Buzz ~
There wasn't a particularly large explosion or roar; Qian'er only heard a crisp buzzing sound.
The next moment, dazzling white light flashed before him, dyeing the entire world white.
Professor Huo on the tree and Wilson in Qian'er's hand both widened their eyes, their eyeballs scorched by the white light, even emitting the aroma of cooked protein, tears streaming uncontrollably from their sockets.
After a long while, the white light in front dissipated, replaced by a huge and bottomless hollow, almost severing the entire mountain range.
A strong wind howled as if belatedly, slapping Qian'er's face.
The enormous and狰狞 beast had disappeared without a trace, and it was unclear what effect that blow had achieved, whether it had killed it, injured it, or broken the barrier of perception; everything was unknown.
However, what they could know was that they should be safe now; after all, they hadn't died for so long, and it seemed that the barrier of perception could only be attacked head-on if one observed the opponent.
Emerald green vines wrapped around the Frost Lord's back, and Professor Huo swung up like Spider-Man, his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't say a word.
A puzzled expression flickered on Qian'er's face, and after watching for a while, he realized that it wasn't that Professor Huo couldn't speak, but that he was deaf.
He quickly patted Professor Huo's shoulder and told him about it, but Professor Huo couldn't hear anything at all; not only couldn't he hear, but he couldn't see either. That blow had directly scalded his eyeballs, and now he had to squint his eyes, afraid that they would fall out as soon as he opened them.
However, being a senior, after thinking carefully, Professor Huo understood what was going on. The two of them sat cross-legged on the Frost Lord's back, waiting for the injuries on their bodies to heal.
One of the two was a plant-type quasi-king known for his vitality, and the other was a dark-type quasi-king, both of whom were extremely powerful in recovery. After waiting for about ten minutes, the shattered eardrums and cooked eyeballs were restored.
As for Wilson, who was still趴 on the ground, who cared about him? Anyway, he wouldn't die.
"Didn't you say that Senior Xiaoyue had fallen into a deep sleep? What was that just now?!"
Professor Huo pointed to the pit that had severed the entire mountain range and said.
"Just that one time. Professor, you also know that the black mist is the malice of the Insect Sovereign. No one knows whether the black mist will become the Insect Sovereign's eyes and ears. Who dares to reveal their trump card?"
Hearing this, Professor Huo calmed down, because what he said was indeed reasonable.
"So you used that one chance like that?"
He had personally witnessed Senior Xiaoyue's weakness. The branches protruding from the void just now only revealed the charm of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He would really believe it if he said that there was only one chance to attack in this situation.
But the problem now is, who starts with a big move? And he still doesn’t know what the effect is.
"I have to use it, Professor Huo. You also know how dangerous the situation was just now. If I didn't use it, would we still have a chance to survive?"
Qian'er spread his hands helplessly, and Professor Huo was speechless for a moment.
"You stay here and watch this guy. I'll see if I can contact the outside world for help."
Now that it has happened, there is no use in reviewing it. At this time, Professor Huo can only find a way to ask for help from the outside world.
As for the others, with such a big movement just now, they would naturally see it if they weren't blind, and they would naturally lean towards this side at that time.
Qian'er nodded, his face full of the expression that he had no choice but to ask for help at this time.
But at the next moment, Qian'er's figure in front of Professor Huo suddenly flickered twice, and then gradually dimmed before his eyes.
"Qian, you brat!"
Professor Huo rushed up in shock, quickly grabbed Qian'er's hand, and inconspicuously stuffed a folded piece of paper into Qian'er's hand.
Qian'er's expression remained unchanged, still looking like he didn't know what had happened, but the piece of paper in his hand had already been sent into the Apocalypse World at some point.
Soon, Qian'er's figure disappeared in front of Professor Huo without a trace, and Professor Huo was anxiously spinning around on the ground.
But he was laughing in his heart.
After all, after learning that the mastermind behind the scenes was the remnant of the past and the Insect Sovereign, he knew that there would definitely be such a move.
Unlike him, an old undead who had lived for thousands of years without any room for improvement, Qian'er's talent was there. He was promoted to quasi-king in half a year. This talent is generally called strategic level.
Those remnants would definitely not let Qian'er go so easily, and there would inevitably be such a scene.
And what he had just given to Qian'er was the information of those aristocratic families.
"I just don't know how similar those remnants are to before after so many years."
Touching his beard, a trace of worry flashed in Professor Huo's eyes.
Next, he can only rely on Qian'er's on-the-spot performance. He, this old thing, can't help.
"Professor Huo! It really is you!"
At this time, a joyful shout came. Professor Huo turned his head and looked over. It was the group of professors from the Imperial Academy who had previously explored deep into the mountains. At this time, they were riding beasts with a group of people who were obviously of non-Yan country appearance, and it seemed that they had temporarily united.
… …
Pa, pa, pa.
Before he opened his eyes, unhurried applause sounded in Qian'er's ears.
"As expected of the world's number one genius, his demeanor is indeed extraordinary."
A slow and unhurried voice sounded beside Qian'er.
Opening his eyes, there was a burst of light in front of him. At this time, Qian'er realized that he should be in an underground cave.
The person speaking was a man standing in front of him, wearing gorgeous and classical robes.
Beast tamers can't tell their exact age. For example, Qian'er's three teachers are all the same age. Professor Shi looks like a tall old man, Professor Zheng looks like a middle-aged man, and Professor Yong looks like a young man who is a little older than Qian'er.
The person in front of Qian'er was about thirty or forty years old in appearance, and his aura was not strong, only at the town guard level. His face was fair, adding a bit of scholarly air, and his height was about one meter and seventy-five centimeters, up to Qian'er's neck.
"Your Majesty, please allow this foreign minister to introduce himself. This foreign minister's name is Gu Wenxing, the heir to the Gu family. I am here on behalf of my father to entertain Your Majesty."
Gu Wenxing performed an ancient salute to Qian'er, calling him Your Majesty. Speaking of which, this was the first time Qian'er had been called Your Majesty since he was crowned king, a very interesting experience.
"Oh? Is this how the Gu family invites This One?"
Qian'er raised his eyebrows, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Three parts of ferocity, three parts of baleful aura, three parts of bloodiness, and one part of nobility rushed towards him, causing Gu Wenxing to take a few steps back involuntarily, a trace of horror flashing in his eyes.
"I dare not, but the situation is urgent. Please forgive Your Majesty."
Without saying a word, Gu Wenxing directly bowed down, using the etiquette that the empire had long abolished to apologize to Qian'er.
