hsntnovel Chapter 2554 Coveting the Treasure 2
Chapter 2554 Coveting the Treasure 2
At the same time, all eyes turned to Ling, who was standing behind Zhang Yi.
The Nightmare Clan's "One Thought" immediately targeted Ling's existence.
The Ihen race, the remnants of the sword knights, were once able to chase after the Druk gods and cut them down like vegetables.
Even if it is just remains, it is enough to arouse the covetousness of many advanced civilizations.
Anyone who isn't an idiot would understand just how terrifyingly important she is!
When the Nightmare Clan spoke, it meant that they had set their sights on Ling's human form.
After hearing Yinian's words, Ling slowly raised her eyes.
There was no emotional fluctuation in her eyes; she was simply observing.
Her human form has perfectly standard facial features.
Symmetrical, without any unnecessary sharp edges, quiet, indifferent, yet without any bloody killing intent.
She is like a long sword that has been honed long enough, polished to a shine, waiting to be used.
Zhang Yi did not avoid the question.
He knew he would be asked about this sooner or later, and there was no way to avoid it.
However, since he dared to openly bring out Ling to help him fight, it means he had the confidence to deal with this situation.
So he stated the facts very directly.
"She was left to me by Tianyu Palace."
"A gift from the Ihen tribe."
Those two short sentences instantly changed the atmosphere in the room.
Those ancient race representatives who had previously maintained their arrogance and the idea that "we are the surviving overlords of the previous era" showed a noticeable increase in seriousness on their faces when they heard the words "Ihen Clan".
Some ethnic groups even unconsciously sat up straight, as if attending some kind of high-level meeting.
Even though they did not witness it firsthand, the Ehen race had once been high-ranking enforcers and adjudicators, and the names of those four knights had appeared in legends from many eras.
In fact, they have appeared in various civilizations and races, and they are all the highest-level gods who sealed demons into hell and were invincible beings.
Sword Knights represent the purest and most extreme form of combat power.
The black mist in the Nightmare Clan's Yi Nian's eyes rippled slightly, like a small wave of emotion.
He said softly, "It seems that she is indeed the remains of the Sword Knight!"
"No wonder."
"No wonder she has such a high level of control over her superpowers!"
“We are very interested in her.”
His tone was so calm, as if he were talking about borrowing a book, as he slowly looked at Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi couldn't see his face clearly because it was shrouded in a layer of black mist.
That was a spiritual mist; the Nightmare Clan were beings that existed between illusion and reality. As their name suggests, the Nightmare Clan possessed extremely powerful spiritual bodies, capable of invading the mental world of others and killing them silently!
"Lord Chaos, could you temporarily hand her over to us for research?"
Yi Nian stated his request in a calm tone, polite but without any sense of asking for favors.
It sounds more like giving instructions or commands.
“We have the utmost respect for the Sword Knight, and we hope to decipher the path of life's leap from her remains. We will not harm her; we simply need to study her structure.”
"Don't worry, we'll return it to you after we've finished our research."
The atmosphere in the venue became heavy again, and many alien races looked at Yinian with complicated expressions.
In fact, many people have this thought: who wouldn't covet the remains of a legendary Omega-level powerhouse who once reached the "infinite" level?
Perhaps within it lies the secret to breaking through to the Omega level.
However, after witnessing Zhang Yi's strength, those races with White Knight-level experts in charge dared not make such a request.
But the Nightmare Clan is different; they are much stronger!
The position where Yi Nian sat was in the core area of the negotiating table, unlike that of the Fang Wolf Clan and the Ironclad Clan.
King Arthur's expression changed on the spot.
Morgan's face darkened instantly: "Your Excellency of the Nightmare Clan, isn't that inappropriate? That was a gift from the Izmite Clan to Chaos. How can you so easily give it to others to study? This is also disrespectful to the Izmite Clan!"
Morgan brought out the Eternal Race, attempting to scare Yi-yi away.
Representatives of several races that were more inclined to "cooperate with the sixth generation of humans" also expressed their dissatisfaction.
The representative of the Senju clan raised four hands and gently crossed them in front of his chest, as a way of indicating his "disagreement".
But I don't care about these things.
He was clearly used to speaking with his own logic, and used to the position of "I have a need, so this should be met".
"I said I only borrowed it for research. I'll return it when I'm done. What, do you mean that even six generations of you can't give our Nightmare Clan this much face?"
He glanced indifferently at the crowd, not taking Zhang Yi seriously at all.
"If you continue to show such disrespect to the Nightmare Clan, I will be very angry!"
This is already a naked threat.
Other races were either curious, covetous, or indifferent.
The atmosphere at the scene, which had just started to improve, was suddenly plunged into a huge crisis.
Everyone was waiting for Zhang Yi's reply.
Because it is obvious that Yi Nian's strength is even more terrifying!
Although Zhang Yi was able to defeat the four White Knights, he would hardly be a match for Yi Nian.
Moreover, besides Yi Nian, there were also other races like the Abyss Clan present, who also coveted Ling's human form.
Just as the atmosphere on the scene was tense, something seemingly absurd happened the next second, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Zhang Yi smiled.
His smile even carried a hint of relaxation, as if he didn't care.
He looked at Yinian and said generously and calmly, "Sure, since you want to borrow it for research, I believe the Nightmare Clan won't go back on their word. Please take it!"
Morgan was nearly scared to death; his heart skipped a beat: "Hey—"
King Arthur turned his head, his eyes filled with shock, as if to say, "Are you crazy?"
In their eyes, Ling is not only a fighting force, but also a trump card, a forbidden item coveted by all races.
At times like these, any signal of "loosening the grip" is gambling with one's life.
But Zhang Yi didn't explain.
He simply raised his hand slightly, signaling Ling to stay put.
The Nightmare Clan member nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with this logic, and stepped forward.
His footsteps were silent; he had no real weight.
He moved closer to Ling, raising a misty hand as if to gently place it on her shoulder, like a researcher about to touch a specimen and extract its structure.
In that very instant.
—The air collapsed.
It wasn't an explosive burst of energy, but rather an instantaneous collapse of "mental suppression."
There was no light, and there was no sound.
But the whole world seemed to be paused, all colors were drained, and the consciousness of all the spectators was instantly pierced deep into their brains by countless sharp needles.