Chapter 649: Wasn't It Gone?

This is not good.

When that thought sprang from his mind, his body had already reacted first.

He sent it out directly through the Command Spell's link.

Just a single character, no more, no less.

"Escape."

Bai Hang froze for a moment, but she didn't ask further.

She knows Jing Yuan, and whatever could make him utter the two characters "Escape" is definitely not something she could figure out while standing still.

Jing Yuan cut the link, and his gaze fell again on the Giant Fox in the distance.

Those black‑golden eyes still stared at him, never moving.

Perspective shift.

When Bai Hang refocused, her expression had already shifted from confusion to seriousness.

San Yue Qi stood beside her, mouth slightly open, eyes wide and round, staring at the towering Giant Fox in the distance, unable to utter a single word for a long while.

Lin crouched behind them, the Monkey Tail looping from behind her skirt to the front, clenched by herself until the tip was flattened, her lips trembled several times, and finally she managed only a single syllable.

"Jia…"

Bai Hang had no time to mind what they were daydreaming about, and directly paraphrased Jing Yuan's words: "Go, go right now, don't ask why."

San Yue Qi's reaction was much faster than she had expected.

Those powder‑blue eyes withdrew from the Giant Fox, she bent down, one hand grasped Lin's waist, lifted the Master still muttering "Jia Jia Jia" entirely, tucking her under her arm as cleanly as pinching a bag of rice.

Lin's legs kicked twice in midair, realizing she couldn't reach the ground, she stopped, but the tail kept shaking nonstop.

Bai Hang also moved.

She didn't know why Jing Yuan let them escape, but she knew Jing Yuan wouldn't say such words without reason.

Both Assassin activated simultaneously.

San Yue Qi's foot touched the ground, and her whole body shot out like an arrow, skimming the ground, so fast that her powder‑blue hair trailed behind her in a straight line.

Bai Hang followed behind, her snow‑white long hair fluttering in the wind, her azure eyes fixed on the rapidly retreating ruins ahead, her ears pressed low, almost against the top of her head.

After running less than a hundred meters, another person appeared before them.

No, not a person, a Servant.

Silver‑gray hair, black armor, a black mask covering the upper half of the face tightly, only the lower half exposed—no expression on that face, lips pressed into a line, the jaw clenched tightly.

The silhouette stood straight and rigid, like a puppet on strings, marching quickly from the opposite side of the ruins, heading straight toward them.

San Yue Qi's steps suddenly halted.

Her shoe sole scraped a long streak on the ground, shards of stone and dust spattering from her feet.

The hand that held Lin tightened a bit.

Saber.

Her mind twisted several times in that instant.

Saber isn't gone?

Wasn't she swallowed by that Giant Fox?

Lin also poked half a head out from under San Yue Qi's arm, looking at the black‑armored figure ahead, those blue eyes filled with confusion.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the syllable "Jia" that had just emerged was swallowed back, because she realized her mind was so chaotic she couldn't even articulate "Jia" properly.

Bai Hang stood half a step behind San Yue Qi, the Recurve Bow in her hand already drawn, the string taut, the arrowhead pointing at the black‑armored figure.

Her azure eyes stared at that face, at that armor, her brows knit into a knot.

The three of them stood there, staring at the black‑armored figure, each mind turning the same bewilderment, yet none spoke, because they didn't know what to say.

The black‑armored Saber brushed past them.

Without pausing, as if the three of them were standing by the roadside and she were merely a hurried passerby, not worth a second glance.

It walked straight through, heading toward the Giant Fox.

San Yue Qi turned her head, watching the direction where the black dot vanished, opened her mouth, then closed it again.

The three exchanged a glance.

"That... wasn't it eaten?" San Yue Qi's voice was very soft, as if speaking to herself.

Bai Hang shook her head, indicating she didn't know either.

Lin slid down from San Yue Qi, straightened up, the tail swayed twice behind her.

"Can't worry about that any more,"

Lin inhaled deeply, exhaling the tension she had been holding since earlier, "Run first, then talk."

In the distance.

In midair.

Jing Yuan still floated there, the Golden Long Spear held horizontally before him, tip pointing up, tail down.

His white hair fluttered in the wind, his robe flapped loudly, yet his body remained motionless, like a nail stuck in midair.

His gaze crossed thousands of meters, landing on the Giant Fox.

The Giant Fox straightened its body.

Those black‑golden flames burned on its body, turning the surrounding gloom into an irregular hole.

It was so massive that Jing Yuan had to tilt his head slightly to see its crown, and its shadow stretched from thousands of meters away, enveloping Jing Yuan entirely in dimness.

Those black‑golden eyes stared at Jing Yuan, unblinking, just fixedly staring.

Jing Yuan felt a sudden thump in his heart.

Then the Giant Fox moved.

Its four limbs braced against the ground, its whole body like a cannonball fired out, rushed toward Jing Yuan.

The speed was absurdly fast, fast enough that a colossal creature hundreds of meters tall turned before your eyes into a vague Black Shadow, fast enough that the image of the Giant Fox in Jing Yuan's pupils kept flickering, fast enough that before his mind could react, his body had already responded.

Thousands of meters distance, a few seconds.

Jing Yuan didn't even have time to count how many seconds that was.

He only saw the silhouette of the Giant Fox growing larger in his view, large enough to cover the whole sky.

Its forelimb rose, the massive claw opened, five fingers as thick as pillars slammed toward Jing Yuan.

Jing Yuan took a deep breath.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster; a disaster you can't escape."

His voice was very light, so light that it was swallowed by the wind the Giant Fox stirred.

In his tone there was no fear, no tension, only a very casual indifference.

That little fox still held a grudge.

He sighed.

The giant claw had already come down.

Bang—!!!

The giant palm slammed down.

The force was so great it didn't seem a creature could produce, more like a mountain crashing down from the sky.

When the giant palm hit the ground, the earth seemed struck by a meteor, debris exploded outward from the impact point, forming a radiating shockwave.

The shattered stones were blasted hundreds of meters into the air, dust rose, blocking the sky, turning the whole heavens gray.

Jing Yuan's position was completely engulfed by that dust.

No one could be seen, only a thick, porridge‑like smoke rolling and spreading there.

The Giant Fox's forelimb still pressed on the ground, the Flame in its palm burned hotter than before, those black‑gold Flames spread among the debris and soil, turning the gray stuff into black ash.

It seemed to sense something, its black‑gold eyes narrowed slightly, then—

A golden lightning suddenly burst in the gray mist.

The lightning didn't strike from the heavens, but erupted from deep within that gray mist.

It was like a blade drawn from its sheath, thrust out of the gray mist, piercing the thick smoke, lighting the whole hazy sky clear.

The lightning hissed and twisted in the air, like an enraged snake slithering through the gray mist, tearing the smoke into fragments.

Then the second, the third, the fourth.