Chapter 1251 Calculation (1/2)
Han Sen shouted, ”Don't go yet! I am going to take down Blood River Shelter and save you all!”
Xue Yucheng heard him say this and said, ”You have no idea how powerful a king-class shelter is. Simply sending a message will do.”
After that, he continued driving the boat away.
Han Sen did not blame him for thinking this way. He might not have even heard of Han Sen, and it was highly unlikely he had learned that Han Sen had taken down an emperor shelter.
Han Sen remained in that place and waited for nightfall. Then, he donned the Night Cloak to sneak into the shelter.
Han Sen had an advantage for now, but if he called for his companions to come, he'd lose it. Furthermore, he'd be risking the loss of Thunder Hell Shelter.
And if Saint Fan had been biding his time, waiting for the moment Han Sen left the shelter unguarded, he could take over and ruin the teleporter inside. If that occurred, the shelter would indeed be rendered useless.
Han Sen planned to observe the goings-on of Blood River Shelter for a bit and come up with a viable plan of attack.
If he could one-hit-kill Blood River King, that would be wonderful.
Han Sen snuck to the island as unnoticeably as he could. The river was a few hundred miles wide, and the island itself was rather large. The castle there was not all that different from Devil's Nest.
Near the river, Han Sen saw a giant tentacle making waves.
Han Sen was not sure what it was, but it had to be around fifty meters long. The tentacle came out from the water and kept patting and splashing the surface of the river.
Inside the shelter, there were many strange fish with legs. Their mouths were filled with crocodile-like teeth, too. Luckily, Han Sen had the Night Cloak to shield him from their vision. Then, not long after, Han Sen felt the presence of a familiar lifeforce nearby.
”Yaksha.” Han Sen saw two people walking through the castle's garden; one of them was Yaksha.
It had been a while since Han Sen last saw him, and he clearly hadn't been idle in the time since. He was now much stronger, and he'd be a far more formidable foe this time.
Yaksha was one of the eight generals and had been, once upon a time, at the same level of strength as Xiang Yin and Sky King. It was only a matter of time before he recovered, and if he recovered any further, defeating him would be far more difficult.
Besides Yaksha, there was a king spirit. He was clad in red armor. He had a red cloak, and two swords crossed behind his back.
”That must be Blood River King,” Han Sen thought to himself.