293: Bottled Prisoner (17)_1
Quite the responsive leader, aren’t you?
Fu Qian looked at Lin En, whose body flickered with a dark red glow, and praised him.
Actually, just by thinking about it a bit, one would know that the moment the man in black fell to the ground, no one else would dare to step forward.
They had gathered together out of fear in the first place, and the courage to take action was built on the basis that people like themselves could be easily dealt with.
But after showing a glimpse of his power, facing someone strong and indifferent to life and death, a total maniac, it was impossible to expect people to continue throwing themselves at death, piling up corpses to defeat him with sheer numbers.
And the reason he didn’t blow the head off the man in black was because doing so had three advantages.
First, he could avoid contaminating himself with Sinflame. Second, it solidified his reputation as a lunatic who didn’t care about death. And finally, it could inspire someone like Lin En to make the move he just did, creating a demonstration effect.
Of course, others weren’t as calm as Fu Qian when it came to Lin En’s actions.
“What are you doing?”
Natalia, with eyes ready to pop from their sockets and brimming with murderous intent, stared at the decapitated black-clad man.
However, Lin En merely glanced at her before turning away silently and walking outside.
Everyone around was contemplative, and no one tried to stop him.
…
In the end, Natalia managed to suppress the urge to lash out until Lin En’s figure disappeared, then her heart sank.
“Clang!”
A crisp clang sounded as a flash of cold light was blocked away from Ailina.
Cross, holding his hammer aloft, had positioned himself in front of Ailina without anyone noticing when.
At that moment, his deadly glare was fixed on a female prisoner sitting diagonally from him.
But this time, Cross had learned his lesson and did not leave Ailina’s side to seek retribution.
The latter, seeing this, left almost without looking back.
This scene seemed to flip a switch, and suddenly everyone snapped out of their trance and began to descend.
They even maintained a subtle distance between each other, warily watching their backs.
After gazing at Fu Qian with hatred and desolation for a while, Natalia finally followed the others and left without a word.
She was very clear in her mind that no matter what she did next, this fragile alliance could no longer exist.
From now on, everyone was a bloodied opponent.
All thanks to this maniac.
“Why…”
Despite Cross’s hints, Ailina still hadn’t moved from her spot, looking at Fu Qian with an expression not even she understood.
Fear of death, perplexity, and a sense of loss from her foiled efforts—varied emotions churned within her.
Only now did she realize she didn’t understand him at all.
How ludicrous it seemed now, the idea of inviting him to join them, thinking to monitor and use him.
Including his so-called willingness to cooperate, which now seemed like nothing more than a one-sided judgment of his perception.
Extremely strong, unpredictable, and totally indifferent to life and death—one should logically stay as far away from such a person as possible.
Yet she couldn’t help but want to ask this question.
“Often, answers have no meaning. It’s the choices that matter,”
Fu Qian said as he walked away from beside the statue of the Goddess of Sin and Punishment.
Cross almost instinctively stood in front of Ailina.
Even though Fu Qian had just shown monstrous strength, Cross wasn’t sure he could stop him.
However, Fu Qian paid no attention to him and left behind a single sentence before continuing directly past them without pause.
Their gazes followed his back, filled with loss.
…
When he finally stepped outside, there was not a single person in sight.
As for why he didn’t stay by the statue to prevent them from coming back?
It’s a joke. After what just happened, even if a knife were held to their throats, these people would never offer up the Sinflame again.
Once trust has collapsed, it’s extremely difficult to rebuild.
The strategy of expelling the tiger to swallow the wolf had failed, and now the Sinflame was the only thing they could rely on for survival.
Next, this group of people would do everything in their power to avoid being attacked by others, while seizing every opportunity to obtain the Sinflame.
And true to being one of the organizers of this alliance, it was Lin En who almost instantly realized this.
Before the others could react, he directly took the life of the man in black, gaining a share of the Sinflame.