The Envoy

" Hiss──!"

" Slash──!"

The Black-lined Flood Dragon cried out in terror, but the Great Golden Black Crow showed no mercy. Its sharp claws and beak instantly carved several long, deep gashes into the dragon's neck.

Scales shattered, flesh peeled back, exposing the dragon bones beneath.

Blood streamed over its body, flowing from its broken scales and exposed flesh.

Then it fell to the ground.

The Great Golden Black Crow immediately beat its wings again, whipping up a gale that sent the Flood Dragon thrashing. Its sharp talons seized the dragon by the throat and clamped down hard, holding it fast in midair!

"Hiss, hiss...!"

The Black-lined Flood Dragon had no idea why its big brother had suddenly attacked it. Now that it could clearly feel its opponent was truly trying to kill it, it stopped trying to communicate and a vicious look flashed in its eyes.

It immediately began coiling around the opponent's talons!

Its huge, powerful body wrapped around the Great Golden Black Crow's legs in seconds, then continued winding up its body.

The dragon opened its jaws wide, baring its fangs and venom.

Seeing this, the Great Golden Black Crow turned its head and let out a warning cry──"Caw!"

The Flood Dragon's mind went hazy.

Below them,

the Martial Artist holding a long spear and his two teammates watched the scene with bewildered expressions.

"What happened?"

"Why are these two Lord-level Monsters suddenly fighting each other?"

"No idea..."

As the three gaped in astonishment,

Fang Yi stood on his floating shield, watching the two Lord-level Monsters fight. The blue-violet light in his left Double Pupil Eyes began to ripple.

"That Great Golden Black Crow has a powerful spirit, but it still falls within the range of mental charm enhanced by the Double Pupil Eyes──the range I can control."

The Great Golden Black Crow's soul was now under the influence of a technique Fang Yi's Double Pupil Eyes had imposed on it, called Soul Deep Secret.

"This ability is similar to the Soul Seal technique Luo Feng will later acquire through the Falling Ink Star Inheritance. It's an advanced form of mental charm, strengthened by the Double Pupil Eyes. It affects not only the deepest part of the soul but the entire soul itself. Those controlled by the Double Pupil Eyes aren't afraid of having their memories probed."

This ability was far more than simple enslavement.

Because the Double Pupil Eyes were unique to this world, and because they could evolve by absorbing this world's Cosmic Energy, their charm-based Illusion Technique had reached an unfathomable level.

Unless they were truly powerful,

they couldn't see through this unfathomable method of alteration and enslavement.

That was why Fang Yi had seemed so at ease during the battle.

When the Great Golden Black Crow appeared, Fang Yi could sense that it was within the control range of his Double Pupil Eyes.

Therefore,

to gain more combat experience,

Fang Yi had chosen to fight it instead of using this ability right away.

If the other three hadn't been in danger of being attacked by the Black-lined Flood Dragon, Fang Yi would have fought the Lord-level Monster for another dozen or so rounds.

He had never fought a Lord-level flying monster before, so he needed to gather valuable experience.

While Fang Yi was thinking,

the battle between the Great Golden Black Crow and the Black-lined Flood Dragon reached its conclusion.

In the end, the Black-lined Flood Dragon was killed by the crow. The crow itself was badly injured, with venom still seeping from its wounds.

One dead, one injured.

"The Great Golden Black Crow is in poor condition and no longer useful. Kill yourself." Fang Yi's mind stirred, and his left Double Pupil Eyes shuddered. A reflection of the pupils appeared in the crow's eyes.

The crow then shot up into the sky, turned around, and immediately plunged toward the ground.

A few seconds later,

it smashed its body to pieces!

The whole ground shook, and several nearby buildings looked ready to collapse.

"The Double Pupil Eyes' control Illusion Technique has a limit on how many creatures it can affect, so there's no point controlling monsters that are too badly injured."

Fang Yi had barely finished thinking

when—

"Whoosh──!"

A flying aircraft came hurtling into view.

It gradually appeared in the wind-whipped sky.

Finally, it landed on a flat stretch of ground not far away.

"Hm? A flying aircraft? What are they doing here..."

Nearby,

many Martial Artists who had been drawn over by the Great Golden Black Crow watched the aircraft in confusion.

Flying aircraft weren't something one saw every day.

"Where did that aircraft come from?"

"That looks like a War God's aircraft. No way—did a War God get drawn here by those two Lord-level Monsters?!"

"Not sure, but I'm wondering why that bird started fighting the dragon."

The three Martial Artists in the battlefield also stared in confusion at the aircraft that had landed nearby.

The two monsters fighting had already left them shocked and bewildered. Now another aircraft had arrived, leaving their heads spinning even more.

"Whoosh──"

As the cabin door opened,

familiar figures began to appear.

Zhuge Tao and Wu Tong stepped off the aircraft, smiling as they looked up at Fang Yi, who was still flying overhead.

A stranger followed behind them.

That stranger was a powerful War God!

"Fang Yi, come down."

Wu Tong smiled and waved to Fang Yi. Fang Yi responded by controlling his shield and slowly descending.

"Not bad. This young man has exceptional talent. He's indeed reached the Advanced War General level, and he's also a Psychic Master... No wonder he earned the last spot." The familiar face looked Fang Yi over and nodded in approval.

Hearing the man's words, Fang Yi confirmed what he had suspected.

Clearly, Wu Tong, Zhuge Tao, and the others had already recommended him to the Elite Preparatory Camp, and he had won the Envoy's approval.

"Fang Yi, this is Mr. Yang Hui, the Envoy from the Limit Dojo's Global Headquarters. Mr. Yang is a War God Martial Artist," Zhuge Tao introduced.

"Mr. Yang." Fang Yi nodded.

"Mm. Our country has produced another remarkable talent... Where's your weapon?" Yang Hui looked Fang Yi over, but all he saw was a shield.

"I'm still building my foundation and practicing basic martial arts and boxing, so I haven't used a weapon," Fang Yi replied.

His answer drew startled exclamations from those present.

They looked around at the wreckage and monster corpses scattered across the area, their confusion and astonishment growing.

Fang Yi had fought without a weapon!

And without one, he had still managed to battle a Lord-level Monster without suffering any serious injuries.

It was unbelievable!

After all, many Martial Artists couldn't even penetrate a monster's hide without a weapon.

"You just keep surprising me!" Wu Tong beamed.

The more powerful Fang Yi's talent seemed, the more it proved how good Wu Tong's judgment had been—and how right he had been to invest in him.

"All right, let's talk on the aircraft. The Demon Cave is a battlefield, not a place to linger and chat," Yang Hui said. Zhuge Dao and Wu Tong nodded in agreement.

Just as they were about to board,

Fang Yi called out, "Envoy Yang, Supervisor Zhuge, there are injured people here too. Could you take them with us? Their injuries aren't minor."

Yang Hui and the others turned around and looked toward the three men, including the one holding the long spear.

"Sure. It's no trouble to give them a ride."