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Chapter 87 Cute Girl Solo Kills Sacred Remains Scorpion (10/20, Seeking First Subscription)

Inside the main hall of the temple.

The terrifying super-explosion reaction has ended, but the price was the disappearance of the originally rich lightning element environment and the dense swarm of poisonous scorpions.

What would normally require the combined efforts of dozens of seasoned, gilded guilds to conquer was wiped out in less than an hour by just two scholars.

Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh once again at the power of knowledge to bring peace of mind.

"Hmm—let's go take a look. Be careful, that Sacred Beast won't be so easy to deal with."

Farusian nodded, but her tone remained wary.

To put it bluntly, the threat posed by those hundred poisonous scorpions was not as great as that one sacred skeletal beast.

Having witnessed Desia single-handedly suppressing dozens of gilded guilds, Wang Yan understood that reality and the game were different.

Games have to consider numerical issues, but reality is completely unreasonable.

For a master with the Eye of God, a venomous scorpion is no different from being delivered to someone's doorstep.

And their own adorable female mentor is undoubtedly a master.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Farusian is an archer in the game and carries a bow in real life. She's an intellectual, and if she throws away her bow and arrows, she could easily switch to a mage on the spot.

With these thoughts in mind, Wang Yan's footsteps led him toward the main hall.

The strange smell of elemental forces breaking through the chitin grew stronger.

It didn't smell bad, but it was still unpleasant.

Wang Yan, with his head down, had just stepped out of the passage when suddenly, Farusan behind him grabbed his collar and threw him backward!

The next moment, a barb crackling with purple lightning crashed down!

Right where Wang Yan had just stood, the ground suddenly shattered, sending rubble and dust flying, revealing a deep pit.

Wang Yan staggered backward after being thrown, and when he finally regained his footing and saw what was in front of him, his pupils contracted sharply.

If that were to fall on me—I'd be covered in bruises and welts!

"A fierce storm!"

Unlike Wang Yan, Farusan didn't have many thoughts. As she left her apprentice behind, she coldly issued her command.

The multifaceted azure light of He Yao surged, and with a slight tremor, seven or eight solidified gusts of wind erupted simultaneously, sweeping forward like blades of wind!

The wind swept past, scattering all the remains of the poisonous scorpions on the ground. Amidst the scattered debris of broken armor and severed limbs, the massive body of the Sacred Corpse Poisonous Scorpion slowly stood upright.

"Roar~"

Its ferocious carapace was covered with scorch marks and cracks, and lightning hissed and leaped at the wounds, clearly indicating that it had been severely damaged by the super-bombardment just now.

But those compound eyes remained fierce, fixed on Farusan, and let out a roar that was a mixture of pain and rage.

In its remaining senses, Wang Yan was still no threat, but the figure in the blue-green robe in front of it could take its life!

"As expected, even though the bodily functions of this size holy skeleton beast are gradually aging, its vitality is still terrifyingly strong."

Farusan looked at the giant beast before her, but she wasn't too surprised.

"Mentor—" Wang Yan's voice was somewhat resentful, "Did you expect this to happen all along?"

"This is a lesson for you: when exploring ruins, you must proceed cautiously and not be greedy for quick success." Farusan's lips curled up slightly.

She was indeed doing it on purpose. There was no way around it; Wang Yan was too smart. He learned everything quickly, and he could learn almost anything in no time.

In this way, she was comfortable as a teacher, but she didn't feel a sense of accomplishment.

Now, this kind of hands-on teaching is the only way to enhance the teacher's authority.

With that, Farusan reached out and grasped the recurve bow that had been in her hand before: "I'll take care of it. You stay put."

As they spoke, He Yao's multifaceted form had already flown out, taking advantage of its small size to fly in mid-air and launch a barrage of wind element attacks at the Sacred Corpse Scorpion.

As soon as Falushan finished her instructions, Wang Yan quickly retreated to the corner of the passageway and hid himself.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when the Sacred Relic Scorpion was restrained by the multifaceted He Yao, Falushan moved like the wind and leaped into the main hall with a light and agile movement.

She chose to take shelter next to a dilapidated high platform with a relief sculpture, where she could enjoy a wide view and use the stone pillars and ruins as cover.

Fiona saw it very clearly.

Although the Sacred Scorpion was severely damaged in the Super Bloom, with its carapace covered in scorch marks and cracks, its enormous size and tenacious vitality made it difficult for ordinary arrows to cause fatal damage even if they broke through its defenses.

Unless she expends a large amount of elemental power to condense a high-intensity "Elemental Burst Arrow", physical piercing alone can only serve to harass and weaken the target.

Therefore, her tactics were very clear: not to aim for a fatal blow, but to gradually paralyze the behemoth's ability to move through precise and continuous joint strikes.

Once the Sacred Relic Scorpion's movements are restricted, making it impossible to effectively pursue or dodge, things become much simpler.

The moment she stood still, she had already drawn her bow and nocked an arrow, and with pure skill and the blessing of runes, the arrow shot out of the air.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Farusan's shooting rhythm was extremely fast, almost without pause.

Each arrow was precisely aimed at the joints of the Sacred Corpse Scorpion's limbs, where the carapace was relatively thin, supporting the Sacred Corpse Beast's massive body.

The arrows are covered with runes that indicate "penetration" and "tear," which further enhance their lethality.

The first arrow struck the second joint of the left forelimb, and a crack appeared in the purplish-black carapace, from which lightning spilled out; the second arrow followed closely, embedding itself in the side of the same joint, the crack spreading; the third arrow then struck the root joint of the right hindlimb—

The Sacred Scorpion, in pain, let out an angry roar and swung its giant pincers, sending flying the rubble and scorpion remains beside it. However, Farusan had already changed positions with her agile movements, always maintaining a safe distance from it.

