Chapter 847: Initiation (Nineteen) (Add to the Silver Alliance "Joqunte" 45)

Although Akasha's limbs are of course of extraordinary quality, they are still not enough to see the divine messenger's silence method.

After only half a second, the part where the flame was put into the flame began to seep out bloody liquid on the dark red surface and evaporate in an instant.

A strange fragrance also emanates, refreshing the heart.

Actually, I was still guessing whether it would be the taste of roasted crab claws before trying, but it turned out not.

It was a tempting fragrance that was almost genetically shaped, and it almost made people turn their heads into lust.

After taking a sip, Fu Qian even remembered a movie he had watched many years ago.

In there, the protagonist gathers the smells of many women, and the final masterpiece of perfume is probably a hundred times diluted in front of him?

For a moment, the entire bar was hit in an instant, with the scene and sounds chaotic, so no one noticed the human torch here.

You're welcome.

Because of Xiu Meng's actions just now, there was obviously a bit of a cold situation inside, and the atmosphere has been revived.

Fu Qian sat still, hiding his merits and fame.

And just after the chaos lasted for five seconds, someone outside finally couldn't stand it anymore.

A cloud of misty white mist quickly enveloped the entire bar.

The temperature dropped sharply in an instant, and Fu Qian seemed to hear the tables and chairs unable to withstand the severe cold, and the sound was clattering.

The guests were even more unbearable, their movements slowed down, and their enthusiasm was forcibly cooled down.

"Get out."

The next moment, accompanied by a cold sound, a figure appeared in the bar.

Judging from the breath, there is no doubt that this is a demigod, but this look...

Looking at the new customers at the bar, Fu Qian was a little surprised for a while.

Although it sounds like a female voice, the one standing there was an ice wolf with four legs on the ground.

He is about one meter tall, with a slender body translucent shape, covered with white mist from head to tail, like an elf stepping out of ice and snow, with his pair of blue eyes staring at this side.

You can be sure that you don't know.

The demigods in this place are indeed pinching each other.

This should be the one who just cast the magic spell of clearing the mind and being good at it.

As Fu Qian sighed, several more figures appeared.

Among them, Akasha and Ballard, who had previously communicated enthusiastically.

Their reaction was as consistent, looking at the gradually extinguished wreckage, while expressing shock at the previous look.

Especially Akasha, her eyes first condensed on the half-burned claws in Fu Qian's hand, and then she kept rushing between Fu Qian and Ballard, with a complicated expression.

There is no way, except for the different color schemes, the two of them are really consistent in their styles.

...

"Who are you?"

Although the person involved, Ballard, could not see his expression, was obviously shocked and was the first to ask.

"Ha...Balard..."

Fu Qian, who was covered in strange armor, was filled with emotion when he talked to himself.

"It's really unpleasant to see you by the ghostly practitioner of order."

"Are you trying to say that you are the 'clown'?"

Ballard sneered.

"Not to mention the obvious differences in the ranks, you should know more about it when you try to pretend to be someone else. The clown will never become me no matter what!"

"Joker, Andil, whatever you call me."

Faced with doubts, Fu Qian didn't care at all.

"As for this look, I specially tailored it, how do I feel?"

...

It can be seen that Ballard really wants to slash over with a sword.

But as the only witness at the scene, no matter how weird the identity is, he cannot do this for the time being.

"Where are those people?"

Ballard changed his question directly.

"Internal strife, I'm leaving."

Fu Qian's answer is also quite concise.

"impossible--"

"I know, you have put a net of heaven and earth outside. As foreigners, they will never be able to escape so calmly."

"It's a pity that there are two envoys in the other party's team."

Fu Qian expressed the most explosive information in the plainest tone.

"Even in the carriage not far away, there is a character who is almost a messenger in charge of keeping watch. Your actions have long been discovered."

God's messenger...

This title is obviously extremely intimidating, and several demigods instantly stagnated their breath.

But the previous incidents of the two demigods dying together made people unable to deny this possibility.

"So are you lucky that they ran away now?"

The next moment, Fu Qian's voice was joking.

"After all, even if you rely on the human sea tactics to kill people, the death rate of you who act as the pioneer is probably quite high."

...

"So you want to say that it's Andil who died? Then why are you holding my stuff in your hand?"

Ballard was speechless for a moment, and Akasha couldn't help but speak.

"You just relied on this thing to confirm that Andil is here?"

Fu Qian twisted the quenched limb tip in his hand.

"With wit, but not enough."

"It is very risky to play such a cleverness before the God's messenger!"

His meaning was very clear, and Akasha's investigation was too rash, which exposed the intention.

"You still didn't say why this thing is in your hands!"

While Akasha was deeply hit, the Ice Wolf, who had only said one sentence from the beginning, spoke.

"Good question!"

Although the style is inhuman, Fu Qian did not look down on him and looked at him directly.

"For what turned into ashes is the body of the clown, plus Andil's will."

"Faced with that hunting team, I had no power to fight back. I was just lying here and fell into madness, but suddenly for a moment, my will became extremely clear."

He pointed to his head.

"Next, I witnessed my body, and began to burn quickly."

"You mean... the other party used special means to exchange your will?"

Akasha frowned. Although she understood, she was unwilling to believe it.

"The means of God's messengers are elusive, but it is obvious that I am not the purpose of their actions, because after all this they left."

Fu Qian said that he had already thought of the plot.

"That's why I think they had an internal strife."

"Will exchange...I've never heard of this ability."

Ballard's helmet opened little by little, frowned at the ice wolf.

"What do you think of Crystal?"

"The people in the bar do have strange marks on them, beyond their understanding and have a very high rank."

Although the shape is inhuman, it can still be seen that the demigod, known as crystal, is nodding.

"But this kind of one-sided statement cannot prove anything."

"I think you can give people to the prophet and let him make judgments."

"...I think it's the best way to deal with this guy who killed him directly."

Ballard was obviously very dissatisfied with his behavior in the same clothes before, and tended to kill him directly.

"If he is so easy to kill, can he sit here and tell us this?"

However, Crystal's voice became strong. After questioning, he asked Ballard to implement his suggestions.
Chapter completed!