"This…"
Upon seeing Delezie reappear, the three sword masters were almost in disbelief, their eyes wide open: "How is this possible!?"
In fact, it wasn't just the three sword masters. Since Fang Mo hadn't completely wiped out the adventurers on the other side, several adventurers and Iris hurried over at this moment. When they saw Delezie, they were so shocked that they froze on the spot.
"No! Impossible!"
It was Iris on this side who spoke, and she seemed somewhat out of control: "It was clearly crushed to pieces by the interdimensional rift..."
Actually, not even these adventurers could comprehend it.
Even Delezie himself looked completely bewildered.
"What is this..."
Delezie looked around blankly, recalling that he had been surrounded and attacked by a large group of adventurers, eventually being pushed into the interdimensional rift and crushed into pieces. That should have meant death, so why was he standing here completely unharmed?
However, before Delezie could make sense of it all, he suddenly noticed a figure walking straight towards him. This figure then unexpectedly embraced him in a big hug.
To top it off, the person buried his nose deeply into Delezie's back and took a deep breath.
"???"
Truth be told, Delezie was dumbfounded at that moment.
And it wasn't just him; even the three sword masters, the adventurers, and Iris were stunned.
As everyone knows, Delezie, the sixth Apostle of the Demon Realm, is essentially the source of all diseases, composed of countless dreadful pathogens capable of turning any living cells to dust.
A few days ago, when the adventurer legion fought against Delezie, their boots began to melt as soon as they stepped into the territory of the Village of Pain, indicating how toxic he was. Without Hilder's protective magic, they couldn't have even touched Delezie, let alone pushed him into the interdimensional rift to kill him. It was because of these terrifying pathogens that he was called the Black Plague Delezie.
Yet this terrifying Apostle...
This guy actually took a deep breath from Delezie just now?
"Ah~~"
Regardless of what others thought, Fang Mo not only took that breath but also showed an exceptionally satisfied expression afterward: "Good for you!"
"You..."
In the end, it was Delezie who couldn't help but speak: "What are you doing?"
"Uh, sniffing a wild boar?" Fang Mo rubbed his nose slightly as he replied.
"Sniffing everything will only harm you." Before Delezie could respond, Summon couldn't help but comment with a darkened face.
"Really, resurrected..."
Meanwhile, one of the three sword masters, Aganzo, was staring at the scene with wide eyes, his mind going blank.
"Hmm?"
With heightened senses, Fang Mo heard Aganzo's mumbling almost instantly. He laughed, spread his hands, and addressed everyone: "You see, I wasn't lying. My greatest strength is doing what I say. I told you I'd bring something to life, and here's Delezie, lively as ever."
"This is impossible!"
The most unable to accept this was Iris. As Hilder's puppet, she almost lost her composure and shouted: "Delezie was clearly pulverized by the dimensional storm!"
"Eh, that's where you're wrong."
Fang Mo chuckled and explained: "If it was pulverized, you can't sniff it anymore...so sniffing small animals is healthier."
"You demon! What strange magic have you used!"
Iris couldn't hold back any longer and immediately cast a spell, launching a barrage of fireballs at Fang Mo.
But Fang Mo, seeing this, merely scoffed and didn't bother moving. His Arcane Ring flashed blue, activating zero-degree mode, extinguishing all the magical flames mid-air as if they never existed.
After dealing with the flames, Fang Mo smiled and reminded Iris: "Burning means it can't be sniffed anymore..."
"You!"
Iris was utterly exasperated.
"Aganzo, did you see that?" Fang Mo ignored her and turned to the three sword masters: "If I want, I can resurrect any life... you understand what I mean?"
"I…"
Aganzo's face showed a struggle. He was indeed a tragic figure. In the past, Hilder transferred the fifth Apostle Sirocco to the Sorrowful Cave for the revival of the Demon Realm. Sirocco was later hunted by the four sword masters, but humans couldn't defeat an Apostle, nearly all of them were killed by Sirocco.
At that moment, Aganzo's lover, Luxie, sacrificed herself to confront Sirocco with ghost power, resulting in mutual destruction.
This incident had always been Aganzo's torment.
Afterward, he abandoned everything, wandering aimlessly, numbing his pain with alcohol.
Seeing his lover's chance for revival now, how could he not be tempted?
"Aganzo!"
At this moment, Iris shouted sternly: "Don't listen to this demon's lies. He just wants us to turn against each other. The dead cannot be revived..."
"Damn it, you never shut up, do you?"
Before Aganzo could respond, Fang Mo couldn't hold back anymore. He threw Laevatein casually: "Hilder, if you want to deal with me, come out yourself, stop using puppets!"
As his voice fell, Laevatein transformed into a rainbow light, piercing through Iris's body completely.
In an instant, it was as if something snapped. A crisp breaking sound was heard, followed by a sudden burst of immense magic power, almost blowing away the surrounding adventurers.
"I..."
Iris stared ahead blankly. A massive hole burned in her chest, with Hilder's magic power gushing out madly, and she soon lost consciousness.
However, this loss of consciousness didn't seem like death.
It was more like a robot being cut off from power; she simply stopped, showing no signs of activity, her expression cold and rigid.
"Iris!"
The crowd couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
One of the dark elf adventurers, possibly a necromancer, was so grieved that he almost lost his mind, glaring at Fang Mo with hatred, ready to fight.
"Everyone! Please stop!"
At that moment, a familiar voice rang out from a distance.
