Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1508 - 1501: Keep Out

Chapter 1508: Chapter 1501: Keep Out

After parting from Linglan, Luo’er felt relieved as his miracle effectively deterred Linglan’s intentions. Since the fact that Zhuyan Yu remained in West Outer Heaven was undeniable, he could only ensure her safety in this way as much as possible.

In fact, stepping back, even if Luo’er hadn’t displayed a miracle, Zhuyan Yu would probably not have been wronged because both the High-peak people stranded in West Outer Heaven and the Advance Team firmly believed that the air fleet would definitely return from the east. The Demon Clan people certainly understood the stakes involved.

If the Demon Clan were to truly sour the relationship, then the next visit of the High-peak people’s air fleet would not simply be a friendly affair. Although the High-peak people’s technology from Source River is superior to other nations in Otherworld, they are ultimately a feudal military force and, without the pressure from the Earth, it’s hard to guarantee what sort of news might emerge.

With the current strength of the Demon Clan, they are insufficient to confront the powerful air fleet. Even if they do not land and merely exhaust their ammunition and return, such recurrent visits would definitely wear out the Demon Clan.

After all, the air fleet possesses the Airboats, which can disregard the terrain, darting and raiding freely in West Outer Heaven. The frail ground mobility of the Demon Clan cannot be compared with the air fleet.

After successfully deterring Linglan, the Advance Team remained in seclusion. They sought help from many tailors from the Demon Clan and Kyushu, and it took nearly a week to craft the garments they desired.

Although they tried hard to mimic Han-style attire, the outfit prepared for Luo’er still had a strong Western style, making it a blend of Eastern and Western styles.

The outfit was primarily white with gold accents, a long-sleeve robe paired with an exaggerated headpiece. When Luo’er wore it, he always felt diminished, his face appeared smaller, completely enveloped by the outfit.

The reason for designing such a voluminous garment was actually to hide the weapons lined inside. Although a saint, Luo’er couldn’t possibly be without any weaponry, as after all, he was still mortal and not as powerful as Feng.

Luo’er donned the elaborate garments and calmly knelt on the ground, slightly squinting his eyes.

He himself hadn’t quite captured the feeling yet, but everyone else was already amazed. The outfit and Luo’er matched incredibly well. Luo’er’s skin was naturally fair, and it never got dark no matter how much he was exposed to the sun. With the headpiece covering his hair, his overall color tone turned completely light, giving him a dreamy appearance.

His slightly opened large eyes allowed a glimpse into those pure dark green pupils, an uncommon eye color which probably was the only dark spot on his body, drawing one’s gaze irresistibly there.

And once one focused on Luo’er’s eyes, his overall charm was immediately displayed. Being a Wood Elf hybrid, what was most acclaimed were his dark green pupils, which had attracted countless gazes back at Haiya Academy.

Once someone glanced into those pupils, their vision would easily be captivated, sinking into the deep gravity of Luo’er’s eyes, unable to extricate themselves. This allure was not just for ordinary people; even members of the Advance Team who had been together for a long time couldn’t help but be drawn in.

At that moment, just as Fulajie’er showcased her divine powers appropriately, the holy light immediately enveloped everyone in an utterly dreamy spectacle, firmly capturing their gaze on Luo’er.

Just when everyone was spellbound, Luo’er suddenly looked up, opening his enchanting large eyes, and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"Ah, Luo’er, I want to have your babies!" Tangmo couldn’t help herself, rushing over and hugging him tightly with an exaggerated voice.

"I’m not a monkey..." Luo’er said, pushing away her face disdainfully.

"Yes, I am! I am!" Tangmo had already lost coherence.

"Hmm, it indeed feels sacred; this should be fine now," Cheng Ziang nodded, expressing satisfaction.

"Wow, even I’m starting to like the boss a bit," Hu Daoke touched his chest, sincerely sentimenting.

The attire of the others was broadly similar, all suited for combat tight outfits, but similarly maintaining a sense of mystery, everyone draped a knee-length white cape, covering the weapons on their bodies.

