Saying anything is useless; it's better to save your energy and wait for Jiang Fan to return so you can plead with him.
Meow~
In his drowsy state, Jiang Fan vaguely heard Little White calling him.
His voice sounded anxious and worried.
"Hiss--"
Headache!
I feel like my brain is about to explode.
The aftereffects of this teleportation were far more intense than before.
Enduring excruciating pain, Jiang Fan slowly awoke. The first thing he saw was Little White's magnified face and those round, wet eyes filled with worry.
Meow~
"It's alright, don't worry."
Jiang Fan ruffled Little White's fluffy head, then looked around.
The first thing you see is a very high city wall, somewhat like the outermost wall of a fortress, but much taller and thicker.
The Psychic Power pierced through the city wall, and the next second, the scene it witnessed shocked the pupils to their limit and caused the heart to pound wildly.
Tens of thousands of demonic beasts are attacking the city. Some are frantically charging at the city gates, while others are flying in the sky, intending to kill the guards on the city walls.
The situation on the human side was extremely tragic; blood flowed down the city walls like a waterfall, even reaching the base of the walls and continuing to flow.
Despite wave after wave of attacks from the demonic beasts, not one of them fled the battlefield. Instead, they fought with increasing ferocity. Even as they were devoured and lost limbs, and as their comrades fell one after another, they never retreated an inch.
Corpses piled up, limbs and remains littered the fields, dark red and bright red blood forming the backdrop of this meat grinder.
this!
Where exactly is this?!
Jiang Fan was so shocked that he could hardly calm down for a long time.
This massive beast tide is far larger than the one that broke out at Fortress No. 31.
Let alone compare them, they're not even in the same league; there's absolutely no comparison.
Just now, I scanned the area with my Psychic Power and saw dozens of Five Star demonic beasts, and even some Six Star, Seven Star, and Eight Star.
Of course, the higher the level, the fewer the quantity.
etc!
Jiang Fan's pupils suddenly contracted. Just as he was about to withdraw his Psychic Power, he saw a monster lying on a high slope behind the monster!
This is Saint Beast!
How could there be a Saint Beast here!
Shocked, Jiang Fan observed carefully.
It was a giant monster with blood-red eyes, about nine zhang long, and entirely black. At first glance, it looked like a leopard, but its body was covered not with fur, but with scales like fish scales.
What's even more chilling is the black mist that keeps emanating from the gaps in the scales, enveloping the entire body and seemingly coating it with an eerie and dangerous barrier.
Then use your Psychic Power to observe carefully.
Wow!
That wasn't black mist at all; it was clearly composed of countless tiny black insects, so small they were almost invisible to the naked eye.
The insect resembles a louse and has a pair of almost transparent wings.
And those gleaming fangs made up a third of its body!
These insects were so numerous that even Jiang Fan, Great Psychic, couldn't count them all in a short time.
The sheer number is terrifying!
Amidst the shock, Jiang Fan also noticed an elderly human standing on their city wall.
The person simply stood there the whole time, without moving an inch.
Even as the people around him died one after another, he didn't even blink.
Of course, this old man was by no means cold-blooded or heartless.
Jiang Fan saw that the other person's cloudy old eyes were filled with dense blood vessels.
He also noticed that the old man was confronting the Saint Beast from the opposing camp.
Seeing this, he could roughly guess that the old man's strength was definitely extraordinary, at least enough to restrain the black panther beast, otherwise the black panther beast wouldn't have been lying motionless on the mountain.
"Where exactly is this?"
Jiang Fan was very puzzled. Although he didn't know where he was, he was certain that this was not one of the fortresses of their Great Xia.
Just then, the Little Turtle's slightly weak voice rang out.
"So it was the Southern Wilderness Fortress. The news has really spread far and wide."
Hearing that irritating voice, Jiang Fan belatedly realized that this guy was still around.
Following the sound, I unsurprisingly found the listless Little Turtle in my pocket.
How come you're so weak?
The Little Turtle, nestled in Jiang Fan's pocket, rolled its eyes at him with annoyance.
Before he could finish rolling his eyes, he suddenly remembered something and quickly withdrew his gaze.
Because he retreated so quickly, his eyeballs suddenly slid downwards, which, to be honest, was quite comical.
The Little Turtle stared at Jiang Fan with its big eyes, opened its mouth, then opened it again, looking as if it wanted to say something but didn't know where to begin.
Looking at the Little Turtle's wonderful expression and the comical eye roll it had just quickly retracted, Jiang Fan wanted to laugh, but at the same time, he understood why it was acting that way.
"Cough cough."
He cleared his throat. "Well, what I said at the Church of Justice was just a temporary measure; please don't take it seriously."
"You're lying!" The Little Turtle was clearly agitated.
Jiang Fan shrugged. "Otherwise, how could I not know myself? If I really were, wouldn't I immediately summon the Four Divine Beast? With the Four Divine Beast by my side, wouldn't I be able to walk sideways? Besides, I have very high taste and am very picky. There's no way I would contract a disgusting, ugly monster that attacks with snot."
"You dare lie to me? Take this kick from Lord Turtle!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Little Turtle kicked Jiang Fan in the face.
Its speed was so fast that Jiang Fan could not possibly dodge it.
However, the kick stopped 0.01cm away from Jiang Fan's nose.
Her short hair flew wildly before falling.
Jiang Fan then realized what was happening and abruptly took a step back.
He touched the tip of his nose.
That was close; he was almost disfigured.
Fortunately, the Little Turtle withdrew its kick in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
At this moment, Jiang Fan became even more determined to improve his strength as soon as possible, and secretly vowed in his heart that one day he would trample the Little Turtle under his feet and make it cry and beg for mercy.
but--
It's strange, why didn't the Little Turtle kick it up?
Is it worried that Wang Yao might cause trouble for it afterwards?
Having analyzed this far, Jiang Fan felt he had grasped the truth.
It seems that Wang Yao's misunderstanding of him isn't entirely a bad thing. If possible, let Wang Yao continue to misunderstand; that way, it will keep the disgusting Little Turtle in check.
As for what happens when the truth comes out, or what if that person really comes back... well, as long as his strength increases fast enough and he becomes strong enough that even that person can beat him up, then none of that matters.
So, in the end, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist!
As Jiang Fan thought this, the Little Turtle continued to maintain its outstretched leg posture, like a clay sculpture.
The eyes that were fixed on their own feet were constantly changing, and one could even say they were quite fascinating!