Free Web NovelWhat is the urban legend Paper Cicada Immortal of Disaster?
The system once captured one to study when Disaster was not paying attention. The research showed that it was a specially made Alchemy Dirty Bomb, mixing the Witch Seed's unique calamity water and complex Alchemy materials.
What kind of person is it that prepares to take the brunt of hundreds of Alchemy Dirty Bombs about to strike without even dodging?
It's a fool, it's seeking death, it's a big idiot!
What kind of person not only intends to take the brunt of the Alchemy Dirty Bomb bombardment but also wants to drag others to their death with her?
She's a crazy person who is both stupid and evil.
Some people always think Gu Qianqian isn't very smart, but look, when analyzing problems at critical moments, isn't her logic very clear?
After a brief thought, she came to a conclusion—Fang Ji was a crazy person who was both stupid and evil, and a normal person like her shouldn't get too entangled with Fang Ji; she should leave quickly.
However, just as the streams of light from the falling Paper Cicada Immortal descended from the sky, she ran less than ten meters in the direction the Paper Cicada Immortal came from, and three Paper Cicada Immortals landed directly in ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) front of her.
The small paper figures plunged into the ground, half of their bodies buried in the soil, and in the space of a breath, fire erupted from their pale bodies.
Amidst the sudden explosions, air currents mixed with violent Spiritual Energy spread in all directions.
The earth shook as if a giant had suddenly stomped on it.
The instantaneous high temperature caused the splashing sand and soil to crystallize, and then, accompanied by the faint crisp sound of the crystals shattering, countless fragments, scorched fiery red and scalding hot, along with highly corrosive Alchemy flames, rushed towards Gu Qianqian.
Her body stiffened, and then she quickly retreated several steps, moving out of the area engulfed by the flames.
Gu Qianqian's reaction was already very fast, and her actions were also very swift, but in the end, she was still a step too slow.
Although she avoided the flames produced by the explosion, an indescribable strange fragrance, carried by the rapidly spreading air currents, entered her nostrils.
The next moment, she felt an unsettling chill descend along her respiratory tract.
Her vision blurred, she felt dizzy, a chill spread through her chest as if to freeze her body, she struggled to breathe, and her emotions were inexplicably low.
In a daze, she seemed to return to the day her uncle's family left her after she woke up, back to the moment the system told her, “Run, don't look back!” She was overcome with sadness.
Unforgettable past events, along with the swirling chill in her chest, surfaced in her mind, bringing heart-wrenching sorrow and loneliness.
A few more Paper Cicada Immortals fell to the ground ahead, exploding with a roar, and everything within sight was instantly engulfed in flames.
Yet, everything within her sight was clearly burning fiery red, but Gu Qianqian felt that even if the whole world were set ablaze, it couldn't extinguish the coldness in her heart.
Facts proved that the destructive power of Disaster's Alchemy Dirty Bomb explosions was not the most terrifying; the most terrifying were the explosion sounds, accompanied by the high-temperature diffusion of vaporized calamity water and the world's malice.
What kind of Alchemy bomb was that? It was clearly an Alchemy poison gas bomb.
Hallucinogenic effects and erosion of Spiritual Energy, a two-pronged attack!
In fact, most of the souls who perished under Alchemy Dirty Bombs in the past did not die in the first round of explosions, but rather inhaled the gas produced by the first round of explosions, their consciousnesses blurred, stiffening in place like live targets, and then were torn apart by the subsequent Alchemy Dirty Bombs.
Although Gu Qianqian, relying on her impressive Spiritual Energy fluctuation level and a physique far exceeding Psychic of the same level, only took one second to break free from the abnormal state, that one second felt as long as a century to her.
When she came to her senses, began to retreat, and then turned to look at Fang Ji, her eyes instantly widened.
Fang Ji still stood there motionless, his arms spread, his eyes closed, a faint golden light emanating from his tall and slender body, exuding a sacred aura, like a humanoid miracle walking in the mundane world.
For a moment, Gu Qianqian even suspected that he would suddenly spread his pure white wings, like the urban legend known as angels in legends.
In front of him, countless streams of light shot forth, either flying past him and landing in the barren land in the distance, erupting in blazing flames, or exploding in mid-air halfway, blooming into a fiery spectacle, or grazing a part of his body, bouncing once, and then flying into the distance.
Most unbelievably, some Paper Cicada Immortals that seemed 100% certain to hit him, after arcing through the air and striking him, seemed to be duds, not exploding immediately, but waiting until he continued forward and reached a safe distance before erupting with a huge bang.
In the distant sky, the continuously flying Paper Cicada Immortals were like countless stars, and the buzzing of the air from their rapid flight converged, echoing like thunder.
Blazing flames, like flowers, bloomed on the earth, swaying in the howling wind, spreading the aura of Disaster.
This is Disaster, the urban legend that spreads Disaster!
However, Fang Ji, in the center of the Disaster vortex, was unharmed.
Illogical!
This thought popped into her mind, and then she quickly trotted to catch up.