Everyone instinctively turned and saw that it was Bel Myre's court magician, Sharan, the head of the Magic Guild.
She seemed to be in a hurry, anxiously shouting: "You've been deceived! Iris is a puppet controlled by an Apostle!"
"What…?"
The crowd was stunned, obviously unwilling to believe these words, but Sharan's credibility was high, leaving them unsure of what to do.
"Lady Sharan?"
The necromancer asked hesitantly: "What do you mean? Are you saying Iris is the villain? Is this guy the good one?"
After speaking, he pointed to Fang Mo not far away.
"Yes."
Sharan immediately nodded.
"That's impossible!" Everyone retorted without thinking: "He obviously wants to gather the Apostles' power to destroy the world…"
"It's the Second Apostle, Hilder, who wants to kill the other Apostles. I've discovered the truth!"
Sharan spoke seriously: "This gentleman's companion went to the Dark Elf Kingdom, cooperated with our Dark Elf clan, Clent, saved Noire Ferra, and uncovered the truth about the plague. On the surface, the plague was caused by Delezie's fragments, but in reality… it's all Hilder's conspiracy."
"This…"
The adventurers were dumbfounded upon hearing this: "This… how is this possible?"
"It's true."
Sharan explained again succinctly: "Clent found a dimensional rift in Noire Ferra. With the cooperation of your companion, he entered the rift and saw some past images. It was Iris who used the dimensional rift to bring Delezie's fragments to Noire Ferra."
"What!?"
This news shocked everyone: "Iris actually… why?!"
"Because Iris is Hilder's puppet."
Sharan pointed to Iris: "This is a puppet created by magical means, almost indistinguishable from a real person. Even I couldn't tell the difference. But look at her now… does she look like a dead human?"
"Hmph… Hilder still loves using puppets."
Before anyone could speak, Delezie the Apostle also let out a cold snort: "But it's a pity, this time her plan has completely failed."
"Delezie…"
Hearing Delezie speak, everyone became tense again.
However, Delezie ignored them and instead turned to Fang Mo: "So it was you who revived me, right?"
As an Apostle, Delezie wasn't foolish. Hearing everyone's conversation, he quickly realized that his earlier experience wasn't a dream. He had indeed been crushed by the dimensional rift but was revived by the person in front of him.
"Oh, yes."
Fang Mo nodded: "Though you died, I revived you."
After saying this, Fang Mo once again spread his arms and moved towards Delezie, wanting to hug him again. To be honest, this guy felt much better than he thought; his body wasn't sticky but felt like a thick, short fur, though the color wasn't pleasing.
Instinctively, Delezie took a step back.
Since he gained consciousness, all life forms avoided him. This was the first time someone dared to hug him, which felt a bit strange.
But honestly, Delezie didn't dislike the feeling of being hugged.
"Anyway…"
After thinking for a moment, Delezie spoke: "Thank you very much."
"Oh, no problem, just a small effort."
Fang Mo waved his hand indifferently: "I saved Lotus too, and if needed, I'll call Anton from the Empyrean, maybe Luke and Bakal too. At least I can get a group of you together for a game of Mahjong, otherwise, it would be boring."
"... Lotus?"
Delezie was also surprised: "He was also transferred here by Hilder?"
"That happened a few days ago."
Fang Mo shrugged casually: "On the Behemoth of the Sky off the west coast, Hilder threw him there to dry like squid. I just rescued him. Don't believe me, see for yourself."
Saying this, Fang Mo reached behind him and took out a Tentacle Whip, then released Lotus with a thought.
With a flash of dark light, countless tentacles started waving frantically, and Lotus appeared.
"Hilder! You vile woman!"
Lotus roared angrily as soon as he appeared, but then he noticed something was wrong. His giant eye turned and saw the dark pig on the ground: "... Huh? Delezie?"
"Lotus, it's really you."
Delezie couldn't help but say.
"Delezie…"
Seeing this, Lotus seemed a bit disdainful and instinctively withdrew his tentacles, silently moving away from Delezie before asking: "What are you doing here?"
"... I was also transferred."
Delezie's dark face seemed even darker: "It was Hilder's scheme."
"Even you were schemed against?"
Lotus's tone became deep: "I remember you were always at the North Myre border. Did you provoke this cursed woman?"
"And you provoked her?"
Delezie said: "You were hibernating in the magic world's ocean, and still, she schemed against you?"
"Hilder, this malicious woman…"
Lotus took a deep breath to calm himself: "Luckily, this gentleman helped me, or I would have died from her schemes."
"I've already died once."
Delezie turned to Fang Mo: "But… he seems to have revived me."
"Look, he admitted to being revived."
Fang Mo turned to Arganzo not far away: "Hey buddy, this is a rare chance… reviving your deceased wife today."
"I…"
Arganzo was clearly struggling internally, his sword trembling.
"Oh right, I almost forgot something."
Fang Mo slapped his head: "I remembered my resurrection has limitations. There was a bug in Sichuan before, now I can't revive rabbits… your wife isn't a rabbit, right?"
"Luxie is a Dark Elf…"
"Great, that's easy." Fang Mo laughed: "My resurrection is powerful, no cost, just say 'Revive, my love' and she'll come back to life. I call it the God-King Secret Technique… provided you haven't remarried."
"I… only love Luxie."
Arganzo said instinctively.
"Good, I like your pure love." Fang Mo nodded: "I ship you two. Come, revive your… no, revive your wife."