Chapter 295: The Results of Ophi
The Forest, Seraph, who walked forward unhurriedly
With a weight on his back, the sun was rising from the darkness.
The golden trees and ground were made of gold. The range of the golden rule was vast.
Seraph followed Gravin, his leader, forward, wary of all-around attacks.
The road was covered in gold.
Seraph walked, looking extremely tired.
[So tired. I'd say I should rest, but I can't leave this place yet.
The chance of encountering living people is very high... But what about it?]
Seraph looked at the girl on Seraph's back, sleeping soundly.
No discomfort at all. Fiona was sleeping on Seraph's back.
Fiona's breathing was slightly loud.
Seraph saw Fiona's expression, not pretending to sleep, and he felt envious.
[Tch, I should have volunteered to lead the way and let Gravin carry me. Another wrong decision, Seraph.]
Seraph blamed himself for choosing the wrong path.
Gravin walked forward. The two looked ahead.
They saw people frozen in gold. They were adults with mustaches and warrior robes.
They stood there with their mouths open, their hands searching for help.
The two walked past, not paying attention to the golden statues in front of them.
Gravin walked past and secretly glanced at Seraph.
"That's amazing. What is it that turns people into golden statues? That's shocking."
Seraph walked along, looking at the human statues. [Survived being turned into statues?
Aren't I so lucky? What does the phrase "one hundred percent luck system" mean?]
Seraph began to distrust the luck system, which was like an ornament every day.
Fiona was on Seraph's back. Her eyes were slowly waking up.
Fiona's mouth was wide open, and she was rubbing her eyes to wake herself.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well? I dreamt that I'm going to get rich too.
Did you guys dream about something?
Fiona yawned as she woke up.
Seraph shook her head. "I didn't dream. I just hadn't slept.
We've been traveling all night, so we don't have time to sleep."
Fiona looked at Seraph and nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good, junior. Training without sleep is a good thing.
If you want to get better, train to push your body's limits.
I lied and said I was dreaming, but in reality, I was fighting people in my dream.
I was training in my dream. What a cruel dream. I fought with all my might and defeated my enemies.
And waking up from my sleep made me feel much better."
Fiona patted Seraph on the shoulder. "Don't worry about me. Let's get out of here quickly. There might be an enemy attack at this time.
We should prepare quickly."
Seraph walked forward, ignoring Fiona.
Gravin watched as humans were transformed into golden statues, their entire bodies.
"Have the number of cultivators started to increase?"
Fiona heard this and looked at the statues. "Hmm, hmm, so that's how it is. They must be craving grilled frogs."
The crowd headed towards them. If they'd known there was such a calamity,
they definitely wouldn't have gone there. The demons around here were also transformed into golden statues."
Seraph asked Fiona. "Senior, do you know the way back to Gollen Village?"
Fiona raised a thumb to show Seraph. "Of course I do.
I don't know. I don't know which way back there is. Sorry, junior."
Seraph nodded. [Sigh... I don't know. You don't know. How fitting is that?]
"By the way, senior, how did you get back?"
Fiona stretched out her face, her white, scarred face.
"I used a magical amulet, and that magical amulet was sealed. In my magical storage vault.
Therefore, I cannot open it.
Fiona snorted, not wanting to let Gravin know.
Seraph understood immediately. [A light vault? That means anything that uses spiritual power cannot be used.]
"Lord Gravin, do you know the location of Gollen Village?"
Gravin paused, turning to look at Seraph. "Gollen Village?"
Seraph nodded. "Yes, sir. Can you show me the way?"
Gravin nodded. "Yes, sir. If it's that place, I know it."
[The Tenshin Sect Master is located near Gollen Village. I heard the organization was severely attacked.
It could be said that the Tenshin School had been completely defeated. The Tenshin School had accumulated immense power.
Rumor has it that the Tenshin School suffered no casualties. The invading demon army was a powerful force.
Ours were completely destroyed by those guys. I was used and suppressed by Otis.
And I was dragged into the organization. Now I'm free.
I have nothing to do with them. I can probably say that.
I hope they don't know anything about me.]
Seraph bowed his head in thanks to Gravin, who was still looking ahead.
"Thank you."
Seraph finished speaking, and Fiona's voice rang out.
"Well, now that we have a guide, it's time for breakfast.
Someone go hunt some meat. I want some meat."
Seraph pulled something out of his light socket.
It was canned food.
"This, senior. The pellet food that saved us."
A clear blue canned food. It appeared on Fiona's face.
Fiona saw the food in front of her, and her face immediately turned sour, like a picky eater.
"What is this? Who would eat that? Go hunt some good food for this senior, junior?"
Fiona made a cute expression, a pleading smile appearing on the girl's face, trying to entice Seraph to do as she asked.
Seraph shook his head, firmly refusing. "We don't have time for that."
[You think we can just take a walk outside and hunt after we eat something?]
Gravin stopped walking, sensing a certain aura ahead of him.
Seraph saw Gravin stop walking, and his gaze was fixed on the front.
A dark, black shadow approached the three of them, slowly. It was large, over five hundred centimeters long.
It was overweight, and its feet were lit by yellow flames.
It had deep red, diamond-like eyes, and bunny ears as long as its arms.
Both arms It had two claws on its fingers,
and two serrated front teeth, good for piercing. It had a square shape.
It had a fat body and a tiny tail. It approached the two of them.
It resembled a rabbit in shape, with its feet larger than the demon's face.
It had a small wound on its back, like a single line of claws from something.
The wound looked fresh, and blood was still flowing down its back.
It was cute. If a rabbit lover saw it, they'd probably give it a seven out of ten.
Garvin quickly drew his sword, ready to take on the
demon in front of him.
Seraph stood still, ready for battle, his expression unblinking with fear.
[A rabbit? And such a cute face?]
Fiona tilted her head slightly. "So cute. Would you like to adopt this rabbit as a pet?
No, more like food. Let's make some roast rabbit. Such a big piece of meat." Perfect for family dining,"
Fiona said, pointing her finger in front of herself.
"Now, Seraph, be careful. This demon isn't weak.
I can sense its danger. Don't let its cuteness fool you."
Fiona stopped playing and became serious, warning Seraph not to underestimate the enemy in front of her.
Seraph asked, reassured, "Is there an easy way to win?"
Fiona shook her head. "No. If you want a way to counter it, observe the demon's attack pattern.
Each demon, if it lacks intelligence, tends to use the same attack pattern to hunt down enemies.
So, create ranged attacks and examine the demon's every move.
Confident individuals often overpower their opponents.
The weak tend to keep their eyes closed and let the strong take care of themselves.
Unless they open their eyes and look at the enemy in front of them, they'll never know for sure whether the enemy is weak.
Or are we so strong that we don't fear death? Because no matter what...
If we don't die, the enemy will die. If we die, the enemy lives.
There are many ways to escape and win, or escape and survive.
Seraph took the Soul Orb as a weapon. "So, which one should we choose?"
Fiona got off Seraph and fell to the ground with a thud!
The thud from the impact caused Fiona to feel a little pain.
"It hurts so much."
Fiona looked up at the demon in front of her. "Choose your choice. Use whatever method you want. There's no right answer.
The wrong question only leads to results.
Go all out, juniors, and Lord Gravin. I'll wave the flag of victory for you."
Fiona raised both hands.
And a charming smile.
Both hands waved and the shouts of "Ophi, Ophi, Ophi, Ophi."
And the two had their own personal cheering squad. Cheerleaders encourage