Awakening The Weakest Talent: Only I Level Up - Chapter 1139
Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139 Discovering the Culprit
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
With a single, decisive swing of his sword, Lu Yu beheaded the three Red Dragons.
The massive heads, each dozens of meters long and covered in ferocious scales, crashed to the ground with a thunderous boom.
They rolled away, leaving deep furrows in the earth before coming to rest a short distance away.
Lu Yu calmly sheathed his sword, the elegant movement belying the power of the strike.
He then walked forward with a steady, unwavering gait, each step imbued with an air of quiet authority.
“The threat has been neutralized. Now, focus on the aftermath.”
He approached Lin Yuan, who extended a hand in gratitude.
“Thank you, Lu Yu. Without you, we would have been utterly defeated. Fortunately, the hunting team arrived in time. Otherwise, Jasper City would be in ruins. The surrounding cities were far too slow to respond, by the time they arrived, we would have been long gone.”
Lu Yu waved his hand dismissively. “It was my duty to help. As a high-ranking member of the hunting team, I have a responsibility to protect the people.”
“Speaking of which, have you sent out investigators to determine the origin of these giant flying dragons?”
“We’re conducting a thorough investigation, but we have no leads yet.”
“I’ve also dispatched a team to gather information outside the city.”
“Hopefully, they’ll uncover clues and identify the true culprit.”
Lu Yu nodded. “Then let’s head to the City Lord’s residence for a brief respite. We can discuss further matters later.”
Lin Yuan led the way, guiding Lu Yu towards the City Lord’s residence.
Meanwhile, an elite investigation team had quietly arrived outside the city, tasked with conducting a comprehensive and in-depth investigation into the flying dragons’ attack.
The team members, hardened veterans, approached the mission with utmost seriousness.
Stepping into the dense forest, they were immediately met with an oppressive atmosphere.
The towering trees cast long shadows, and the silence was broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves, creating an unsettling feeling of unseen dangers lurking in the shadows.
The captain signaled for vigilance and split the team into smaller groups.
They meticulously combed through the forest, searching for any footprints or traces left behind by the wyverns. Each member remained focused, determined not to miss any potential clues.
One member discovered broken branches and scattered leaves, seemingly struck by a powerful force. They carefully examined the signs, hoping to glean information about the wyverns’ movements. Another group noticed a peculiar odor in the air, potentially the wyverns’ unique scent. Following the wind’s direction, they hoped to trace the source.
Their search led them to a desolate wasteland.
As far as the eye could see, the landscape was littered with ruins, remnants of a past tragedy.
An ancient and decaying aura permeated the air, filling them with awe.
The once-glorious buildings were now unrecognizable, reduced to broken walls and fallen pillars, a silent testament to the destructive power that had ravaged this land.
The shattered statues stood amidst the ruins, some missing heads or limbs, lending a desolate air to the scene.
They seemed to hold stories of the past, but time had eroded their features, leaving their mysteries forever shrouded.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Clad in a black robe and wielding a purple staff, he addressed the team with a chilling proclamation.
“I hail from the Demon Lord Abyss! You wretched mortals will soon be crushed beneath our might!”
The team leader’s blood ran cold. “Run! This is a demon from the Abyss! We must return and warn the City Lord!”
He immediately turned and fled, acutely aware that staying meant certain death. Escape and raising the alarm were his only options.
The small team of ten scattered into the forest, pursued by a rolling wave of black mist.
Those unfortunate enough to be engulfed by the mist began to swell grotesquely before exploding into lifeless heaps.
Witnessing this horrific scene, the remaining members were gripped by terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Fear and despair painted their faces, as if staring into the abyss itself. Some screamed in primal fear, their cries echoing through the forest.
Driven by primal instincts, they abandoned all semblance of reason and bolted for their lives.
They pushed through obstacles, their desperation evident in their frantic pace.
Branches tripped them, but they ignored the pain, scrambling to their feet and continuing their desperate flight. Shoes were lost, but they dared not look back, fearing the horrors pursuing them.
The once tranquil forest was now a cacophony of shouts, pounding footsteps, and the rustling of disturbed foliage – a desperate symphony of escape. A trail of chaotic footprints marked their frantic retreat.
Meanwhile, Lu Yu was enjoying the hospitality of the City Lord’s residence in Jasper City. The lavishly decorated reception room was bustling with maids serving delicious food, their fragrance filling the air.
Lin Yuan, seated at the head of the table, expressed his gratitude to Lu Yu with genuine admiration.
“Young Master Lu, your exceptional strength at such a young age is truly remarkable. It’s a blessing for the hunting team of the Ten Thousand Dragon Kingdom to have such a talented individual in its ranks!”
He let out a sigh before rising to pour Lu Yu a cup of their local specialty fruit wine.
“Please, do enjoy. It’s a must-try here.”
A maid held the cup to Lu Yu’s lips, ready to serve him.
Just then, a panicked cry shattered the peaceful atmosphere, spilling some of the wine.
“What is the meaning of this sudden commotion? Can’t you see I’m hosting a guest?” Lin Yuan roared in frustration.
“My apologies, City Lord! We encountered the culprit during our investigation. He was hiding in a desolate forest, amidst ruins. It seems he discovered a powerful artifact—a magic staff—that grants him strange abilities!”
