Chapter 1078: The Rise of the Demon-Hunting Fish
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hao Ren suddenly ca out from his daze. “Unusual phenona? What happened?”
“Let’s start with my recent work,” White Fla stepped aside, signaling them not to stand outside. “Please co in. The room’s a bit ssy, I hope you don’t mind,” she said.
When they entered the room, the condition of the room left a deep impression on Hao Ren for the wrong reason. It was as if White Fla had not cleaned her room for a hundred years. Nothing was in the right place. Comic books and magazines of different languages were all over the floor. It seed that White Fla knew many languages.
The shelf on the wall filled with garage kits was probably the neatest place in the room. It was the only place where it was kept correctly. Hao Ren did not know much about these things, but he roughly knew those garage kits were rare items. Never underestimated the ability of a demon hunter intoxicated by ani; living a long life with endless energy, there was nothing that she could not get her hands on.
After all, Vivian had once demonstrated such ability. To get the royal amulet of a small kingdom in Europe, she once lurked for a hundred and forty years on the edge of the imperial city, waiting for the empire to fall before digging out the amulet from the mausoleum. These supernatural creatures would do anything to satisfy their hobbies.
Fumbling in the room for a while before White Fla found a few chairs. After everyone was seated, she sat directly on the bed. “Sorry, I’m not in the habit of cleaning up my room. You know, I’m a warrior and not as ticulous as an ordinary girl.”
Hao Ren rolled his eyes. What does a ssy room have to do with being a warrior? he thought.
“Tell us about Coldpath,” Vivian said. If they kept talking about the room any further, it would get on her nerves. “Hasse has told , you have been busy in Coldpath.”
White Fla nodded. “Yes, we are understaffed now, even master demon hunters like have beco the backbone of the Council of Elders. I recently led a team of people cleaning up the upper realm of Coldpath. The suspended temples of Coldpath could be roughly divided into three areas, naly the lower realm near the Stellar Spire, the middle realm with a large number of normal temples, and the upper realm made up of Netherrealm Clock Tower and the surrounding buildings. As the middle and upper realms have many energy nodes and been heavily bombarded by demonic artillery, the realms are now heavily polluted. So far, the reconstruction work there is the slowest. I found so strange phenona when inspecting those contaminated areas. Describing them is hard. They look like spatial rifts, but none of the current thods could detect their internal structure, and there is no way to know where the cracks lead to. Now even demon hunters, master in dinsional manipulation, were helpless.”
“Just a spatial rift?” Hao Ren was a little disappointed. He was not there for the stupid spatial rift but for the goddess of creation.
White Fla shook her head and repeated what she had said earlier, as though she could not make it clear enough. “It’s not as simple as a spatial rift. I was saying that they look like spatial rifts. Those things appeared near the energy pipes of large facilities, completely out of thin air. I suspect that the energy nodes of Coldpath triggered sothing when they went offline collectively. Probably that’s what you’re after: the ancient power.”
“Divinity is not the sa as the ancient power that you understand, but what you said makes sense too,” Hao Ren said, scratching his head. “Well, let’s see how those cracks look like,” he said.
White Fla nodded. “Sure. The investigators in the temples near the Netherrealm Clock Tower should still be there, let’s go now.”
While saying, she turned off the ga console and the TV. Hao Ren glanced at her curiously as White Fla took out a disc titled “XX Hunter” from the ga console. Baffled, Hao Ren asked, “As if you have not enough little monsters to beat in real life, you even play that in the ga?”
White Fla was almost stumbled. “It’s empathy,” she said.
Vivian and Lily glared at Hao Ren. “Who are the little monsters you are talking about?”
Hao Ren quickly realized he had a Freudian slip; he almost forgot that the ‘little monsters’ were the otherworldlings.
With White Fla leading the way, they soon returned to the endless darkness of Coldpath.
“I didn’t expect to co back so soon, this place is really a ss.”
Looking at the magnificent floating temples, Hao Ren sighed softly. They were now in front of a temple nearest to the Netherrealm Clock Tower. This temple was once the final battlefield. The demonic army and the Council of Elders clashed in a brutal battle here for two days and two nights. Though the mortal war could not destroy this temple built by the god, the traces of war remained visible. The air was filled with visible arcane energy, the green stains of the demonic artillery were still on the walls. Broken obsidian and weapons were everywhere, and so of them had been blown away by explosions and becoming the wreckage belt floating outside the gravitational field of the temple.
These things would take a long ti to clean up.
So demon hunters had launched an electromagnetic field in the gravity-free zone around the temple to capture debris that floated in the void. Others had erected huge stone obelisks engraved with mysterious Letta runes in the square. When activated, these obelisks would imdiately sense the arcane as well as demonic energies lingering above the square, and they would glow and beco crystal clear.
The personnel there were all shrouded in a thin layer of protective halo. Obviously, they could not work in the environnt without so kind of protection.
“This is the most magic-polluted place,” White Fla reminded. A silver-white sacred fla rose on her body. After the fla faded, a protective halo covered her whole body. “Put on your shield before going in,” she said.
Hao Ren had the life-support collar snapped on the cat, dog, and bat. Though Vivian also had her own protective magic, the life-support collar was obviously more superior. After everyone had put on their collars, Hao Ren looked at Lil Pea, worried: what about this little guy? He thought.
Lil Pea got out of Rollie’s collar. She looked at this beautiful place with excitent. Raising her hands in the air, she yelled, “Wow, big house!”
White Fla was startled. “You cannot let her go in without protection.”
Flipping in the air, Lil Pea stopped when she heard what White Fla said. The little guy looked at them with a pair of sparkling eyes and imdiately knew what she had to do. She rubbed her hands, and a silver-white sacred fla popped out of her hands. Just like White Fla, the fire engulfed her before a layer of magic shield covered her.
Her magic shield was even more robust than that of White Fla.
White Fla’s jaw dropped. “This fish knows the sacred fla trick?”
Hao Ren was just as surprised and marveling at the cleverness of the little rmaid. He knew that she was entirely self-taught. Nangong Wuyue, who burned her hair every ti using the sacred fla trick, had not taught Lil Pea this. Lil Pea developed this talent naturally.
Hao Ren pushed the little rmaid forwards and said in a proud voice, “This is a demon-hunting fish. I tell you what, she has purer demon-hunter blood than all of you. She got it directly from the Sacred Relic of Origins.”
White Fla’s face turned pale. “Don’t tell you guys are experinting with demon hunters! Is this a new species that you’ve cloned?”
“You should read fewer comics. I’ll explain later,” Hao Ren said.
Hao Ren turned around and flew in the direction of the temple. White Fla was rooted to the spot. She could not help but ask Vivian. “Is it really a human subject test?”
“You really have to quit reading comics,” Vivian said.
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