Chapter 605: Prove your worth

After Mavuika ordered everyone in the Sacred Flame Arena to be evacuated, Capitano immediately got straight to the point:

“Mavuika, may I ask—how many of the six tribal heroes have been found so far?”

“Four have already been located. Only the heroes belonging to the Masters of the Night-Wind and the Flower-Feather Clan have yet to appear…”

Although Mavuika did not understand how Capitano knew about her plan, she still answered truthfully.

At that moment, Su Yuan couldn’t help but silently marvel in his heart.

The Fatui’s intelligence network really was terrifying.

They were even able to uncover a plan the Pyro Archon Mavuika had been preparing for five hundred years?

“Mavuika, I believe you can also feel it. The frequency of Abyss attacks on Natlan has grown far greater than before…”

Capitano’s voice was calm and steady.

There was no arrogance in his tone, yet everyone present felt a suffocating pressure rising from him:

“The Abyss becoming more active only proves that the day of destruction is drawing closer.”

“And now, in this moment where Natlan stands on the brink of life and death—you tell me two heroes are still missing?”

“If the day of destruction arrives and those two heroes remain unfound… wouldn’t Natlan be destroyed in your hands?”

Suddenly—everyone felt Capitano’s presence change.

A crushing, overwhelming force burst outward from him.

“Mavuika. What meaning does the Gnosis hold in your hands?”

“If your method cannot save Natlan, then I shall forge a new Law for Natlan myself!”

The next moment, Capitano seized the cloak draped over his shoulders, flung it upward— and ice surged in his grasp, condensing into a clear, crystalline longsword shimmering with a muted gray light.

“It seems you have no intention of hearing my explanation…”

Mavuika sighed softly.

In the same moment, violent Pyro surged from her body.

Behind her, a blazing halo like a radiant sun flared into being.

Her hair flared into vivid gold and scarlet, drifting as though it were truly burning.

No one present had expected this.

The Captain Capitano actually intended to seize the Pyro Archon’s Gnosis by force?

So this was the confidence of the Fatui’s First Seat—the strongest human.

Although Su Yuan very much wanted to witness this clash of titans—the War God, Pyro Archon Mavuika, versus Capitano, the First of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers — he also understood:

Capitano was not evil.

He too wanted to save Natlan.

Their methods and beliefs simply clashed.

So the most important thing now—was to stop the battle before it began.

Su Yuan took a deep breath, stepped forward, and placed himself between them, shouting:

“Wait! There’s no need to confront each other like this!”

“Whatever the issue is, can’t you sit down and talk?”

“Who are you? I have no recollection of you.”

Even behind the mask, Capitano’s voice carried a hint of confusion.

“I’m Su Yuan! Su, like tiramisu; Yuan, like broken ruins!”

Su Yuan raised his voice, “Capitano, I’ve heard enough about you to know—you are not a person of pure malice! So why must we fight? Why can’t we talk?”

At this moment, Su Yuan felt like his entire existence had become one thing:

Endless talking.

Perhaps he really was a “Colossal Titan of Negotiation.”

“So, you are Su Yuan…”

Capitano nodded slightly, his tone thoughtful.

“Your reputation within the Fatui recently has risen quite considerably. It rivals that of the Traveler standing beside you.”

“Uh…”

Hearing this, Su Yuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Had he accidentally stolen the Traveler’s protagonist spotlight?

“Capitano, since you know who I am, that makes this easier, right? For my sake, could you and Mavuika sit down and talk things through? There’s no need to start fighting right away.”

“If you can prove to me that you possess something worthy of making me do so, then naturally, I will give you that courtesy and speak with Mavuika again.”

Capitano’s voice was calm, almost indifferent.

“Alright! Then, Capitano, how do you want me to prove it?”

Su Yuan finally let out a small breath of relief. If he could prevent this battle, then that would be the absolute best outcome.

However, in the very next moment, Su Yuan felt a sudden, chilling sense of dread.

A crushing pressure locked tightly onto him.

Su Yuan immediately had a terrible premonition.

This proof… was not going to be something simple.

Was Capitano expecting him to fight?

Even though Su Yuan now possessed decent combat power thanks to the Foul Legacy Armament and the Abyssal force flowing through him, he knew very well he could not match beings like Capitano or Mavuika.

But Capitano gave Su Yuan no time to speak or reconsider.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward at astonishing speed.

Sensing lethal danger, Su Yuan realized Capitano was not joking.

He immediately attempted to summon the Foul Legacy Armament to defend himself.

But the moment terror struck him, his reaction faltered for just an instant.

The armor had not yet fully materialized on his body— and Capitano’s attack was already upon him.

Su Yuan almost wanted to scream:

Was his first death in Natlan really going to be at the hands of Capitano?!

At the critical moment, Mavuika descended like divine flame itself, stepping in front of Su Yuan and blocking Capitano’s strike.

“Su Yuan, I told you before. For people like Capitano and me, appealing to reason is far less efficient than simply settling things with a good fight.”

Capitano’s gaze swept across the Foul Legacy Armament forming over Su Yuan’s body.

Sensing the Abyssal power within him, his voice grew cold.

“Su Yuan… you have disappointed me greatly.”

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