Meanwhile, the multifaceted radiance in the sky continued to harass the Holy Remains Scorpion, with gusts of fierce wind aiming at its eyes.

For a moment, the giant beast was caught in a dilemma.

No matter how the Holy Beast behaved, Farusan's actions would not stop.

Her gaze was as calm as ice, the bowstring in her hand vibrated incessantly, and the arrows seemed to have a life of their own, drawing blue trajectories in the air, continuously targeting those key joints.

"Snap!"

Another arrow hit its mark, and the carapace at the joint of the left midlimb finally shattered completely, revealing the shimmering purple muscle tissue inside.

This sacred scorpion has even shown signs of physical elementalization.

If it can withstand the limits of its lifespan and completely transform into its elemental form, it might evolve into an even more terrifying monster.

The left half of the Sacred Relic Scorpion's body visibly sank, and its movements became slightly uncoordinated.

Farusan's eyes brightened slightly, and she plucked the bowstring again, having already locked onto the weak point of its broken joint.

Clang~

Like metal clashing, the arrow struck its target squarely.

The massive body of the Sacred Scorpion suddenly lurched to the side, nearly losing its balance.

Perhaps sensing something was wrong, or perhaps the life-or-death crisis calmed the monster down.

It turned slightly to the side, protecting its legs which had lost their shell protection, and stopped trying to track Farusan's fleeting figure, even ignoring the continuous turbulent waves emanating from the multifaceted structure above its head.

A fierce gust of wind swept across the already cracked scorch marks on its carapace, tearing open a deep gash that revealed the bone. Dark purple blood mixed with flashing plasma splattered out, but it only trembled slightly, neither dodging nor flinching.

Those originally fierce compound eyes now held a cold, focused intensity as they stared intently at Farusan.

The surrounding air became thick and dangerous. The previously diffused purple lightning elemental mist began to surge violently, as if stirred by an invisible force, emitting a low hum.

Wisps of visible purple-white lightning burst forth from every crevice of the Sacred Relic Scorpion's carapace. These lightning bolts, like a swarm of living snakes, darted and spread wildly along the ground and the broken relief walls.

Where the lightning swept across, the sand and gravel crackled and were instantly scorched into a charred, glassy state by the high temperature; when it touched the ancient stone walls carved with intricate patterns, it left behind streaks of pitch-black burns, and the air quickly filled with a pungent smell of burnt bits mixed with ozone.

"Damn it, there's so little left, don't ruin it." Farusan cursed under her breath, but her composed expression finally vanished completely, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She could clearly sense that the old sacred beast was relentlessly squeezing out all its remaining power, and might even be burning some kind of primordial essence.

This is going to be a fight to the death!

That makes sense. This old sacred beast has been through countless battles; it's impossible for me to just kite it to death.

In this nearly enclosed hall environment, since we can't catch up, using an area-of-effect (AOE) attack is the best option.

However, even knowing what the Sacred Scorpion was going to do, Farusan wasn't afraid at all; she didn't even bother to hide.

He calmly took out a palm-sized metal array plate from his small bag. Its shape was quite similar to the sensory elemental protection device he had given to Wang Yan before, except that the runes flowing on the surface were more complex and precise, and the edge was inlaid with a circle of small blue gemstones, which gleamed with a warm luster in the dim light.

Wang Yan, who was standing at the entrance of the passageway in the distance, could see it clearly and a thought suddenly occurred to him: "Is it an improved protective device?"

The moment Farusan took out the array plate, the Holy Remains Scorpion completed its charge.

"Roar—!!"

With a shriek mixed with pain and rage, blinding purple-white lightning suddenly burst forth from the cracks in its broken shell!

Unlike the dissipating mist or scattered electric snakes just now, this was a violent thunder that surged forth like a flood bursting its banks!

The lightning exploded outwards from the Sacred Scorpion, instantly filling every inch of the main hall.

The remaining floral reliefs on the wall were rendered a ghastly white by the light, and the dust and elemental residue in the air were ionized and burned by the thunderstorm, producing crackling sounds.

Its destructive power, befitting a high-level monster, was unmistakable.

However, just as the overwhelming lightning was about to engulf Farusan's slender figure!

The array plate in her hand lit up silently.

A layer of pale blue, semi-transparent light membrane instantly unfolded around the array plate, gently enveloping the space within a radius of several meters around her.

Layers of illusory runes flowed across the surface of the light film, circulating like living things and forming an indestructible elemental barrier.

The raging lightning crashed into the light membrane, but it was like a raging wave striking an invisible reef. It looked incredibly powerful, but it was impossible to budge it in the slightest.

The thunderstorm's fury lasted only a few breaths.

As the last ray of lightning hissed and dissipated into the air, the main hall returned to darkness, the original lighting fixtures seemingly destroyed in the thunderstorm.

Farusan remained standing in the same spot. The pale blue light membrane around her rippled gently like water before quietly receding back into the array plate.

Not far in front of her, the massive body of the Sacred Scorpion lay limply on the ground.

The lightning on the carapace had completely faded, leaving only a few thin arcs of electricity occasionally leaping across the charred wounds, emitting a faint "buzzing" sound.

Its fierce compound eyes lost their luster, and its aura was extremely weak. The attack just now had clearly exhausted its last bit of strength and vitality.

The multifaceted He Yao silently rose from behind Falushan, flew to the Holy Remains Scorpion, circled around it, and then flew back.

Fiona then spoke: "It's resolved, Wang Yan, come here."

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