Chapter 384: The Heavenly Feather Association
After dealing with the golem, Di moved ahead.
Yuliya stood far back, not following.
The space was big enough that she could see everything clearly.
Di looked around, noticed something, and continued loudly, “I just triggered the treasure guardian, and this time it’ll be treasure!”
“Uh…” Yuliya opened her mouth and then closed it again.
I don’t know, why don’t you try stepping on it yourself?
So, Di stepped down.
Once again, the magic circle unfolded.
When he saw some familiar white light, Di was completely caught off guard.
Another mistake!
And this time, there were four of them!
After the white light faded, four golems stood firm.
They activated simultaneously, surrounding Di and charging at him.
The golems were coordinating better than his previous five-man squad—way better!
Di’s strength was only marginally stronger than a golem, and now he faced four at once.
What’s worse, these four had activated their second mode right off the bat, leaving Di feeling like he was juggling chainsaws.
Golden Kingdom treasures weren’t so easy to grab.
Di began to stall and think of a plan.
But before he could come up with anything, he heard a girl’s voice shout from behind.
“Um, Di… Uncle, don’t d*e! What will we do if you get killed? How about we forget this treasure? If we can’t handle it, we can come back when we’re stronger.”
“…”
Di had a notoriously short temper.
After getting schooled twice in a row, he was already irritated at being looked down upon by a blonde girl, and now being beaten up was the last straw. His frustration boiled over.
A thick black mist erupted from him, enveloping the four golems.
With a mighty shout, one golem flew out, covered in scratches and holes, wobbling a bit before vanishing.
Then came the second, the third, the fourth.
As the black mist dissipated, all the golems were disposed of, leaving just Di standing alone.
He shot Yuliya a d*ath glare. “Who said my strength wasn’t enough?!”
You, obviously. No one was wrong here.
That power wasn’t even yours; you borrowed it, and it should be running low by now.
Yuliya thought to herself.
It was clear he was influenced a bit by Eber, with the whole show-off thing—definitely spot on.
After all, taking over someone else’s body or hanging around in their mind meant some parts of the original personality would shine through.
“Oh, it’s fine now, so… should we continue?” Yuliya pointed ahead.
Di’s face froze.
He saw there were still several traps to trigger, not to mention many more hidden ones he couldn’t see. He might accidentally set one off.
You could tell these were relics from an ancient major country—definitely not to be underestimated.
The first two were already a headache, and the next ones… looked even trickier.
Unless he could dodge the other traps and find the right treasure spot directly.
But that seemed nearly impossible for him.
Better retreat and regroup. If all else fails, he could ask Rael for help.
Di had already mentally prepared to bail, when he glanced at Yuliya, a fierce glint in his eyes.
But his body suddenly felt odd again—Eber’s interference.
He had to reel those thoughts back.
Forget it. No one’s coming here anyway. These guys wouldn’t last two days.
Want to go outside? Without him to guide, they’d run into emerald-level monsters at every turn; one of them could easily gobble them up.
So, Di raised his right hand, gathering black mist to form a black token. On one side, it had a pair of white wings, and the back had two big white characters—Heavenly Feather.
The moment the item appeared, Yuliya squinted her eyes.
She didn’t know what it was, but since it was formed from black mist, it had to be related to gods or demons.
Di clasped the token and whispered something.
Yuliya read his lips and deciphered a few syllables. Must be Alpheus.
Her eyes widened.
This should be the name of some deity or demon.
As Di finished his incantation, his body began to glow, fracturing into feather-like particles.
He gave Yuliya one last look and said nonchalantly, “You guys can just despair here while life withers away.”
In the end, with a swirl of feathers and a burst of white light, he vanished.
But the next moment, Yuliya snapped her fingers.
A white light suddenly appeared where he had been, then disappeared.
Feathers gathered, eventually reforming Di—or rather, Eber’s—body.
Di opened his eyes, blinking around, looking a bit confused.
What’s going on? Didn’t I just leave?
“You left, and I called you back,” Yuliya said while stretching, “it’s that simple.”
“What?”
“Anyone who dares to teleport in front of me doesn’t end well.”
Don’t be fooled by the bizarre antics he just pulled; it was merely an act of borrowing external power—after all, it was still a teleport.
As long as it was teleporting, it was easy to intercept.
“You…”
Yuliya lifted her right hand, flipping a token in the air, twirling it on her fingertip.
Intercepting a teleport and snagging some goodies.
“By the way, what is this?”
“You!” Di exploded with fury, unleashing all his strength and charging at her.
But the moment he moved, he sensed something was off.
This girl had the ability to interrupt his teleport, so her power was certainly no joke.
And indeed, Yuliya easily caught his attack with an open palm.
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Not only that, but Di also discovered he was immobilized, completely unable to move.
But he could still speak, “Who the heck are you?”
“Guess.”
Suddenly, he realized something: “Are you the one who opened the door?!”
“I suppose. Thanks for leading me here.”
That was something he had once said, now thrown back at him word-for-word.
“b*stard!” he screamed in frustration, “Do you have any idea who I am? How dare you mess with me!”
“Who are you?”
“I am the Eleventh Saint of the Heavenly Feather Association. If you offend me, you offend the entire association. We won’t let you off lightly, and the Master will punish you severely!”
“Oh? Sounds impressive,” Yuliya teased, looking at him, “You’ve got respect now? Where was that before? You’ve killed so many, and you’re not afraid of consequences?”
“Those people died for a great cause; it was an honorable sacrifice!”
Alright, now he’s getting all philosophical.
Many people are like that, cavalier with others’ lives, but when their own life is at stake, they suddenly preach about grand ideals and good versus evil.
Yuliya interrupted him directly: “So what exactly is this Heavenly Feather Association? I’ve never heard of it.”
“The Heavenly Feather Association is the most mysterious and ancient organization, with influence all over the world. You’d better release me, or it’s a d*ath wish!”
Sure, still trying to threaten me, huh?
Yuliya thought for a moment, then punched him in the gut. As he opened his mouth to gasp, her right hand spun, stuffing something right into his mouth and pushing to force it down his throat.
And it was something good! He hadn’t eaten well throughout this whole ordeal, munching on bland buns while eyeing her stuff enviously.
Now he had to compensate.
Of course, it was the good stuff she got from Rowlin, the upgraded version.
Gotta try the added flavor herself!
