveyed.
At this moment, one couldn’t distinguish whether it was a failure or the other party was entirely focused.
The Fallen Angel faced this situation and was stunned.
Chen Lusi took another step forward, seemingly unaware of what the other party had done, and asked for the third time: "I ask, do you truly think the devotion just made by the intelligence officers of our Celestial Strategy Mansion was arrogance?"
"..."
The Fallen Angel snapped out of it, his interest growing more intense as he eyed the mysterious-to-him Chen Lusi: "Yes, I think so, and it doesn’t matter what I think, the answer will be revealed soon anyway, right?"
He said.
He looked towards the position where Tu Shou had just been teleported away.
"Chen Tiance! Tu Shou! A Holy Coffin Knight is pursuing him!"
On the other side.
As Chen Lusi approached, Old Hong’s disbelief gradually transformed into excitement. His previously weak body suddenly surged with power, and he yelled loudly: "It’s a Fallen Angel! Descending using the body of the original Mujin New Sect Leader Park Haoyu! He possesses Park Haoyu’s memories! Completely a conglomeration of malice! Be careful!"
"Though I don’t mind what you’re saying...I really dislike this kind of scenario."
The Fallen Angel, observing the suddenly excited, delighted expression on Old Hong, shook his head, and then, with a chaotic evil smile on his face, continued: "However, you’ve reminded me of an interesting game.
About the choice of humanity, about the old game of which companion to save.
Is this the person this body fears? The god in these frail rat eyes? That must make playing more fun."
As his voice fell.
The Fallen Angel leaned forward, suddenly appearing in front of Old Hong, showing him a malicious smile while raising his right hand.
Swish—
His nails suddenly extended, stabbing straight at Old Hong’s temple.
Old Hong’s pupils contracted.
The only thought left was.
This kind of demon that plays with people’s minds, truly is—
With that thought.
His thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
Not only his thoughts, but the mist swirling around also suddenly froze.
Chen Lusi’s right hand was constantly twisting and transforming, sometimes turning into a blade, sometimes returning to normal.
And in the next second.
He clenched his fist suddenly, and his figure instantly vanished from the spot.
At the same moment.
A few kilometers away.
Tu Shou’s figure appeared once more.
He remained unscathed.
But this time, Old Hong did not appear by his side.
Seeing Old Hong not appear, his blood rushed to his head, and he turned to head back.
But as he turned around.
A wooden-faced, tower-like man appeared before him.
"You can’t escape."
Arakel Tuck said calmly, "To avoid unnecessary suffering, please come with me."
Tu Shou looked up at the tower-like Arakel Tuck, a look of despair instantly appearing on his face.
A Holy Coffin Knight...
But.
Just as the expression of despair formed on his face, he noticed that Arakel Tuck’s expression changed as well.
Pain mixed with shock, he suddenly turned around.
And as he turned.
Swish—
A fierce wind abruptly attacked.
As the black mist fled.
The fierce wind lifted Tu Shou’s hair from his forehead.
Immediately after.
Tu Shou discovered.
That Arakel Tuck, the Holy Coffin Knight, had disappeared.