Pillar of Yita

On the other side, Fang Hong was also in a tough spot. For the first time, he failed to activate the Blink command during the collision. Together with his Energy Angel, he was knocked diagonally downward, eliciting a chorus of screams.

But fortunately,

in that direction, there happened to be a remnant bridge pillar.

With a loud thud, Fang Hong collided with the pillar. As stars flashed before his eyes, he raised his hand and with another thud, he launched the Flying Claw which grasped the external structure of the pillar, and he hung there, suspended above the Sea of Lava on the solitary man-made building.

However, at that moment his hand could no longer bear the weight of the Energy Angel. It slipped from his grasp and plunged into the lava, turning into a flash of Golden Flame.

Fang Hong felt a tinge of regret in his heart, for if his left hand hadn’t been injured, he might have had a chance to recall the Energy Angel back into the storage space.

But right now he could not afford to think about that.

Lifting his head, Fang Hong glanced at the top of the pillar and opened a blue Light Gate there. He summoned a second Energy Angel and then retracted the cable from his Reinforced Gloves, slowly elevating himself with the help of the Energy Angel.

The scene that had just unfolded had completely intimidated the Dark Giant Dragons, making them hesitant to make any hasty moves.

And at this moment, the bridge pillar upon which Fang Hong stood was actually not far from the other end of the cliff.

It was less than a third of the distance away.

And he had another Energy Angel in his possession.

When Fang Hong reached the top of the pillar, everyone finally understood his choice, as from that vantage point, nothing ahead could stop his progress at this moment.

The fourth island was now behind him.

Although the Light Bridge had disappeared, Fang Hong still had another ’bridge’—his Flexible Construct.

This was the Combat Artisan. He had selected this route early on, skillfully playing the Dark Giant Dragons and monsters in circles, and people couldn’t help but think of this incredible idea with awe.

But what they saw in this scene was not just a wildly imaginative strategy but also unparalleled courage, wondering how many could challenge an entire army single-handedly with such bravery?

After a moment of silence, inside the Royal Palace of Golande, at the municipal office, the nobles began to applaud quietly. Their upbringing and education refrained them from expressing their mood with exaggerated statements, but applause was the only answer at that moment.

The soft clapping grew into a wave, spreading from inside the palace to the outside, where rank and status lost their significance before the applause. Everyone contributed their claps, creating a rhythmic sound that swept through the entire Royal City of Colin Ishurian.

From the heart of the city to the docks of the Airport,

on a boat moored there, several people were looking up from the deck. ”He’s a good lad,” said a man in a somewhat worn coat, wearing a captain’s hat. ”There are indeed heroes among the Chosen.”

He turned back and asked, ”Are you sure you saw the young lady?”

The others nodded.

The remaining third of the distance was but a brief moment for Fang Hong.

He had planned to use a relay method with two Energy Angels to cross the Sea of Lava, and he had chosen this direction precisely because of this remaining bridge, which could offer him a chance to swap his Energy Angels at the halfway mark.

It seemed that the Chairman of the Silver Weslan had also realized this in the end. However, the Chairman surpassed him in skill—Chenxi was not a Combat Artisan, yet she could estimate the range and number of transports of the Energy Angels with such precision.

One must understand that each person, due to their different Magic Capacities, Attributes, and Skills, would see variations in the performance of their Flexible Constructs. Although the Energy Angels belonged to Silver Weslan, the Chairman’s accurate prediction must have been based on previous assessments of his control over the Energy Angels.

Fang Hong admitted that he did not have such an ability.

However, losing an Energy Angel was more of a surprise than he had anticipated, and this was because he hadn’t accounted for the injury to his hand. But in such circumstances, he could not afford to consider too much. Whether his hand was injured or not, he still had to make that choice.

When the Energy Angel activated Blink for the last time, Fang Hong swiftly retracted it into Subspace. At the same time, he raised his hand and shot out the Flying Claw, which firmly gripped the other end of the cliff and pulled him across.

There, Tainaric and Parker, who had been instructed to wait by him, quickly pulled him up from below.

”What about the others?”

As the rumbling of the underground world grew more intense, Fang Hong asked simply amidst the roaring noise.

”They took another direction. The creatures chased after them, the others didn’t dare to linger,” answered Tainaric.

”Those creatures?”

”That boat,” replied the Lizardman Prince in a low, hissing voice.

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