Chapter 1101: Dragon Peak Inn (Twenty-Three)
Quick to catch on.
Fu Qian's judgment matched Elina's after all.
A lightning jungle with such a vast area, unleashing merciless devastation without holding back in the slightest.
Neither its force nor its sheer audacity was something an ordinary person could manage.
Among his acquaintances, only two could achieve this: Yibu of the Archipelago, and Kelson of the Sirens.
And considering how well it coordinated with Gerard and the others, there was a ninety-nine percent chance it was Kelson, the Sirens' representative in the Wasteland.
Not only had he come, he'd even been lurking nearby in secret?
It seemed that after the Angel Dungeon incident, the backlash from spiritually purifying Kelson for angering Lorraine had ultimately been undone. It hadn't made him lay down his Butcher's Blade.
A series of thoughts flashed through Fu Qian's mind like lightning, and at last one of his questions was answered: where was the threat to the person he needed to save coming from?
As it turned out, there really was a deeper scheme behind this hunt, which had been suspicious at every turn.
"It can only be Kelson. So what exactly are the Sirens trying to do?"
There was no need for him to answer. Elina had already worked it out, confirming her earlier guess.
"Kelson was lurking nearby without showing himself. But even though the Ancient Dragon was clearly trapped, that attack just now obviously wasn't aimed at it. What is he looking for?"
She couldn't possibly believe that a demigod's concealed strike had missed. There had to be some ulterior purpose behind what he'd just done.
Yet the more quickly she tried to deduce that purpose, the more unsettled she became.
Sure enough, even the slightest oddity had a reason behind it. This hunt really