Although illogical, the facts proved that Fang Ji could indeed guarantee her safety.
It is well known that there are many types of strong tanks. Some are like Disaster, with maxed-out defense, impervious to blades and guns. Others are like Fang Ji, with maxed-out evasion, impossible to hit no matter how you try.
And Fang Ji is that strong tank with maxed-out evasion!
“......”
It doesn't matter if it's illogical, just as the system says, existence is logical. If you find it illogical, it only means your understanding is insufficient.
It doesn't matter if your understanding is insufficient, as long as you know how to reasonably utilize illogical things to create benefits for yourself. Gu Qianqian thought.
Noticing that the fleeing Gu Qianqian had returned, Fang Ji tilted his head and smiled, “You seemed to not trust me just now?”
Gu Qianqian, “......”
“Do you believe me now?”
“Mhm, mhm!” Gu Qianqian nodded her head like a pounding garlic.
“Then, as we agreed before, once we get within a hundred meters of Disaster, it'll be your turn to lead the way.” Fang Ji said, and as he spoke, he looked excitedly in the direction the Paper Cicada Immortals were flying from.
As the Alchemy Dirty Bombs carried by the Paper Cicada Immortals continuously exploded around him, he could feel the fragrance of the miracle flower emanating from his body continuously transferring to Disaster.
And this was exactly what he wanted.
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Fang Ji had the protection of the fragrance of the miracle flower, with maxed-out evasion, allowing him to easily dodge the Paper Cicada Immortal's bombardment. The Half-Guitan tribes were not so lucky.
Although Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le had already ordered the tribal members to disperse before the Paper Cicada Immortals fell, and sent messages to the various tribes for them to evacuate, there were still some tribes whose evacuation speed was half a beat too slow, falling into the area covered by the Paper Cicada Immortal's activity. freewebnøvel.com
The team of nearly a hundred people, led by Wu Ta You Clan Leader and composed of nine Half-Guitan tribes, was one of them.
Wu Ta You Clan Leader was the one among the three super-large tribes who was most at odds with the Tuowolile Tribe.
Although the Arslan Tribe also strongly opposed Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le when he proposed to be the leader, that was because Gu'er Alasi Lan was strong his entire life and unwilling to be beneath others.
Wu Ta You Clan Leader, however, was different; he simply didn't want the Tuowolile Tribe to benefit, and for that, he would even support others to become the leader.
Some people are just like that; seeing others benefit is more painful than killing their own mother.
Under these circumstances, although Wu Ta You Clan Leader, forced by the will of most tribes, temporarily acknowledged Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le's leadership, he would certainly procrastinate and feign compliance when carrying out orders.
In fact, he originally did not want to evacuate, and it was not until the Paper Cicada Immortals fell and his team suffered casualties that he realized something was wrong and fled in a panic.
“Boom—boom—boom—!”
Explosions mixed with wails continuously came from behind, and the earth trembled as if herds of giant beasts were chasing them from behind.
Even at this point, the frantically fleeing Wu Ta You Clan Leader was still grumbling incessantly, even attributing the main reason for their perilous situation to Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le.
“Damn Tuo’eli Le, he must have known what was going to happen long ago, that's why he was so unclear and nonchalant when he ordered the evacuation, otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen to this state!”
Just as he was muttering to himself, a figure suddenly sped from ahead, stumbling to his front, and knelt on one knee.
“Clan, Clan Leader, a-ahead...”
Seeing his tribesman, whom he had sent to scout ahead, stammering and unable to articulate anything for a long time, the already frustrated Wu Ta You Clan Leader immediately flared up in an unnamed rage, kicking the tribesman to the ground and stepping on his chest. freewёbnoνel.com
“Ahead, ahead, why don't you say what's ahead? I sent you to scout, and now you can't even speak when you come back?”
“Gulp—!” The Half-Guitan swallowed, adjusted his breathing slightly, and then said with a trembling voice, “Clan Leader, a-ahead, someone even fiercer has arrived!”
“What? Fiercer?” Wu Ta You Clan Leader was stunned. Before he could react, he heard a low chanting of poetry faintly coming from ahead.
“Blood flowers dyed. Trembling from the scabbard, a flickering light shines. Two ancient dragons banished. Both leaped into, the Moya Sword.
...
The Vajra's wisdom blade penetrates Zen mystery, what roots of emotion and karma, all cut down with one stroke of the word. Ghosts grieve and gods lament.
Three feet of single-edged blade, worn down over a thousand years. Treasured in a brocade pouch, inlaid with a bright pearl.”
Two seconds later, Wu Ta You Clan Leader came to his senses and roared angrily at the front, “Who the hell is playing tricks?!”
As soon as his voice fell, a figure in white suddenly appeared in front of him. He didn't even see the other party's movements.
Then, a bright silver longsword silently landed on his shoulder.
“Half-Guitan? Very good!” The person said, “Do you know where the Tuowolile Tribe is? I have something I want to discuss with them.”
