Chapter 2697 - 2692: What a Coincidence, You Too
Chapter 2697: Chapter 2692: What a Coincidence, You Too
The storm rises again, ribbons fluttering in the wind.
At a certain moment amid the swirling tide, Fu Qian took off the Eldest Son’s Perspective from his face, observing the chaotic Soul Butterflies.
You can only say this is truly the Dragon King’s relic; its impact, which was a struggle to withstand when I was just a Demigod, hasn’t even left a mark on them.
Though there is some influence still, such as their flying routes suddenly becoming a bit disordered.
Furthermore, belonging to the Dragon King, the previously vague traces have become almost indistinguishable in the blink of an eye.
Luckily, how does that saying go? His majestic figure forever lives in the hearts of old friends—
Attempting to recall what he had just seen, at a certain moment Fu Qian reached out his hand and passed it through the Soul Butterflies, as if caressing an enormous invisible body.
Just with some strange movements, quickly changing from palm to claw, seemingly trying to tear off a piece of flesh.
Of course, he gained nothing, the hand was empty after all that motion.
Leading to the entire scene having a semblance of performance art in a blurred moment, a hallucination borne of nostalgia for an old friend’s departure.
And after trying a few times, he himself seemed unable to bear this sorrowful sentiment, and once again used the ribbon to cover his eyes.
...
This dragon meat in the sky, the taste doesn’t seem that special, does it?
At a certain moment, Fu Qian took off the ribbon again, silently savoring the taste in his mouth.
He no longer performed the tearing actions, his hand was clean and empty, but his mouth truly held some flavor.
Actually, what he did just now was quite simple.
Firstly, in this special Dragon King’s fallen place, after wearing the Eldest Son’s Perspective, he indeed "saw" some remarkable things.
Attempting to describe it, it seemed like a slaughterhouse.
A giant corpse like a mountain, covered by zombie groups that appeared hungry, torn and disfigured beyond recognition.
Dragon King?
Combining with previous experiences, it seems one can also understand that scene as a trace of "history," especially since the corpse, though deformed, still has highly identifiable scales.
In response to this situation, Fu Qian first removed the ribbon and attempted to use an erroneous way of thinking to consider how to utilize it, and he actually came up with an idea—
Since the Heavenly Punishment Sword before could cut me, why can’t I reverse the interaction now? Like a feast?
If zombies can eat, why can’t I?
Old friends not far away, having barely found a trace, why let it slip easily?
And after putting on the Eldest Son’s Perspective again, a whimsical attempt seemed to really have an effect.
Though the taste wasn’t good, it even felt like having toxic side effects...
Like savoring a displeasing taste in the mouth, Fu Qian seemed to see a hallucination, where he wasn’t eating alone but sharing the table.
You...
Not far away, a figure crouching there quickly became clear, as if noticing something, slowly turning to look over and speaking up.
"You are also... the Dragon King’s Angel Envoy?"
...
Dragon King Angel Envoy? You really dare say that.
Shouldn’t you try swallowing what’s in your mouth before speaking?
To be honest, the speaker’s appearance was quite human.
With firm facial features, golden eyes shimmering, even the expressions on the face were lively, far removed from a zombie.
The problem is, what you’re doing seems a bit like a zombie’s activity?
Even though the corpse is gone, leaving only the flying Soul Butterflies, this brother’s actions were really expressive.
His eating was, even compared to Professor Fu, far worse; before turning his head, he was half-crouched, sending the air into his mouth with bows.
Most importantly, similar to how he felt, Fu Qian viewed that his mouth really seemed to be ingesting something.
Then the character performing these actions asked him—are you "also" the Dragon King’s Angel Envoy?
"Yes, such a coincidence."
Fu Qian nodded, his inner thoughts of skepticism not reflected on his face, even having a bit of the sentiment of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
"I haven’t seen you before."
The other party was cautious, unwilling to believe rashly.
Though between the lines, it vaguely confirmed the previous skepticism, that he indeed considered himself as the Dragon King’s Angel Envoy.
"Not uncommon, I haven’t seen you either."
Fu Qian naturally didn’t have any unusual reaction to this, simply shook his head and extended his left hand.
In the blink of an eye, the hand transformed into a giant claw, ferociously intimidating.
But Fu Qian didn’t deliberately consider the Giant Dragon’s shape, nor did he attach Soul Butterfly shaped scales on it.
Instead, there were chilling sharp teeth.
Indeed, it was the Dragon King’s signature Dimensional Poison.
Of course, it was merely similar in shape, not actually possessing the Healing Ban effect.
Even if the Extraordinary Perception was absent, eating Dragon King’s meat, the ability to mobilize this equipment was restored...
As someone mixing outside, such excessively fantastical luck is better not counted upon.
Fu Qian was merely using his Blood and Flesh Manipulation Power to create a design.
After all, the viewer is an expert.
...
"This... shouldn’t be like this! What exactly have you done?"
It was apparent that Fu Qian’s posed design was quite impactful.
But it seemed a bit too impactful, as the Dragon King’s Angel Envoy recognized something, yet had a worldview-shattering appearance.
"Is there a problem? All the same."
He didn’t expect the other party to surrender, Fu Qian chuckled deeply, casually reaching out again, and grasped a Soul Butterfly fluttering to his head.
Not blaming the latter’s lack of manners, mainly because the head was indeed quite eye-catching at the moment.
Considering he was acting low-key this time, Fu Qian both pre-molded a face, and was deeply inspired by the journey here, adding new elements.
Such as a lavish blossom of overlapping skulls.
Yes, it was indeed learning from those scarlet bouquet designs.
In this situation, attracting butterflies by design can be said to be entirely intentional.
Combined with the previous rhetoric, it should also have brought additional impact to the present Angel Envoy.
"No, it’s obviously different..."
The final result was in a slightly complex tone, the Dragon King’s Angel Envoy slowly retreated two steps, breathing deeply.
This is...
And the next moment in Fu Qian’s vision, an apparent design more dragon-like than his claw appeared.
Moreover, not just the claw, everything about him underwent a transformation.
Soon, even that head lost its human shape, forming an elongated, reptile-like head.
The only remaining element was perhaps the human stance.
The non-human shaped legs still supported the body directly.
Furthermore, not only similar to Fu Qian, its entire body was also scale-less.
Even at a glance, it was entirely pale and slippery, far removed from the aura of a Dragon.