Chapter 826

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Chapter 826: Fang Mo’s Identity

Underground.

The instructors, busy recording data on the new recruits, were momentarily stunned when they saw Lu Baoyou falling from the sky.

“Lu Baoyou? How did he get here?” Yuan Gang frowned and looked at the instructor beside him. “Wasn’t he supposed to be expelled?”

“He was indeed expelled…”

“Then he must have sneaked back.”

“Chief Instructor, what should we do now?” Instructor Hong asked.

The sudden return of an agent who had already lost their qualification as a new recruit left the instructors at a loss, especially at such a critical moment.

Yuan Gang maintained a serious expression as he watched the screen showing the boy confronting Lin Qiye with a knife, murmuring to himself:

“Entanglements between deities?”

Yuan Gang knew very well that Michael and Lucifer were sworn enemies, but he also understood that Lin Qiye, as Michael’s agent, had not signed any contract. This meant that the grudge between the Seraphim essentially had nothing to do with him.

But Lu Baoyou was different.

From Lu Baoyou’s demeanor, it seemed his target was Lin Qiye.

Although the personal feud between the two angels had nothing to do with Daxia, Yuan Gang still did not want to see Lin Qiye and this new recruit engage in a deadly fight. If it were in the outside world, Yuan Gang would not worry, as Lin Qiye’s strength could easily seal and restrain Lu Baoyou.

However, the situation was entirely different here.

Under the influence of the Town Ruins Monument, Lin Qiye’s and Lu Baoyou’s realms were brought to the same level. Coupled with the surrounding new recruits attacking, if Lu Baoyou truly intended to kill without hesitation, Lin Qiye’s situation would become very dangerous.

Of course, Lin Qiye was the captain of a special team, and in Yuan Gang’s mind, if both used their full strength, the probability of Lin Qiye losing to Lu Baoyou was very low.

But “very low” did not mean “impossible.” Just like during that year’s new recruit training, who would have thought that the esteemed captain of the [Mask] team, Wang Mian, would lose to an unknown Lin Qiye?

This matter involved too much; it was better to be cautious.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Gang picked up the communicator and spoke through the earpiece to Lin Qiye:

“Qiye, you don’t need to worry about Lu Baoyou. He has already lost his qualification as a new recruit. Let Jialan deal with him and directly eliminate him.”

……

On the training ground.

Yuan Gang’s voice came through the earpiece. Lin Qiye, draped in a deep red cloak, stood quietly in place, looking at Lu Baoyou’s eyes filled with murderous intent, his expression calm.

The other members of the [Nightfall] team also had earpieces. Upon hearing Yuan Gang’s words, Jialan immediately withdrew from her battlefield, transforming into a deep blue afterimage, rushing swiftly toward Lu Baoyou!

“No need.” Lin Qiye suddenly spoke, “Jialan, you don’t need to come over.”

“But…” Jialan hesitated.

“Obey.”

“…Oh.”

After a moment of internal conflict, Jialan reluctantly stopped.

After all, she was a member of the [Nightfall] team, and in terms of command priority, Lin Qiye’s words were what she had to follow.

In Jialan’s heart, she certainly did not think Lin Qiye would lose, but if she could help him resolve all troubles in advance, she would not hesitate for a moment and would be very happy.

But since Lin Qiye told her to stop, she had no choice but to comply.

In the chaotic battlefield, Lin Qiye and Lu Baoyou stood facing each other, their gazes locked. One pair of crimson eyes brimmed with excited killing intent, while the other pair of pale golden eyes remained as calm as a winter lake, undisturbed.

Lu Baoyou was pleasantly surprised; he never expected that the Seraphim agent Lucifer had instructed him to find would appear before him so quickly.

As long as he could kill this Seraphim agent, he could fulfill his contract with Lucifer ahead of time and gain even greater power, a temptation that was irresistible for a child of his age.

“Do you know who I am?” Lin Qiye slowly spoke.

“Who you are has nothing to do with me.” Lu Baoyou gripped his knife and decisively replied, “The deity I serve is the sworn enemy of yours. In the battle between the two angelic gods, only one can survive, and only one of our agents can live.

I don’t know why these new recruits are attacking you, nor do I care about your identity. I only know that I must kill you to survive.

I’m sure the Seraphim has given you the same order, right?”

Before Lin Qiye could respond, Lu Baoyou continued:

“If you’re a man, don’t be so wishy-washy. Let’s fight fairly based on our abilities!”

At that moment, a white afterimage shot out from the crowd, flashing like a shooting star in front of Lu Baoyou!

Its speed was astonishing and silent. By the time Lu Baoyou noticed, it was already right in front of him.

It was a snow-white cat with heterochromatic eyes.

In the night sky, the cat quickly morphed into a boy of similar age to Lu Baoyou. With a swift motion, he flipped his palm, and a short knife shot toward Lu Baoyou’s throat like lightning!

Decisive, resolute, and without reservation.

This was not a trial, nor was it a spar.

His first move was a fight to the death!

He wanted Lu Baoyou’s life.

“You!?”

In a critical moment, Lu Baoyou’s eyes erupted with a blinding crimson light. The short knife, rapidly enlarging in his vision, began to decay at an astonishing speed. Lu Baoyou quickly raised his arm and braced himself with his elbow to withstand the blow.

The already decayed short knife struck Lu Baoyou’s arm, leaving only a shallow cut.

Anger surfaced on Lu Baoyou’s face as he swung the straight knife in his right hand down toward Fang Mo’s head. The latter’s short knife had decayed and shattered, forcing him to nimbly retreat.

The distance between the two widened.

Fang Mo, holding the broken knife handle, stood in front of Lin Qiye, his eyes sharp as he gazed at the furious Lu Baoyou, speaking calmly:

“What do you think you are? Do you think you deserve to compete fairly with Lord Qiye?

If you want to fight, I’ll fight you. If you want to play for your life… I’ll engage in a life-and-death struggle with you!”

Fang Mo’s sudden appearance stunned both Lin Qiye and Lu Baoyou.

Lin Qiye looked at the back of this boy, and for some reason, the [Mortal Realm] within him suddenly stirred, a sense of inexplicable familiarity flooding his heart…

It seemed there was some connection between him and this boy.

Lin Qiye instantly thought of the mysterious boy that An Qingyu had mentioned, who was suspected to be his son. If he hadn’t confirmed that he was still a virgin, he might really think there was some blood relation between them… No, even if it were a blood relation, it wouldn’t evoke such a strong feeling.

“Who are you?” Lin Qiye asked in confusion.

Fang Mo turned around, his eyes gazing at Lin Qiye for a moment.

He slowly lowered his head and respectfully half-knelt on the ground:

“Fang Mo, a descendant of the Cangnan, pays respects to Lord Qiye.”