Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 692: 412, The Knight’s Limit_3

B-Class Force Field Awakeners are just so unreasonable.

Qing Chen said, “I’ll pilot the Radiant Trumpet to complete the life and death trial. You stay on the Arctic and help them stabilize the ship. Wait for me to come back.”

Yanyan asked with a smile, “What if you can’t come back? Let me ask you one last question. Everyone says that a Knight’s life is about pursuing limits, so where do you think a Knight’s limits lie?”

Qing Chen turned around and answered with a smile, “In the heart of a Knight.”

With that, Yanyan smiled and flew away from the Radiant Trumpet, “Now I believe you can survive. You don’t need to swim back though; I’ll come to pick you up.”

“Alright,” Qing Chen entered the cockpit, and the Radiant Trumpet slowly started to move.

The dazzling luxury yacht, facing the tide of darkness, looked like a giant holding a banner of brilliant light, launching a mortal’s charge towards the end of the world and the Dark Kingdom, all alone.

Defiant.

Regretless.

Zhang Jian stared blankly, gripping the cabin door, watching the Radiant Trumpet.

Once, Qing Chen had told him that for a crab boat captain, the perfect spirit of adventure was to lead his crew through the dangerous Barents Sea, returning alive with a full load of King Crabs.

At that time, he had felt slightly contemptuous, thinking that those who hadn’t spent years in the Barents Sea weren’t qualified to talk about the spirit of adventure and freedom.

But now, he understood that this indeed was a true adventurer, the bravest person between the ocean and the heavens.

The bravest people in this world are not those who are ignorant and fearless, but those who know how dangerous it is and yet still choose to fight.

Zhang Jian watched as the Radiant Trumpet accelerated, its speed surpassing its sustainable 22 knots!

He watched the Radiant Trumpet rise against the black tidal waves, as if climbing a black mountain ridge!

Suddenly, he felt that the name Radiant Trumpet was too fitting; Qing Chen’s life must be like that of the Radiant Trumpet.

Zhang Jian started rummaging around the cabin, muttering, “Where’s my telescope?! My telescope! Found it!”

As he raised the telescope, he just caught the Radiant Trumpet at the peak of the tide, the young man leaping down with his surfboard.

Zhang Jian yearned deeply, realizing this was what true life was all about.

For a moment, he felt a burning flame igniting in his heart.

The next moment, Yanyan flew out again, holding Capri, because she sensed that as Qing Chen leapt from the summit of the black tide, the Sea Beasts from below had simultaneously ceased their feeding and were all rushing towards Qing Chen’s direction.

She didn’t know what had happened. Perhaps these creatures, awakened by Yesenia’s blood to the New World, knew what to devour for their evolution.

Maybe it was the Knight’s Body that had an inexplicable attraction to them.

Or perhaps Qing Chen’s commencement of the Knight’s final life and death trial in the Outer World had triggered certain rules.

But none of that was important; what mattered was that Yanyan could not let them affect Qing Chen.

The Sea Beasts were quick, but Yanyan flew even faster.

Capri’s collar was held in Yanyan’s hand, his limbs completely unable to move, resembling a perfectly straight human stick in mid-air.

The Black man prayed continuously, hoping the girl wouldn’t let go of him as he saw the enormous shadows in the sea…

However, in the next moment, Yanyan tossed Capri high into the sky, and he felt as if he had left Earth’s gravity, soaring higher and higher.

Looking down, he saw the girl standing above the Sea Beasts, towering like a God of this world.

The girl’s eyes emitted a purple-blue radiance, and she clenched her fist in the void, “Get down!”

A shocking scene unfolded before him. As he was still flying up, Capri saw sudden depressions forming on the raging sea surface.

The depressions in the sea looked like the Earth’s crust had collapsed after being bombed by intercontinental missiles!

Amid thunderous might, the dozens of Sea Beasts rushing towards the black tide were all instantly fixed within the sea by an unmatched pressure, like insects trapped in amber.

Yao Yao maintained the same posture, waiting for Qing Chen to truly complete the challenge.

The terrifying black tidal wave had already crashed down, like an inverted mountain ridge, instantly engulfing Qing Chen’s form.

But Yao Yao knew Qing Chen hadn’t encountered trouble yet.