Chapter 512: The Same Person?

all the qi converged on one spot, right in the center of the encirclement: Fang Yu!Even Tiannan, who was standing aside, could feel immense pressure at this moment.His face turned pale, he released a...On the second floor, only Yu and Prince Joyce remained.

King Joyce stared at Fang Yu before him, his face pale, and swallowed hard.

He wanted to remain composed, he wanted to maintain the dignity of a royal leader.

But in the end, fear prevailed over dignity.

Prince Joyce stepped back two paces and bent down.

"Fang Yu, I sincerely apologize to you. I promise that I will not bother you again." Prince Joyce said in a husky voice.

"You're all talk, I know that. One thing out front and another behind the scenes." Fang Yu smiled faintly.

As he spoke, he walked toward Prince Joyce.

"Fang Yu, you are being too much!"

King Joyce clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stood up straight.

Fāng Yǔ didn't speak, raising his fist.

King Joyce clenched his fists, and a powerful aura erupted from his body!

A palpable sense of holiness emanated from him.

Joyce approached, her eyes glittering with brilliant blue light.

He extended his right hand, and a long, slender sword materialized in his palm.

He tightened his grip on the slender sword and swung it down towards Fang Yu's neck!

A sharp blade tore through the air, accompanied by a fierce aura.

Fang Yu didn't dodge at all, raising his right hand.

"Bang!"

The blade slashed across Fang Yu's right arm with a sharp, ringing sound.

But Fang Yu's arms didn't even have a scratch.

Seeing this, Prince Joyce, who was already uneasy, panicked even more.

"Divine Thunder!"

King Joyce uttered the incantation, pushing his left hand forward.

"Crackle!"

Several huge bolts of lightning condensed in the air, crackling with electricity and roaring as they struck Fang Yu.

Fang Yu remained unmoving, allowing the powerful bolt of lightning to strike him.

"

Bang!

"

Fang Yu took another step forward.

Every step he took threw Joyce, the prince, off balance!

What to do What to do!

Prince Joyce's brow was slick with sweat, his shirt back soaked through.

He spread his right palm, the slender sword in his hand dissipating, and instead coalesced into a staff.

Joyce grasped her staff, facing Fang Yu, and muttered a spell.

"The Killing Curse!"

A gray light flared on the staff, swiftly flying towards Fang Yu.

This is the most powerful spell he learned from a famous wizard, capable of instantly shielding the target.

Fang Yu still didn't dodge, allowing the gray light emanating from the staff to enter his body.

Prince Joyce gazed expectantly at Fang Yu.

Die, die.

Ke Fangyu didn't even frown.

The curse just entered Fang Yu's body without any effect.

King Joyce was utterly dumbfounded.

Even the spells against her are ineffective...

Fang Yu took another step forward and walked in front of Prince Joyce.

"Pffft!"

Prince Joyce's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Fang Yu, if anything were to happen to me today, the Huaibei Chamber of Commerce..." Princess Joyce said in a trembling voice, her face ashen.

"Click..."

Fang Yu stomped on Joyce's Prince's left hand with a bone-crunching sound.

"Ah..."

Prince Joyce screamed in agony.

He always claimed to be a descendant of the gods, acting with great authority and pride, more arrogant than anyone else.

Now, facing the threat of death, he found this identity to be utterly useless to him.

"Fang Yu, you let me live, and our entire Nord royal family can obey you…"

Prince Joyce's psychological defenses completely crumbled.

He covered his left hand and knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the floor.

Fang Yu looked at Prince Joyce impassively and said, "Answer me, why do you claim to be a descendant of the gods What is your basis"

At that, Prince Joyce raised his head and replied, "Because, because our family has indeed been favored by God..."

"To be blunt." Fang Yu frowned.

Thirty years ago, my father, the then-prince, met an injured woman while hunting outside the palace. He brought her back to the palace for treatment.

"After recovering, she said she wanted to thank my father for saving her life and left us a jade pot. Inside the pot was some silvery liquid…"

She said that as long as she took these liquids, she could transform her physique and master powerful abilities...

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked, "How did you get the gods involved in this matter"

"Because…that woman, she was a god! My father and his royal guards saw with their own eyes as wings of light appeared behind her, then she flew into the sky…" Prince Joyce answered, gritting his teeth against the pain in his left hand.

"Luminous wings" Fang Yu was taken aback, then followed up, "What color is the light"

King Joyce pondered for a moment, then replied, “ ... Seems to be gold...”

