Pillar of Yita

Fang Hong watched for a moment before recognizing those as the Free Summoners.

Everyone is already here.

He thought to himself.

The grand show should also be on, he calmly turned around in midair and flipped a switch on the Magic Guided Reactor behind him. It was precisely at that moment that he gracefully swept over the tops of the two pyramids.

The entire square behind him, where a violent battle roared on, seemed like an enormous backdrop for his actions at the moment, a pair of deep blue wings suddenly spreading out behind him, twelve slender ribbons of Ether Magic Power’s brilliant blue light.

Blooming in the sky above.

At that moment, everyone couldn’t help but look up because the sunlight, passing through the magical wings, cast a shadow on the ground.

The Chairman of the Blood Oath Alliance also looked up.

This time he finally saw clearly, those were Glider Wings—is someone there? He could hardly believe his own eyes, had this person gone mad? To cross the battlefield in such a way at this time, did he think that his guild’s rangers were just for show?

Or was it actually just a war correspondent? But would such a minor battle even draw the attention of war correspondents?

However, no matter who it was, he would not allow them to pass over the valley.

The Chairman of the Blood Oath Alliance immediately turned back, tuned in to the Ranger Corps’ communication frequency, grabbed the Communication Crystal and shouted, ”Eagle Eye, look to the skies, shoot that guy down for me.”

The Rangers lined up in unison, lifting their heads to look at the pair of blue wings in the sky. They hesitated for only a moment before raising their Longbows together.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Grant hurriedly walked out of the ruins under others’ lead, the intense sunlight forcing him to squint. He lifted his head, shielding his brow with his hand, and looked at the gleaming point in the sky.

In the next moment, he couldn’t help but gasp in shock.

The other party had really done as promised, but he had never imagined that they would enter the battle in such a way. Was that really the Combat Artisan? But was this how a Combat Artisan fought?

Then.

He saw Fang Hong spread his arms wide open in midair.

At that moment, Fang Hong had his eyes closed. He didn’t even need to see; he could feel his own state from the wind’s speed, as though he was born to belong to the sky. That incomparable sense of space almost gave him the feeling of being connected to the valley itself.

Yes, that familiar feeling had returned.

Unfortunately, he still didn’t possess true flying capabilities. Fang Hong then opened his eyes; after the Glider Wings had spread, his speed abruptly slowed, and he clearly saw the two pyramids slowly passing beneath him.

He turned his head back and saw, on the other side, two figures hurrying through the crowd, trying to slip inside the pyramid.

”Ha,” Fang Hong couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, ”Indeed in this place.”

He lifted his arms, the Magic Buoys on the Reinforced Gloves spinning together.

Three points of golden light whirled out from the fluttering windcoat, pausing in midair for all to see, then pivoting and tracing a strikingly beautiful arc.

Heading straight for one of the pyramids.

Three streaks of golden light, shooting downwards.

Kaka, dragging six shadows along, was running faster and faster among the crowd. He had sensed something wrong long ago, and the moment the silver light appeared in the sky, he saw clearly through the telescope: that was an Alchemist.

But would an Alchemist fly in the sky?

Impossible.

So there was only one answer.

It was a Combat Artisan.

But where would Rain Listener get so many Combat Artisans? Kaka already had the answer in his heart. In fact, the moment he saw Fang Hong, it was as if by some predestined intuition, he instinctively recognized who it was.

”Wait!” the short-haired Elf Girl shouted from behind, both angry and anxious, ”What are you doing, let go of my hand! If you want to take advantage, don’t use such an old trick!”

But suddenly, she screamed and fell silent.

Kaka looked back with a sense of premonition.

And then he only saw those three streaks of golden light plunging downwards.

”Damn!” As soon as Kaka saw the trajectory of the Clockwork Fairy, he understood everything, ”It’s over, Fire Giant!”

That was his last thought.

Then there was a blinding white light, slowly rising in the valley, as if a dazzling small sun had risen above the pyramid for all eyes to see.

The shockwaves came one after another, the valley thunderously vibrating, causing everyone to fall to the ground in unison.

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