Pillar of Yita

”Who are you!?”

”How did you end up in this place!?”

Fang Hong was greatly taken aback.

He looked at the two people, unable to react immediately. What’s going on, isn’t this the Phantom Realm, how can these two people see him? But while he was lost in thought, those two prison guards had already begun to harbor bad intentions.

”Well then!”

”So you’re an accomplice of this vicious woman!”

”Intruder!”

”You want to rescue the Dragon Witch, I bet you’re a cultist?”

The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other tacitly, and simultaneously drew the short swords from their waists, rushing straight at Fang Hong. Clearly, they decided swiftly, wanting to kill him to silence him due to their own shameful acts being exposed. After all, someone who can enter this place so easily wasn’t one of the people they knew.

What else could it be but an intruder?

Although Fang Hong still didn’t understand what was happening at the moment, he instinctively reacted upon seeing the two draw weapons. He glanced at Miss Eve, who was trembling in fright, then at the two, thinking this was perfect timing.

He was just full of anger with nowhere to vent.

The two prison guards underestimated his youth; in their era, there was no concept of a Holy Chooser. But to Fang Hong, for these two clumsy prison guards to dare to initiate an attack on him was simply seeking death.

Their skill level was even lower than that of the people he initially encountered from the Dragonfire Guild.

Let alone the fact they didn’t even have a Magic Guided Reactor——

He didn’t even bother issuing commands to the Energy Angel standing in the darkness behind him. He stepped forward and punched the first prison guard in the face. In this blow, he wielded the power of the Rocket Fist at the last moment.

The powerful magic power conducted from the Magic Guided Reactor propelled the exhaust engine of the Rocket Fist, emitting a long plume of smoke, striking the guard’s nose. Fang Hong could almost hear the crisp sound of bones cracking.

The latter didn’t even have time to let out a scream before flying sideways, crashing into the prison gate with a loud bang. Then he bounced off, fell to the ground, bounced again, and landed heavily.

He was already beyond saving.

Only then did the second prison guard fail to grasp the situation, almost collapsing in fear, losing control of his bodily functions. But Fang Hong was not going to show him any mercy, just like they had no compassion for Miss Eve earlier.

He stood there, turning around, raising the Pride of the Lonely King at the guy, delivering a Rocket Fist that sent him sprawling on the ground.

Then he took a step forward, stepped on the man’s chest, twisted off a rusty iron bar from Eve’s prison gate with a ’crack’ to use as a spear. He turned the ’spear tip’ towards the man’s throat, looked at him coldly, and asked:

”Speak, who taught you to say those things earlier?”

Eve stared wide-eyed at this stranger who came from nowhere.

She couldn’t comprehend how the prison gate, which seemed incredibly solid to her, was soft like a pile of bean curd under his hand.

The person clearly didn’t look much older, even younger than Yoshude, merely a child.

”Teach...” The guard, unable to move on the ground, his eyes darting around: ”...teach what?”

”You said Yoshude will marry the King’s daughter,” Fang Hong sneered, ”I’d like to know, which daughter, and what’s her name?”

”I... I don’t know.”

Before he finished speaking, a shriek like a pig being slaughtered broke the air.

Because Fang Hong, with a cold face, pierced his left shoulder with the spear. His eyes showed no hesitation, piercing as if into a sack of flour.

The guard struggled on the ground for a while, tears and mucus flowing, before finally saying: ”I really don’t know... someone told me.”

”Who is that person?”

”It was——”

But as the guard was about to speak.

A gentle voice came from behind the prison gate.

”Alright, sir,” It was Eve’s voice: ”No need to torment him further, I understand what you mean——”

She looked down, holding her hand, shaking her head gently: ”Yoshude has not betrayed me. I’ve already understood, thank you, even though I don’t know how you got here.”

”But please leave quickly, there’s only one way to get out, and when the Praetor and others come, you’ll be in danger too.” Eve looked at him with genuine concern, saying: ”Even though Praetor Garcia isn’t very powerful himself, he has several subordinates that aren’t easy for you to handle.”

But Fang Hong looked at her, though he didn’t know why she suddenly could see him, he still spoke voluntarily: ”Miss Eve, I came specifically to save you. Yoshude has already passed Dulun, he should be about to arrive at Idus.”

He seemed to have truly returned to a hundred years ago and said proactively: ”Let’s leave this place first. Once Yoshude arrives, everything will get better.”

Yet Eve looked at him solemnly.

She shook her head gently: ”It’s too late, sir.”

”Wait,” Fang Hong instinctively shouted: ”But the girl seemed not to hear, her figure gradually fading, disappearing into the darkness.”

Fang Hong looked down, realizing that the prison guard at his feet had already turned into a pile of bones. The head of the skeleton was long lost somewhere.

Witnessing this scene, he was stunned for a good long while.

Only then did he hear Atira’s voice beside him: ”Ade, what’s wrong with you, why have you been distracted since the beginning?”

”Distracted?” Fang Hong turned around, only to see Elf Miss gesturing at him, pointing behind him: ”Just now, the Wandering Alt and the Praetor’s phantom passed through the wall behind you, heading into the chamber inside.”

”It’s like you didn’t even see that scene,” Atira said worriedly: ”What happened to you just now?”

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