Golden

Fang Yu's eyes twitched.

When battling him, the wings that grew from her body burned like flames.

But the flames were crimson red, though from afar they might appear golden.

Could Joyce's woman be Red Lotus

"What were the distinguishing features of that woman's appearance" Fang Yu asked again.

"I, I have never seen her with my own eyes, but my father made a statue of her. From her looks, she was not European, but had the face of an Oriental woman..." Prince Joyce replied.

"How old is she She looks like she's only fifteen or sixteen," Fang Yu asked.

The pain-stricken Prince Joyce pounded his forehead against the ground, gritting his teeth and saying, "...No, I don't remember my father ever saying that. Besides, judging by the statue's size, she should be an adult."

Adults...

A hint of confusion flashed in Fang Yu's eyes.

A girl around fifteen years old differs greatly in physique from an adult woman, and it's immediately apparent.

Joyce had no need to lie in this place.

But if that woman were an adult, then she wouldn't be a Red Lotus.

From another perspective, the red lotus was brought by Gary, whose base of operations is in Europe.

And the Norse royal family was also in Europe. Joyce's father, surely, met that woman while hunting in Europe as well.

Two people have appeared in Europe... but not the same person

What is going on here

Fan Yu's heart was full of doubts.

"Mr. Fang... I've said everything, and I'm willing to obey you. Please let me go..." Joyce, the prince, trembled as he spoke, kneeling on the ground.

For Fang Yu, it was more valuable to keep Joyce alive than to kill him.

Then Fang Yu crouched down, pointing his right hand at Joyce's forehead, leaving a mark in her soul.

"Now, I can kill you with a thought," Fang Yu said.

King Joyce's face turned ashen, and he couldn't speak.

"When I figure out what I want you to do, I'll let you know." Fang Yu turned and left.

He originally wanted to absorb Joyce's sacred power, but he soon realized that at his current level, this sacred power would be useless to him, a complete waste of time.

Now he needs to break through his limits, he can only absorb an extremely large amount of spiritual energy!

Back on the first floor, standing before Qin Lang, whose face was etched with shock, Fang Yu smiled faintly: “I used the simplest and most direct way to permanently eliminate Joyce's trouble.”

Qin Lang didn't speak. He had nothing to say.

Given his current experience and abilities, he is far from understanding the truth that strength equals respect.

"Bang!"

As soon as Fang Yu and Qin Lang stepped out of the courthouse door, they heard bursts of noise and cries of agony coming from a short distance ahead.

Qin Lang's expression changed, and he looked at Fang Yu.

"The Li family should be falling apart tonight." Fang Yu said.

Qin Lang was shocked and about to speak.

At this moment, a sound of breaking air came from the front.

A figure landed before Fang Yu.

It was Bai Ran with his messy hair.

At this moment, Bai Ran's white prison uniform was stained with many streaks of bright red blood. His right hand was still clutching a person.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the man beaten to a bloody pulp was none other than Li Tian, who had previously been so elegant and handsome.

Li Tian didn't die, but let out a painful groan.

"Benefactor, please leave me your contact information. After I find that dog Easy Flow and get revenge for this, I will come back to repay you." Bai Ran said.

Fang Yu looked at Qin Lang, who immediately took out a small notebook from the inside pocket of his shirt. He wrote Fang Yu's phone number on it, tore off that page and handed it to Bai Ran.

"This is my phone number," Fangyu said.

Bai ran stuffed the page of paper into his pocket.

"Let's go." Fang Yu walked toward the parking spot ahead. After taking two steps, he turned his head and said, "By the way, before we seek revenge, I suggest you get a haircut first, then take a shower and change your clothes... to be honest, you smell pretty bad."

Bai Ran looked at Fang Yu's departing back, her eyes flickering.

Then, he glanced at Li Tian who was being held in his right hand. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he hurled him away into the distance.

……

"Mr. Fang, this person..." Back in the car, Qin Lang was about to ask.

At this moment, Fang Yu's phone vibrated. It was a call from Ye Shengxue.

Mr. Fang, there is a group of people looking for you, he, they... Ye Shengxue's voice was very urgent, clearly very nervous.

"Hello, Fangyu. I'm Gao Yang, from the Xuanwu team." At that moment, the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly changed to a low, male voice.resence, and the shadowy figure constantly flickering behind them, as well as the surging bloodlines burning within them... all point to one fact!This is the aura of the ancient demon emperor, Chi Xua...