The Actors Are in Place

Oh no!

The monster wanted to drag them all down with it before its death.

This was the first thought of the four of them, but soon they remembered that there was still one person who hadn't come in.

The time agreed upon by the five countries was about to arrive.

It was a pity that the great opportunity had been wasted, and this monster would have enough time to revive itself.

They couldn't help but sigh with regret.

However, soon their thoughts were overturned.

A few meters away from them, a "youth" in a black hooded robe was floating.

Its figure was much smaller than before, looking like a toy doll the size of an arm.

Its harmless appearance made the four people's hearts sink, as they prayed for the Dark Nine Seats of Dragon Country to arrive soon.

Regardless of whether its shrinking size was due to excessive consumption or not, as long as it could still use its supernatural abilities, it could easily kill them.

And the Qi Yuan they had pinned their hopes on was unaware of this, as he had remembered something he had forgotten before leaving.

"Wait."

Qi Yuan suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Bai Li and Hong Feiheng looked at him puzzled.

"Don't worry, it won't take too long. Being a minute or two late won't be a problem."

Four SS-level ability users went in and couldn't last for even a minute or two, how ridiculous!

Qi Yuan was confident that they were not like ordinary people, who would die if rescue was delayed by half a second.

Hong Feiheng and Bai Li thought about it, and it was fine to be a little late.

Since he called a stop at this moment, Qi Yuan must have something important to take care of.

If there was something they had overlooked, and they urged Qi Yuan to rush and caused a delay, that would be even worse.

As for Qi Yuan, the reason he called a stop was that he had just remembered the possibility that the monster might not understand his language.

This issue was very important, as it would affect his ability to show off.

Telepathy wouldn't be affected, but what was the use if only he could understand it?

If he showed off for half a day, and the monster couldn't understand a thing, what would be the point?

"Wait for me."

Qi Yuan walked out a few steps, leaving the crowd's encirclement.

Although he didn't need to explain, he still felt a bit awkward being watched.

After leaving the crowd, he created a translation ability for himself. Whatever he said would be heard as the listener's native language, and whatever others said would sound like his native language to him.

Creating an ability consumed a tremendous amount of energy - this small ability cost him a quarter of his energy, and it would continue to consume energy to maintain, or else he would have to recreate it.

It sounded powerful but was a bit impractical, which was why he didn't use it often.

After adding this buff, he walked back to the crowd, where Bai Li and Hong Feiheng were waiting at the entrance.

He had originally intended to return to his previous position, but seeing that there was also a connected point at the entrance, he gestured to Hong Feiheng to get to work.

Hong Feiheng pointed at his own nose, and seeing Qi Yuan nod, he had no choice but to step forward and take action.

With great power comes great responsibility - when he became stronger than Bai Li/Qi Yuan, he would also have to order them around.

The connected point was opened, and they entered the monster's domain.

...

The four priests watched helplessly as the monster in front of them raised its arm and condensed a black-purple mist in its palm.

The previous mist had been squandered, and the condensation of the small ball in its palm was very slow.

However, the priests could not manage to interrupt its spell-casting, as they were already straining with all their might just to slow down the loss of their life force.

At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds.

Why hadn't Qi Yuan arrived yet?

They couldn't help but feel some resentment. If they had known he would be late, why did they bother coming early?

Unexpectedly, Dragon Country not only excelled in martial arts but also valued chivalry, deliberately leaving them time to collect information.

As for the possibility that the opponent might also be lying in wait like Johnson, they could only say it was impossible.

If the monster was so weak yet didn't show up, the Dark Nine Seats of Dragon Country must be an idiot.

The small ball in the palm gradually took shape, and the four priests felt deep despair.

Don't leave us so much time to collect information!

One minute would have been enough, two minutes was too much!

But their wish was not granted as the small ball fully formed, and a line of characters that constituted the palm crawled out and coiled around the ball.

The monster slowly opened its mouth.

"I curse..."

Before it could finish its words, the space behind it trembled, and an entrance was forcefully opened.

Three people walked out from the entrance, led by a black-haired, golden-eyed youth, flanked by a redhead man and an expressionless woman.

Saved!

The priests heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that Dragon Country would leave them ten minutes, and they would be dead by the time Dragon Country's people arrived.

The humanoid monster looked warily at Qi Yuan and the other two.

Its domain resided in the virtual world, and it could see things happening on the internet as well.

When the five major countries announced their support, it learned about the appearance of foreigners on Sakura Island from the statements made by the Sakura Island people.

To prepare for this, it had carefully set up traps while searching for information in Xiaosaka City after entering from the Delinquent King.

It had also witnessed the conflict between Qi Yuan and the Delinquent King through videos, clearly knowing that the person before it was an illusionist.

However, one question lingered in its mind, refusing to dissipate.

Why was he able to appear directly behind me?

Appearing at this exact time and location, every coincidence was inevitable.

No matter how much it pondered, it couldn't figure out how he could calculate so precisely without being able to communicate across spaces.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but shudder, even though it had neither bones nor fur.

It was as if all of its actions were under the other party's control.

Apparently, the monster wasn't the only one thinking this way, as everyone else on the scene also broke out in a cold sweat.

Bai Li stared at Qi Yuan with her emotionless half-moon eyes, unusually silent without her usual chatter.

Hong Feiheng recalled Qi Yuan calling a stop before they entered, causing a delay, and then changing positions.

One coincidence was possible, but multiple coincidences? Who would believe that?

His pupils shook, and his eyes widened.

This...

Hong Feiheng turned to look at Qi Yuan, who looked back at him with a blank expression, causing him to inhale a mouthful of black-purple mist.

Damn!

This guy clearly knew everything but was still pretending!

He owed Hong Feiheng a little Oscar!

What a twisted sense of humor!

No wonder Uncle Yu had repeatedly warned him not to make trouble - it turned out that the old cynical bastard had seen through Qi Yuan's cynical personality.

Hong Feiheng mentally kowtowed to Uncle Yu.

If it weren't for Uncle Yu's constant reminders, he might have really gotten himself into trouble.

Before this, he had truly thought that Qi Yuan was a powerful person with a decent personality.

Little did he know that when dealing with non-allies, Qi Yuan had two other faces.

At this moment, Hong Feiheng was genuinely grateful that Qi Yuan was from Dragon Country and not from other countries.

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