Chapter 165: Chapter 165

Federal Calendar 7708, October 20th, deep night.

Loren, located in the night sky above Radiant Flow Main City, opened his closed eyes.

The Anchor Point had disappeared.

All the "Misfortune" had also returned to a state Loren could manipulate.

Silently, Loren pulled out that Federation Coin from his chest and tossed it into the air.

"Is Longlair dead? If he's dead, let the coin land heads!"

The coin fell, heads!

Loren nodded in satisfaction and put his coin away.

"That's it... truly disappointing..." Loren commented softly.

"But this time, you haven't experienced any danger..."

Upon hearing Raven's reminder, Loren's expression changed.

Should he waste this advancement opportunity...

His mind involuntarily recalled those advancements of his that hadn't involved any danger, and the new abilities obtained after those uneventful advancements.

Loren's brow furrowed!!

Those abilities were clearly not as powerful as the first ability, the sixth ability, or the seventh ability...

Even the third ability that gave a resurrection chance—with his constant Fortune blessings—he still hadn't had an opportunity to test the resurrection effect...

Thinking this, Loren shook his head and quickly scanned the Radiant Flow Main City below, trying to find an existence that could make him feel threatened.

He absolutely could not waste his advancement opportunity! He was almost at the eighth tier! Chances to obtain overpowered abilities were already scarce!! He must cherish every single advancement!!

"Master, 1 minute and 30 seconds left." Raven reminded Loren at the opportune moment.

Loren sighed, quickly descended to the ground of the main city, bent down, and picked up a broken branch!

"Which direction holds danger, enough for me to complete a perfect advancement?!"

After silently reciting this question in his heart at lightning speed, Loren threw the branch.

The branch fell, its thinner end pointing in the direction Longlair had been fleeing towards not long ago.

"Master, 1 minute left!!" Raven's reminder sounded again.

Due to the tight time, Loren didn't have time to think deeply. With a flap of his wings, he ascended back into the night sky and sped towards the direction the branch pointed!!

Retab Collin, who had been lazily slacking off at the rear during this pursuit operation, also arrived at the ground where Loren had just been. Looking at the branch Loren had thrown on the ground, he fell into deep thought...

"Huh? Longlair's aura has completely vanished, and he's still pursuing?"

"This Loren guy is too serious, I don't want to work overtime..."

Retab Collin sighed, stepped over the dry broken branch on the ground, and once again lazily followed Loren in the night sky.

Not long after, following behind Retab Collin, that large group of high-rank Superhumans belonging to the Interstellar Hunter Association also caught up.

This large group of spectators, likewise, stepped over the dry broken branch on the ground one after another, continuing their grand tailing enterprise.

Loren was flying along the direction indicated by the branch when Raven's reminder sounded in his ears again.

"Master, 30 seconds left!"

Hearing this, Loren's brow unconsciously furrowed. Not there yet? Is the danger that far from me?!

Loren grew somewhat anxious, the flapping speed of the black wings behind him increasing another notch!

"Master, 15 seconds left!!"

Loren looked at the peaceful scene ahead, raised his hand to rub his furrowed brow, and said with some regret:

"The danger is still far away. It seems this advancement opportunity will be wasted..."

The moment his words fell, Loren's figure plunged into the trap left by the Legendary-tier powerhouse, Longlair.

An explosion swiftly engulfed Loren's figure!

Violently churning orange-yellow energy light illuminated the entire sky above Radiant Flow Main City!!!

Retab Collin, who had been leisurely making his way at the rear while constantly sensing Loren's presence, witnessed this scene, and the relaxed expression on his face froze. "Not good!"

Retab Collin's left foot stamped heavily!! His leisurely figure's speed instantly increased dozens of times as he charged towards the direction of the explosion.

"The Association finally produced a young man with Level 9 Clearance..."

Retab Collin, going all out, resembled a rhinoceros launching a furious charge.

Everything blocking his path ahead, whether vehicles, guardrails, or even the walls of obstructing buildings, were brutally smashed apart by this somewhat obese figure!

Only a straight line of billowing dust remained on the ground...

Another explosion occurred! Retab Collin also stepped into a trap left by Longlair.

A mushroom cloud of orange-yellow color rose into the sky.

The shockwave pushed away all lighter objects in the vicinity.

And everything left near the explosion was mercilessly devoured by it.

A somewhat disheveled figure shot out of the explosion's range. The injuries on his body caused by the explosion were also rapidly healing.

In the blink of an eye, this obese figure was restored to its original state.

The explosion's effect on him was minimal.

Retab Collin arrived below where Loren's figure had been swallowed by the explosion.

He looked up. The light from the explosion in the night sky was almost gone, but Loren's figure was still not visible.

Seeing this, Retab Collin lightly stamped his right foot, directly flew into the sky, and boldly charged into the not-yet-dispersed light.

Inside the explosion.

After entering, what Retab Collin saw was a large cocoon wrapped in black feathers, still emitting the radiant glow of advancement.

"Still alive?" Retab Collin tentatively asked.

"Quiet, Chief Collin." Loren's voice, somewhat hoarse, came from the black large cocoon composed of feathers.

The radiant glow symbolizing advancement on the large cocoon formed by black feathers vanished.

The moment the advancement glow disappeared, a pair of broad black wings gently opened, revealing Loren's cool and indifferent face.

Loren shot Retab Collin a disdainful glance. "Let's go, it's resolved."

After speaking, Loren began flying leisurely towards the direction of the Interstellar Hunter Association.

Retab Collin studied Loren's back, somewhat puzzled as he touched his nearly bald head. "Are those wings' defenses that strong?"

Unfortunately, only his own muttering remained in the night sky, with no one to answer him.

Subsequently, Retab Collin shook his head, took a step forward, and followed Loren's figure through the air.

Loren turned his head to glance at Retab Collin. Seeing the other moving through the night sky as if walking on flat ground, the expression on his face grew even more disdainful.

At this moment, Retab Collin had his feet together, his upper body slightly leaning forward, his entire person suspended in the air, leisurely keeping pace beside Loren.

"Ahem, it's been too long since I flew, I almost forgot. Moving on the ground is still faster..."

He knew Loren was referring to him lazily following behind during the pursuit.

Retab Collin somewhat awkwardly rubbed his head.

As a high-ranking member of the Association, isn't slacking off at work perfectly normal?

"Hmm..." Loren gave a light hum as a response.