Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 170: Legacy of the Sword Heart (XVII)
"Taking advantage of my secluded meditation time to collude with others to frame the students of my Sword Institute, do you think I cannot see through it?"
Amidst dead silence, Li Weixuan gave a snort and slowly raised his head to look at Fu Qian.
"None of you shall live!"
...
Can't afford to play!
Failing to test me repeatedly, he directly flipped the table?
This "it" has quite a spoiled brat style!
Fu Qian silently looked at Lanaya on the ground.
It was already too late.
Li Weixuan’s attack just now, even with him being separated by this far, the swiftness and fierceness within it could be felt.
A sneak attack of the Demigod level—the killing power was truly too terrifying.
And the sole chance of survival was also appropriately cut off by Yuan Xin.
Truly a Sword Slaughtering Array!
...
Of course, "its" true target was himself.
Killing Lanaya was merely to rationalize Li Weixuan’s cognition.
Although he didn't know how it was done, "it" obviously spent great effort to allow Li Weixuan to mental-gymnast the scenario of him conspiring with Lanaya to frame them, and to firmly believe in "his own judgment."
Such a judgment was undoubtedly riddled with holes; it could at most make him "muddled for a moment."
By the looks of it, it was willing to sacrifice Li Weixuan to put himself to death.
...
Li Weixuan killed Lanaya?
At this moment, among the onlookers outside the Sword Array, almost no one dared to believe their own eyes.
How did a perfectly good open lecture suddenly turn into this?
Although according to Li Weixuan’s version, it was him seeing through Lanaya and Fu Qian’s conspiracy, the majority of people were skeptical about this.
Even so, facing Li Weixuan who was walking over like a god of killing, a group of people still dodged to the side immediately.
Regardless of the facts, this killing intent was real; no one was willing to directly face the wrath of a Demigod.
And the incident happened suddenly. Those with this capability, he feared, would not be able to rush over for a while.
A large open space instantly appeared around Fu Qian.
...
"After I have executed you two villains, I will naturally explain to the Academy."
Although he had just killed a colleague, Li Weixuan’s gaze was still firm and piercing, without a shred of hesitation visible.
While still a distance away from Fu Qian, endless sword qi erupted again, blasting toward Fu Qian with a more exaggerated might than before.
This is too strong!
A Demigod of the Dao of the Sword is terrifying to this extent?
Seeing this scene, almost everyone felt that Fu Qian was going to follow in Lanaya’s footsteps. For a time, they could not bear to watch.
However, the next scene was contrary to their expectations.
Sanity Value reduced by 1!
Fu Qian, at the center of the storm, actually neither dodged nor evaded, raising both hands.
In the next moment, masses of black-red tentacles boomed and exploded open, meeting the attack together.
Sounds like countless artillery shells exploding rang out. The invincible sword qi was forcefully shattered, actually being blocked.
This...
What on earth was that thing? To actually be able to head-on resist the full-power strike of a Demigod?
Everyone looked incredulously at that sea-urchin-like sphere, the latter rapidly shrinking.
No, where is the person?
A group of people suddenly discovered that within the crisscrossing tentacles, Fu Qian’s figure actually could not be locked onto.
Li Weixuan equally had his brows furrowed tight. Then his gaze chilled, looking toward the direction of the Sword Array.
He didn't know when, but Fu Qian was already standing at the center of the Sword Array.
A tentacle extending from his hand was holding up Yuan Xin, who had been filled with righteous indignation just now.
As for the latter’s beloved sword, only a hilt remained.
"Vice Dean Li’s way of inviting people truly is enthusiastic!"
Fu Qian said softly.
"Do not be anxious. Have I not come?"
"I knew it..."
Li Weixuan had not spoken yet, but Yuan Xin, whose neck was tied, was struggling with all his might.
"...You are a monster."
"Is that so?"
Fu Qian lowered his head to look at him.
"Then are you afraid?"
Just now, he directly used Tendril Barrage Devastator, utilizing the created chaos to run inside, capturing this gentleman immediately.
"Haha, I am a dignified student of the Sword Institute. How could I fear an evil creature like you... I advise you to surrender early, otherwise you will share her fate."
"So you mean to say you are very brave?"
Fu Qian applauded with an expressionless face.
Under "its" influence, fear actually seems to be suppressed!
In the next moment, the struggling Yuan Xin suddenly became completely unable to move.
Looking down, he discovered his whole body, up and down, was grabbed by tentacles from different directions. For a time, extreme terror welled up in his heart.
However, before he had time to cry out, his body had already torn into pieces.
"Regrettably, I am not afraid either!"
Casually flinging Yuan Xin’s remains to the surrounding area, Fu Qian examined the alarm on Yuan Xin’s face.
It looks like the bravery buff has limits.
"Scatter!"
At this time, an angry roar rang out.
Fu Qian raised his head and saw Li Weixuan streaking through the sky in attack.
Sanity Value reduced by 1.
In the next moment, black-red tentacles obscured the sky and sun again.
After a succession of unknown number of booming sounds, the sword qi and tentacles both scattered.
Within the Sword Array, Fu Qian and Li Weixuan stood facing each other.
Under Li Weixuan’s command just now, almost everyone had withdrawn, leaving the battlefield to them.
Except for one person—
Ji Liushuang was embracing Lanaya’s corpse, silently sitting on the spot, without any intention of dodging.
"You must die..."
Li Weixuan looked at the directly dismembered Yuan Xin, his divine perception locking onto Fu Qian, his tone incredibly firm.
"I accept your auspicious words. But before that, I still have some questions to ask..."
Sanity Value reduced by 1.
While speaking, Fu Qian activated Mythic Form again, then raised his hand.
Air Bullet.
A holy and magnificent beam of light shot out from his hand, instantly blasting in front of Li Weixuan.
This time, under the buff of Mythic Form, Air Bullet seemed to be attached with a purification effect.
A muffled booming sound rang out. Li Weixuan’s original attack was obstructed, forced to withdraw the move to cope, pieces of dazzling fireworks splashing up.
And taking advantage of this chance, Fu Qian walked to Ji Liushuang’s side, looking down at her from above.
"Can't you just act as if you didn't see anything?"
"You... I don't understand..."
Ji Liushuang finally had a reaction, looking at him blankly.
"I wasn't talking to you."
Fu Qian shook his head, turning back to supplement with an Air Bullet.
This time it was a roaring fire dragon.
"As for you, you have already done very well. There is no need to change anything."
"Is that so? But the original intention of my hard work was merely... wanting to prove your bloodline is also very excellent, that's all..."
"No need. I can do it myself."
...
Fu Qian’s response made Ji Liushuang stun again. Finally, she gave a tragic smile, the spirit within her eyes completely vanishing.
My apologies!
Fu Qian shook his head, staring at the puppet-like Ji Liushuang, and continued.
"If this won't do, then is it okay for me to abandon darkness and throw myself toward the light? For example, you directly teach me ten or eight Sword Intents, and I’ll be your Chief Eldest Disciple?"
"Profaners have no chance."
After a long while, Fu Qian having already supplemented with two more Air Bullets, Ji Liushuang finally spoke, her voice becoming completely without ups and downs.
"Regardless of how you pray, your voice shall be rejected."
"So that's how it is. I understand."
Fu Qian had a face full of pity, turning to look at Li Weixuan.
"Then I shall send you on your way first!"
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