The Broken Stalemate

"You're the fish that slipped through the net that night?"

Completely different from the oppressive presence of that B-rank Participant in the underground space before, the stark contrast between arcane machinery's ghostly blue and fire's blazing red created a powerful impact.

The figure suspended in the night sky had utterly surpassed the realm of mere humans with special abilities.

Beneath his already burning coat, he clenched his arm and snuffed out the remaining sparks!

Above the pitch-black wilderness veiled by the light ring, Ignat looked coldly down through his narrow eyes at the figure before him. Looking at the black figure holding a massive stringless bow-blade, he spoke in a calm, icy voice:

"If you don't want to die, hand over the item and honestly tell me exactly what happened in the Simulation Scenario."

"Hah, that's really considerate of you, but..."

Hearing him speak Huaxia language that he could understand, with that lofty, indifferent tone,

Fang Ran raised his head and laughed wantonly at him. The night wind sweeping across the empty wilderness outside England tousled his hair, exposing eyes that were growing hotter.

"I guarantee that you won't get anything tonight. And besides..."

"You should save your nonsense for when you're asleep."

Whoosh—

The flames along his entire arm suddenly erupted. Ignat's face, illuminated by crimson and ghostly blue, remained cold and composed as he lowered his voice dangerously.

"It seems I can't make you cooperate without force."

"Heh, force..."

Fang Ran lowered his head and chuckled as well. In the night-wind-swept plain, the hem of the figure holding Moon God Hunt fluttered.

Then he suddenly raised blazing, unrestrained eyes. At the same time, the dark and terrifying horror behind him opened blood-red eyes, and the instant its huge grinning maw opened, black mist spread through the air.

Ignat's