Ignition (18)

"Yes."

Andir answered Fu Qian's confusion without hesitation.

"When I first explored this place alone, I discovered this kind of existence."

"Your instincts were right. This power, born of death, is unimaginably wondrous."

"It seems to naturally dispel chaos and decay."

"I see. So you each used one just now to dispel some kind of chaos?"

Fu Qian had a good memory. He went straight to the discovery they had just made.

"Sorry, I can't tell you that."

Andir's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Thank you for your honesty, Mr. Andir. But you should realize that you're not only our target now—you've become our competitor as well."

"So I'm curious. After you narrowly escaped death just now, why didn't you try to run?"

"Could it be because it wasn't a narrow escape?"

Fu Qian's sarcasm was in full force as he faced the threat.

"Why not try and find out?"

Stos, standing off to the side, was clearly losing patience and looked ready to explode at any moment.

"Of course you can try. But it looks like the price would be pretty steep."

Fu Qian didn't look worried in the slightest. He made a gesture as though crushing a talisman.

"Wouldn't it be a shame if you went to all that trouble to kill a mere demigod, only to find it wasn't worth the cost?"

"And as a friendly reminder, you may have to leave."

"What do you mean?"

Andir asked instinctively, then suddenly realized something.

"You called the others here?"

"Don't think so little of my sincerity."

Fu Qian waved his hands repeatedly.

"In return for the information you just gave me, I can share a little, too. There's an entity in Unseen Hill known as the Prophet. It can sense the condition of every demigod. Of course, that doesn't