With such attire, complemented by the Four Beasts Mask on their faces, it appeared bizarrely disharmonious no matter how one looked at it.

And this peculiar discordance was exactly the effect they needed. As the quad-directional guardians, they required a sense of distance that kept others away.

According to their roles, among the quad-directional guardians, Cheng Ziang was the guardian of the Azure Dragon, positioned on the left; Feng was the guardian of the White Tiger, positioned on the right; Baiyue was the guardian of the Vermilion Bird, positioned in the front; Hu Daoke was the guardian of the Black Tortoise, positioned in the back. Thus, they formed the stance of the quad-directional guardians, encircling and protecting the central saint, Luo’er.

Tangmo also changed into her exclusive attire, which was a common Mage costume in the Western Continent, lacking overt elements of traditional Han attire, yet the overall color scheme still predominantly featured white and gold.

Such colors in the attire slightly resembled those of the Magic Conductors of the Western Continent. If Tangmo were a member of the Western Continent Mages, such attire would undoubtedly be presumptuous, as the typical Mage attire primarily involved darker colors; lighter colors, especially white, symbolized the core members of the Church of Light.

Her hat was also a very common witch hat, featuring a pointed, curved top and a wide brim. Decorated with feathers, the hat appeared comparatively lively and not so dull.

According to the arrangement, as a grand Mage, Tangmo’s task was to constantly accompany the saint, being close at hand. If the quad-directional guardians were the saint’s guards, then the grand Mage should belong to the inner circle, not only always close at hand but also responsible for taking care of the saint’s daily needs and meals.

As a Mage, Tangmo possessed a highly exaggerated and decorative long Magic Wand, which, in actuality, did not function as a medium, serving purely as a cane.

However, they made some minor modifications to the Magic Wand, allowing this seemingly exaggerated wand to conceal a handgun. One might think holding a Magic Wand surely identified a Mage, but no, it could very well be a gunman.

While there was nothing problematic with the attire itself, it still looked somewhat odd on Tangmo, mainly because she was quite short.

Tangmo, being of mixed Dwarven heritage, was already fortunate to have grown to her current height. Despite repeatedly exhibiting the demeanor of an elder sister, she still looked like a petite "lolita" who couldn’t reach things without jumping.

Thus, most of the time, even if she sternly spoke with hands on hips, people didn’t take it too seriously, treating it merely as the ranting of a pubescent girl.

However, underestimating her due to this would be a significant mistake. One should know that every member of the Advance Team was no hinderance, all being seasoned veterans.

Tangmo slightly adjusted her exaggerated Magic Wand, affixing her small wand to her larger wand, allowing her to use the smaller wand as a medium to cast magic, as though she were using the larger wand.

"Though full of clichés, I think it’s quite good; it helps create a sense of peculiarity that ensures a distance from others," Cheng Ziang said, satisfied after reviewing himself.

"Wearing a cloak makes it hard to grab a gun," Hu Daoke said troubledly.

"Then let’s just completely dismantle the Source river guns into handguns, assuming we won’t encounter any serious battles anyway," suggested Cheng Ziang.

"That won’t do, someone needs to stay ready," Luo’er waved his hand objecting, "If we all slack off and do end up fighting, surely not everyone should be assembling weapons, right?"

"Ah, it’s alright, it’s actually fine once you get used to it," Hu Daoke, cloaked and holding a gun, twisted a few times and said.

"Luo’er, from today on, I am your close servant," Tangmo excitedly hugged Luo’er.

"Let me be clear," Luo’er pushed her away, frowning and helplessly said, "starting from today, there is a clear hierarchy between us; I am the saint, sacred and inviolable, you can’t act like today anymore."

"Even in private?" Tangmo pouted, asking sadly.

"In private, aren’t we teammates? How else do you want to behave?" Luo’er scratched his head.

"You have to play the role completely; even privately you can’t mess around. Really, always trying to take advantage of Luo’er," Cheng Ziang said helplessly.