Wasteland Arc (40)
A few seconds later, the endless light faded away, and the silhouette he'd just seen vanished with it.
He'd finally found the real deal.
Fu Qian was quite pleased with himself.
His goal had been clear from the start: find this possible terrifying entity.
The only clue he had was that Kelson might have encountered her. So when Fu Qian fled just now, he'd gone straight to the place where Kelson had lost his mind before Fu Qian left.
Since only Kelson had been affected while Sybill was fine, it stood to reason that the salvation had been triggered by Kelson's madness.
In other words, this thing reacted to large-scale AoE effects, which meant he could use them to draw her out.
But given how dangerous she was, getting someone else to do the dirty work was ideal.
So from the very beginning, all his reactions and actions had been meant to provoke Ji Yicheng into making a move.
The pleasant surprise was that Ji Yicheng hadn't just taken the bait—he'd even found a dried corpse to speed things up. He'd been the perfect accomplice.
And fortune favored the persistent. After leading the two killers in a thorough sweep of the room, Fu Qian had almost moved on to the next area when he finally got a response.
As for how he'd pinpointed the location so precisely, it was because he'd thought of something.
Back in that hall full of glowing insects, he'd still felt himself being purified nonstop even after every last insect had been killed.
He hadn't understood it at the time, and when he went back later, the feeling was gone.
Now Fu Qian strongly suspected that this thing had been hiding off to one side the whole time. She hadn't attacked anyone, but