Pillar of Yita

The Dark Giant Dragon could no longer stand firm and was forced to fly back into the sky, watching helplessly as its minions fell one after another into the golden magma below, letting out an angry shriek.

Its anger wasn’t derived from the loss of its minions.

But from ordering its minions to quickly capture that damned human—as well as to find the Pale Glory.

Under the furious gaze of the Dark Giant Dragon, the Dragon’s minions continued to attack in waves, unaffected by their own greater losses, causing not a little trouble to Fang Hong, even as the Holy Temple collapsed and tilted.

At this moment, whether within the emergency command center, above King’s Square, or inside Dragon Horn Hall, everyone watching this scene tensed up involuntarily.

They couldn’t help but clench their fists.

On one hand, the Dark Giant Dragon and its minions were closing in step by step; on the other, even the solitary island they stood on was crumbling.

The violent tremors of Fenris seemed to have also affected the Ether Realm. The Light Bridge far away flickered and then, almost a half-minute earlier than expected, disappeared.

The disappearance of the Light Bridge felt like the extinguishing of hope in the hearts of the people, even though they knew the existence of the Light Bridge had little to do with Fang Hong’s fate, but the sense of loss was indescribable.

People couldn’t figure out how Fang Hong could escape this desperate situation.

But inside the emergency command center, only the Chairman of Silver Weslan’s eyes flashed with a deep light. He suddenly spoke to Fang Hong, ”Xiaya, behind you!”

Fang Hong heard this and glanced in that direction, sighing to himself that the Chairman of Silver Weslan truly understood his own products well. He nodded forcefully; in fact, he had already thought of this escape route, which coincided with the other’s suggestion—

It was just that the current situation was a bit more unexpected than he had anticipated.

He used all his strength to dodge a minion of the Dragon’s Claw lunging at him, then, with all his might, launched himself forward, embracing the waist of his Energy Angel with one arm, and with his right hand pointing in that direction, two Magic Buoys activated the Blink ability at a 120-degree angle to each other.

In the violent shaking, Fang Hong struggled to keep his bearings, and this Blink had an element of luck to it.

But in the eyes of all onlookers, he and the Energy Angel disappeared from underneath the encirclement of the Dragon’s minions. The next moment, they appeared at the edge of the cliff.

Thankfully, they hadn’t overshot by much. Fang Hong took a quick look at the distance between himself and the cliff edge—only two or three steps away. The flowing magma seemed just beneath his eyelids. He wiped off a cold sweat, but there wasn’t much time for him to feel relieved; in an instant, the Energy Angel disappeared once more.

And when it reappeared, it was in midair above the Sea of Lava.

The Energy Angel didn’t have the ability to fly, and it almost immediately began to plummet downward.

Many people couldn’t help but cry out in surprise at this sight.

Below was sprawling magma, with temperatures of over a thousand degrees.

But the Chairmen and Vice-Chairmen inside the emergency command center had already understood Fang Hong’s idea; their eyes took on a peculiar glow—such a plan was not unprecedented, but it was certainly pushing the limits a bit too far.

Fang Hong clenched his teeth and wrapped himself around his Flexible Construct, executing the next command in a fraction of a second.

Blink again.

He appeared in exactly the direction the others had predicted, a hundred feet ahead of his previous Blink, the maximum distance of a Blink.

Then it was a series of Blinks.

It was like a silver line was being woven over the golden sea, slowly connecting to the other side of the cliff—toward the direction where the Pyramid Fortress was located, but it only seemed slow; in reality, there was very little time between each Blink.

Within the Golande Palace, the Nobles and the current Little Princesses were utterly stunned.

Even Sophie couldn’t help but slightly open her mouth in astonishment.

She certainly knew that to execute this series of commands under such extreme circumstances required a level of composure and calmness. Just one or two mistakes, and Fang Hong might not have another chance to try again, and would have to watch helplessly as he plummeted into the Sea of Magma below.

But so far, Fang Hong had not made a single mistake, and the intervals between his Blinks seemed to be shortening, indicating he was becoming more proficient.

”How does he do it...”

The silver line had now reached the middle of the Sea of Lava.

”A little faster!”

Sophie heard her father muttered beside her ear. Surprised, she turned to look at him. Su Changfeng’s face reddened as he explained, ”The kid is daring and adventurous; I like him. Such a talent, I must have him.”

”Of course, that’s assuming he survives.”

If it were any other time, she wouldn’t hesitate to mock her father, but at that moment, she suddenly felt a sense.

He might actually make it.

The Dark Giant Dragon in the sky finally let out a piercing shriek and dived straight down, naturally unwilling to let their prey get away after trapping the human in a desperate situation. They could no longer afford to care about anything else; the Dragon’s minions couldn’t keep up with Fang Hong’s Speed, and they had to take matters into their own claws.

But Fang Hong had anticipated their desperation. He turned in midair, his right hand pointing toward the Dark Giant Dragon that was diving toward him.

It was another flash of dazzling Qing light that disappeared in an instant.

The Dark Giant Dragon’s fate was not much better than that of its previous allies. With a scream, it was knocked back and plunged into the magma below, becoming a mass of golden flame. The others screeched and quickly flapped their injured wings to rise, but they were wobbling, one wing already charred black.