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Chapter 1072 - 492: Collapsing Future_2

Chapter 1072: Chapter 492: Collapsing Future_2

"You rode a broom, easily broke through under the cover of numerous Flame Dragons, and reached above the high platform."

"But you noticed that the guards and citizens below, instead of coming to your rescue, revealed mocking expressions of disbelief."

"Thinking of attacking The White-robed Saint, how naive!"

"The Saint himself valiantly faced the Lord of Calamity head-on without faltering..."

"Lord Saint, don’t kill her, convert her, let this lost soul also follow your teachings..."

"Amid the surrounding chatter, you effortlessly approached the platform, The White-robed Saint almost within reach, you choose..."

Fuya didn’t dare to be careless, hurriedly opened her panel, randomly pressed in the magic section, and unleashed all the high-level attack magic she could muster.

She thought, given that the other party was the master of a city and blindly worshipped by so many, the strength must not be frail; whether her barrage of attacks would be effective was still uncertain, thus she showed no mercy, even consuming a Potion of magic right after casting a round of spells, preparing for another attack when...

"Vast Fire Magic erupted from your hands, a torrent of flames swept through, instantly turning the entire high platform into a sea of fire..."

"However, under your full-on attack, you found The White robed Saint making no attempts to defend himself, instead showing a look of horror, stumbled to the ground, his magical shields lighting up and shattering quickly around him."

"Quickly, all of The White-robed Saint’s life-preserving items depleted, his HP visibly plummeted within the inferno, dropping to rock bottom in an instant..."

"Huh?"

Fuya was dumbfounded. The Saint, so hyped up by the people below as a top-tier master, turned out to be so weak?

Relying entirely on gadgets for defense is one thing, but at least put up some resistance. What’s with slipping and sliding to his knees right upon meeting...

Without wasting time thinking, noticing that the text already indicated ’the opponent entered the dying state,’ she hurriedly canceled all subsequent attacks, fearing killing him in one blow and not knowing where she might be teleported after his revival.

"You hurriedly halted, dove down, landed beside the fallen Saint, and cast ’Silence’ and ’Fire Serpent Binding’."

"Numerous fiery serpents like ropes moved, tightly ensnaring the Saint, completely immobilizing him."

"You have captured ’The White-robed Saint’."

"Please, don’t kill me. You’ve got the wrong person..."

"I’m not the Saint; I’m just a substitute for the Saint..."

"The White-robed Saint, bound like a rice dumpling by the fire serpents, shaking violently with terror under the threat of several serpent heads, kept pleading fearfully."

"Substitute?"

Fuya was floored. She had infiltrated here with much difficulty, even risking exposure, only to capture the so-called Saint, and now she found out she had nabbed a fake?

"Where is the real Saint?" you immediately asked.

"I don’t know, the actual Saint has not been here for over a thousand years; someone found me, had me impersonate the Saint for many benefits, I was ’forced’ to do this... It’s not my fault, I’m innocent, don’t kill me, I don’t know anything..." The White-robed man totally lost his composure, his voice breaking down as he begged you for mercy.

"Then you suddenly noticed, through the sound amplifying device atop the platform in front of you, your conversation was clearly heard by every person and fairy present, immediately causing a commotion throughout the square."

"The Saint... is fake?"

"All these years we’ve been worshipping a fake Saint?"

"How can this be, where did the Saint go? Has he abandoned us..."

"No, this can’t be right, the Saint is a paragon of selflessness, greatness, and kindness, he would never abandon us; this must be a plot by the Lord of Calamity..."

"You glanced below, the square was already in disarray; some displayed confusion, some wept inconsolably, some tried to console themselves, some went mad, even the Guardian Knights, showed varying degrees of faith collapsing; at this moment everyone seemed to have forgotten about you."

"Ah!" A scream suddenly erupted from the crowd; you turned to see, a fairy painfully collapsed on the ground in the square below, convulsing intensely, large amounts of dark smoke billowing from its body.

"In just a few seconds, the fairy was completely engulfed by the darkness, transformed into a black worm several meters long, with a gaping maw roaring at the surrounding crowd."

"It’s the Devour! The Devour that had disappeared for centuries has appeared again... Help..."

The black worm lunged at the nearest fairy, the unfortunate fairy was instantly torn apart and devoured, and soon, more dark smoke emerged from the worm, condensing into a new flying Devour by its side...

"No, go and kill the Devour..." The Guardian Knights, who had been after you, were startled and quickly reversed their weapons, charging at the two Devours in the plaza."

"With the combined efforts of more than ten knights, the two Devours were quickly slain, dissipating into black smoke with their dying cries."

"However, no sooner had the Devours died than in the distant fleeing crowd, another fairy collapsed in agony, rapidly transforming into a new Devour beetle..."