Just like last time, Fang Yu called the little wind chime over.
"Master, why has there been a different person?" Xiao Fengling looked at Yax in Fang Yu's hand and asked with wide eyes, "Um...where is diarrhea?"
"According to the previous promise, let him go." Fang Yu said lightly, "However, if a person is let go, it is not certain whether he will survive."
Dratch fainted at the feet of Ax, and then the whole church collapsed.
Unless he was extremely lucky and the position where he fainted happened to avoid all the hits. Otherwise, he might not be able to escape death.
"Oh, what's the name of this strange person?" Little Wind Chime looked at Yax with his big eyes, his dark eyes shining brightly.
Seeing her eagerness to try, Fang Yu knew what she was thinking.
"You don't need to do anything about this for now. I'm going to ask him something now. Just watch from behind." Fang Yu said.
"...Oh." Little Wind Chime replied in a low voice, slightly disappointed.
Fang Yu took Yax to the cave where Drachi was interrogated last time, but did not go in.
Throwing Yax to the ground casually, Fang Yu squatted down and asked: "I have a few questions to ask you. If you answer them truthfully, I will let you go."
"...Gods will always punish you, and you will go to hell sooner or later!" Yax looked at Fang Yu, his sculpture-like face still showed no change, but humiliation and anger could be heard in his tone, "Gods..."
"Crack!"
Fang Yu slapped Yax on the face, forcibly interrupting his words.
"What a bullshit god, without the staff and the code, you are worse than the little girl standing behind me." Fang Yu said sarcastically.
"...Master, are you talking about me!?" The little wind chime behind him was silent for a few seconds, then reacted and asked loudly.
"Of course I'm not talking about you. You are not human and there is no comparison." Fang Yu said.
"Oh, that's good." Little Wind Chime nodded and replied.
Fang Yu turned his head and looked at Yax again.
At this time, Yax remained motionless and did not speak.
"What do you mean by the resurrection of all things before? Tell me." Fang Yu said.
"..." Yax didn't answer.
After several trials, Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
From the beginning of the fight, this Yax gave him a very strange feeling.
It doesn't behave like a human being, or even a living creature.
This can be seen from the fact that Fang Yu beat it violently, but it didn't even let out a groan of pain.
After thinking about it, Fang Yu directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on Yax's face.
A burst of light flashed from his right hand, and his divine consciousness instantly enveloped Yax's entire body.
But the strange thing is that Yax's soul cannot be found at all.
"It's really not a human being? It's not even a living thing." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he thought to himself.
Using your spiritual consciousness to sweep over Yax's body is similar to using your spiritual consciousness to sweep over a piece of steel. You can't detect any strange aura, and there is no place to deliberately explore.
Such a dead object not only has its own consciousness, but can also control two powerful magic weapons.
This is many times better than the puppetry technique passed down from ancient times in China!
So... does such an archangel bishop have only one body, or does he have many bodies?
Fang Yu couldn't be sure about this.
But he tends to believe that Yax will have many incarnations.
After all, one has been made, and it is only a matter of time before several more are made.
Thinking about it from another angle, the person who created Yax is probably the real behind-the-scenes controller of the Angel Religion.
Yax's position as Archangel, including the two magical weapons in its hands... were given to it by the person behind the scenes.
So……
Fang Yu shook his head, knowing that he was thinking too far.
The current situation is that he cannot get the answer he wants from Yax.
Regardless of whether there is a behind-the-scenes controller behind Yax, Fang Yu does not have the time or energy to investigate for the time being.
"I've left this person to you. You can greet him however you want." Fang Yu stood up, turned around, and said to the little wind chime, "When does it start begging for mercy, please notify me immediately."
"Then what if it never begs for mercy?" asked the little wind chime.
"Then keep greeting and try not to kill it." Fang Yu said, "However, I don't think it will be killed."
…
The news of the Archangel's arrival in Beidu had never spread.
Therefore, the incident in the church naturally did not cause too much trouble.
Only those representatives of the top forces who had personally experienced the entire incident spoke out about the incident after returning to their respective families or sects, which aroused heated discussions within the group.
The name Fang Yu once again became the center of discussion.
…
A week passed quickly.
During this period, Beidu fell into a long-lost calm.
After killing Jiukong in the second ancient ruins, the semi-spiritual tribe's movements suddenly stopped.
At least, in the past half month, no news about the semi-spirits has leaked out.
"Teacher, Mr. Fang, I think the situation is a bit abnormal." Zheng Ze sat at the coffee table on the top floor of Fang Yu's bamboo house, frowning, and said, "The semi-spiritual tribe almost caused a stir in Beidu some time ago. The Martial Arts Association
They were also semi-collapsed... It stands to reason that at this time, they should pursue their victory, continue to cause trouble, and completely muddy the waters... Why did they calm down instead?"
Fang Yu and Huaixu were also sitting at the coffee table.
Huaixu frowned and his face was solemn.
Fang Yu, on the other hand, looked relaxed, with his legs crossed, drinking tea and eating peanuts.
"Mr. Fang, what do you think about this matter?" Zheng Ze asked hesitantly.
"What's there to think about? In fact, it's just that Jiukong died and Daokong was scared out of his wits." Fang Yu said calmly.
Hearing these words, Zheng Ze opened his eyes wide, and Huaixu also raised his eyes and looked at Fang Yu.
In fact, as long as you think about yourself as Daokong, the situation will be very clear.
What kind of divine creature is Tai Sui Jia?
Regardless of its actual function, it is the most powerful defensive weapon in the legend.
No matter what means Daokong used to obtain Tai Sui Jia, he must know the value of Tai Sui Jia.
But he didn't keep it for himself, but gave it to Jiukong.
Obviously, he has great trust in Jiukong, and hopes that Jiukong can solve the thorn in Fang Yu's side after merging with Taisui Jia.
But he didn't expect that Jiukong, who was fused with Tai Sui Jia, would still be defeated by Fang Yu, and even Tai Sui Jia would be stripped away.
Under the assumption that Fang Yu will definitely die at the hands of Jiukong, with such a result, subsequent plans will naturally be disrupted.
Daokong's state of mind at this time should be one of shock and anger.
The available people under his command died one by one in Fang Yu's hands, which shows that his previous employment methods were wrong.
Sending his men over one by one like this is just to deliver food to Fang Yu.
Therefore, his next actions...he must be more cautious.
Even if he is causing trouble, he must try his best to avoid being discovered by Fang Yu so as to track his location.
Because he can't show up yet and needs to wait for a while...
After listening to Fang Yu's analysis of Daokong's psychology, both Huaixu and Zheng Ze looked shocked.
To be honest, they know very little about the Semi-Spirit Race and Daokong.
But Fang Yu seemed to know Daokong quite well.
"Actually, this is just my personal speculation. It's possible that he is simply planning a bigger incident." Fang Yu shrugged and said, "With no clues, we can only wait."
Huaixu nodded slowly, then thought of something and said, "Brother Fang, not only have you received the news, but in the recent period, the Hundred Sect Competition once every ten years is about to begin. This time, the host venue is in Beidu."
"A competition among hundreds of sects?" Fang Yu frowned. He had never heard of such a competition.
"This is a competition that takes place once every ten years. Each region will select the strongest local martial arts sects to participate in this competition... Half a month ago, competitions among the sects within each region were already underway.
"Huaixu said, "I received information that the central region stands out. Among the five sects that can come to the northern capital to participate in the final hundred sect competition, there is the Ziyan Palace that was established less than a month ago."