Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1645 Curse and Mathematics

Is there such a thing?

Fu Qian certainly knew what the hint meant, just as he knew that the reflection in the mirror was not his own.

A thing that can replicate wounds on its own body by turning into its own face.

Weird, but it’s not like I haven’t seen similar things before, like the agent brother in Fallen Guest’s nightmare.

An existence that directly forces oneself to lose sanity?

It's terrifying, but I've seen much more.

However, knowing the san value, even saying it with a standard name, and even really making it come true, forcing yourself to lose a little, the things behind it are too terrifying to think about carefully.

This trip really wasn't in vain.

"What do you call it?"

Even though he lost two lives, Fu Qian did not rush to do anything. Instead, he continued to stand where he was and chose to communicate verbally.

"Hehehe..."

Unfortunately, the person in the mirror clearly retains some of his ghostly bad habits.

Not only did he not respond to the question before him, but the next moment he raised his right hand and almost reached it towards the mirror.

"You don't need them, do you?"

There were even two balls connected to nerve cords, which rolled slightly with this movement and actually turned over to look at this side.

Although the resolution is not very high, your work is too rough.

Fu Qian lowered his head, the two looked into each other's eyes, and commented silently.

Just like the previous self-cutting, this act of digging out both eyes, although it did not pull out the corresponding eyes, did have some impact.

The moment it was torn off, my optic nerve seemed to be cut off.

Even until this moment, the tenacious self-healing ability only made the visual signal intermittent and snowflakes kept flying on the screen.

Of course, even so, it still couldn't stop Fu Qian from discovering many rough spots.

It was obvious that the angle and force were not well controlled. Not only was there multiple injuries on the eyeball itself, but the nerve cord was also a mess and disorganized.

Of course, Fu Qian was too lazy to correct or guide this obvious lack of basic craftsman qualities.

"You can't speak human language, right?"

With a cold snort, the next moment a pale golden short stick, about the length of his forearm and covered with scars appeared in his right hand, and he even held it horizontally like the other party.

It seemed as if he was about to swing it up and smash the flawless mirror in front of him in the next moment.

But how could Fu Qian do such a vulgar thing like the other party?

He didn't swing it up, but continued to hold it horizontally -

"Avada, eat the big melon--"

Amidst the malicious spell, frost spears whistled out that were ten times colder than the surrounding ice.

……

Ice crystals bloom.

At that moment, only these words can describe the scene before my eyes.

The frost demigod, the clerk in hand, the fortune teller, launched the forbidden attack by the legendary Lord Gorrimshaw, who turned the bell into a staff and assisted by ancient spells, and it hit the figure in the mirror almost instantly.

And as expected, it is not invisible and intangible, but impenetrable.

The seemingly fragile mirror surface actually withstood this terrifying blow without moving at all.

The moment of contact, the ice crystal spear shattered into pieces, emitting death and cold that swept across the surroundings.

  snort!

Fu Qian stood with his hands behind his back, covered in wounds, and launched a single attack with great poise, without moving again, staring at the scene beneath the white frost. Even though he could no longer see his blind self, he still had no intention of leaving.

"You are so--you have no sense of humor..."

And it did not disappoint expectations. After a few breaths, a figure in a gold and white robe seemed to come from infinite distance and took a few steps to the front again.

Still tall and calm, but the difference from before is that the aura of glory and nobility has increased again, reaching an incredible level.

Even for Fu Qian at this moment, it was enough to produce a mental shock.

It's not even just a purely spiritual feeling.

Along with a gentle and ethereal voice that was no longer deliberately imitating his own, he could see clearly behind that tall figure, and there was even a brilliant aura rolling and gathering, forming a pair of wings of light extending for several meters, like a saint favored by the gods.

And this is not the only change. Under the heavy and solemn hood, not only has his own face disappeared, but now there is no face at all, only the same unseen glory.

"He's full of lies and his crimes are overwhelming!"

However, facing that face that was too difficult to look at directly, Fu Qian actually raised the bell stick and pointed it directly at the other person's head, responding to the ridiculous remarks that lacked a sense of humor with practical actions.

"Hehe...you'll soon realize that you're no different, except more vulnerable..."

What responded to him was another sneer and a meaningful comment.

"San value minus——"

Without even giving him more time to think, the next moment the other party uttered a familiar statement again, and at the same time stretched out his arms, grabbing the empty space with his five fingers towards Fu Qian's head.

"One plus one."

But the difference is that this time there is micro-innovation, and it is actually addition.

[San value minus 2]

As it turned out, Fu Qian was also very quick in giving answers.

As soon as the words fell, and the moment the hand closed in the air, the familiar reminder in the ear actually rang out.

By the time the prompt ended, the figure had disappeared again under the dispersing white frost.

……

More fragile... What I said before is indeed true, and this trip was very fruitful.

The math test came to an abrupt end, but Fu Qian did not look disappointed. Instead, he finally put away the bell stick in his hand and thought about the other party's last words.

It seems that the saint in the mirror has only two ways to test whether he is vulnerable - cutting meat and losing sanity.

Given that the former has clearly had little effect, it seems clear what is meant by more vulnerable.

Not to mention that when the latter was activated, it was dubbed twice in a row with clear pronunciation.

It seems hard not to draw the conclusion that the saint knew about the existence of the administrator and even knew it in great detail.

Another senior?

If this is true, this form of existence is even more exaggerated in comparison, and it feels like converting to a higher-level heaven.

At the same time, that glorious aura made it hard not to think of the remnants of one's own laws.

This further proves that the various strange phenomena here are indeed closely related to the tree.

However, no matter what the relationship between the other party and the tree is, his attitude towards me has been made very clear, that is, he is clearly hostile.

And it seems that the existence of san value gives him an extra way to attack, and even makes him hard to resist.

As for why the situation looks so bad, we are still not panicking at all——

One plus one is nothing. I am capable of adding and subtracting more than ten.

We can only hang around in this age group, so what is there to worry about?