610 Noise (34)_1 610 Noise (34)_1 Everything was as remembered, without any deviation.
Count Valentin, without Veheler by his side, stepped forward amidst the expectation of the crowd, trembling, and without delay, he blew the horn.
As he did, a cacophony erupted from all around, quickly swelling into a surge that ravaged the pier.
In the midst of this torrent, Fu Qian heard the confused voice of Veil nearby, not understanding why her sister seemed unexcited.
It was the moment she had long awaited.
Soon, horn blasts came from two other locations as well.
At this moment, Count Valentin, clearly not yet recovered from his exertion, was still trembling.
Fu Qian, witnessing this scene, felt an unexpected surprise.
Could it be that not only Veheler but also Ya Yu was absent?
The effect seemed almost too good to be logical.
In Fu Qian’s estimation, having either Veheler or Ya Yu lured away by his earlier actions was already a satisfactory result.
After all, Hamadus had emerged from the sea, making the pier an exceedingly important location.
But it was only a speculation; the truth would soon reveal itself.
Silently counting the time, a heart-wrenching howl soon came.
The first Transcendent fell victim, followed by the second, the third… and waves of tumultuous resonance followed suit.
At that instant, Veil, who was trying to enliven her sister, froze.
Realizing something was amiss, she dropped the vial she was holding and started to rush off with her sister.
However, Riet, who had been silent till now, suddenly stood still, emitting an almost frenzied voice from beneath her mask.
“Silence.”
And it was then that a sigh-like voice cut through the clamor, faintly imposing silence.
The Night Watchman Demigod, Cassandra, who was guarding the pier, made her move.
In Fu Qian’s view, Count Valentin was still trembling, not only failing to step forward and unhook the horn, but also remaining in place, shouting.
The next moment, an exaggeratedly loud horn blast came, and Veil, who was forcefully dragging her sister away, stopped dead, adopting the same stance as her sister.
Over at the Phoenix Palace.
Identifying the direction of the sound, Fu Qian shook his head.
So both of them had left?
However, one must look on the bright side; at least for the old men on the Lighthouse, there was no need to become cannon fodder in the grand scheme.
If Cassandra were not so impulsive, perhaps later she could have ended up in a two-on-one situation—well, ignore that last part.
Listening to the abruptly hushed lullaby, Fu Qian was certain that the Night Watchman Demigod had already rushed towards the direction of the Phoenix Palace.
Detecting the abnormality of the second horn blast there, Cassandra did not hesitate to go to her teammate’s aid.
Could this also have been part of the plan?
To run to another location to blow the horn, then lure the tiger away from the mountain?
It shouldn’t be.
Fu Qian shook his head.
Such minutiae were too prone to the unexpected to be relied upon.
If Cassandra showed the slightest patience, she would catch up just as Hamadus made his appearance, and then the operation would fail.
Fu Qian narrowed his eyes, watching ahead as the churning sea rolled, and a shadow slowly surfaced.
Until breaching the seemingly frozen waves, a majestic warship appeared amidst countless splashes.
The same position, the same design.
Hamadus, our dear friend, had heeded the call.
Fu Qian let out a long sigh.
During the aforementioned emergence, he had already stealthily moved through the crowd, and was now extremely close at hand.
The next moment, he leapt up without hesitation, diving into the sea and drawing out Mercy.
Click!
The sound of the trigger came, but no flames burst from the gun barrel; instead, a bright light flared in the waves beside it.
It really is the Mercy gun!
Whenever the target is a living thing, not a single shot has ever been fired.
Fu Qian, not surprised, sighed and put the Mercy gun away before turning to flee.
His goal had been achieved; the shot was meant to force Ariel out.
But the next moment, Fu Qian found the distance to the shore was longer than he remembered, and his leap fell short.