Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2005 The Correct Way to Forecast Weather

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It can be regarded as the embodiment of the highest melee damage at present, the visceral critical hit from the King of Abandoned Prison, was conveyed to the entire "world" at that moment.

"Reality" is trembling, order is collapsing, and everything around is like a malfunctioning digestive system, because the food is too difficult to digest, and it can no longer declare "truth" as before.

So I can't turn around for you.

Fu Qian allowed the sword from behind to pierce his body again without even looking at it. He repeated the same action and took out his internal organs with another critical strike.

"I understand."

The visuals this time are even more stunning.

Breaking, crumbling, withering...everything within sight began to be destroyed by the evil god's clutches.

Perfection is desecrated, truth is polluted, and everything returns to chaos.

Even the hyphae that covered the sky above were rapidly losing their vitality and turning into tiny fragments that floated down.

It is like the ashes of the world, and also like spilled snow—that’s why I said it would snow.

Without reaching for the third time, Fu Qian finally stood up to appreciate this magnificent scene, and stabbed out with his sword in his backhand.

The third stab also pierced the attacker's body.

Because there is no need to pay a third time.

Finally he turned around, and casually snapped the long sword that had slashed across his body into two pieces, then nodded slightly and greeted Fu Qian.

That’s right, the “Sword God’s” third attack was too weak to pierce his body.

The horrific damage, coupled with the four halos that constantly destroyed the world, caused the power that supported it to quickly and irreversibly disappear.

"What do you call it?"

The only regret is that many of the former extraordinary people lacked the spirit of communication.

It was just that he was destroyed by himself again in the long river of time. The "Fungus Emperor" who finally appeared did not say a word or say hello until the end.

The Sword God stood there in a daze until he decayed along with the heaven and earth.

“It can be considered as practicing the unity of man and nature.”

With a light sigh, facing the gray and white that had faded and the winter of the academy that reappeared before his eyes, Fu Qian finally tried to discover the last shining point of the kendo master.

And the mythical form and all halos were cancelled.

……

Came back, but didn't come back.

Before my eyes was the modern building of Tianqiyuan without any artistic atmosphere, and even the sky was cloudless again.

However, this is still not a real academy, but another temporary file.

It's not that it is untouchable. "Master Jade Soul" has not exaggerated to that extent. Just now, before the mycelium world collapsed and the mythical form was cancelled, what he actually returned to was the real academy.

The reason for the cancellation was very simple. With just a glance, Fu Qian confirmed his previous judgment - behind the bulletproof glass, "Master Yuhun" was really not there.

If you want to touch him, you have to go through a very special journey.

It is so special that even the King of Abandoned Prison would probably have to spend a lot of effort.

As expected, he knows how to fully utilize his own advantages, and once again makes people feel his determination to fight to the death.

After quickly making a new judgment, Fu Qian finally decided not to rush and waste precious mythical form time.

As it turns out, Master Jade Soul finds it effortless to use this technique of expelling.

Almost at the moment of returning to the second level, Fu Qian found himself isolated behind the glass again.

But we should always think positively. My hand has grown back, right?

Fu Qian inserted the missing sword back into the void and looked down at his body. He knew that the opponent could not break through his defense, but he still stabbed that sword not to vent his anger.

That is almost the combination of two superior beings. Even if the state is not very stable, it is still a top-notch blood pack. How can we miss it easily?

The last sword thrust out in the state of the Abandoned King of Prison almost made up for all the previous damage.

Apart from the vaporized hand which was completely healed, there were almost no open wounds on his body.

This is because the effect of Sword Three is missing one itself has limitations, and only the damage caused by it can be converted into healing.

Otherwise, those two critical hits to his internal organs would have been enough to make him bleed from the nose.

The only drawback is that the styling that had just been done at the columbarium was ruined again.

But what does that matter? Don’t forget the guaranteed reward from Hongyue.

No longer keeping a low profile, Fu Qian directly summoned out a full set of embracing armor.

Even out of consideration for public morality, the entire process is carried out in a state of bloodshed, and the body will not appear until it is completely covered.

“I have to say that with this little bit of embellishment, the effect is quite good.”

He continued to go to Tianqiyuan in a flamboyant outfit, and Fu Qian did not forget to brag about himself.

As for the modified effect mentioned, it is also very simple. Under the sunlight, the surface of the dark silver armor has faint crystal marks, like intertwined and winding mycelium.

After all, he is the preferred thug of "Master Yuhun". Even if it is essentially an echo in a temporary file, it is not so easy to completely eliminate it.

There was a reason why the other party did not make a final desperate struggle. It was to save some energy in exchange for leaving a trace.

Given that there were almost no obvious negative effects for the time being and it would take some effort to eliminate them, Fu Qian was not in a hurry to deal with it.

As the temporary leader of Apocalypse, carrying heavy burdens is commonplace for him, so why should he be afraid of having another burden?

Boom boom boom!

While I was sighing, I heard someone knocking on the door in front of me.

I just took a look at it from the perspective of the King of the Abandoned Prison, and Emperor Rob was indeed in seclusion in the laboratory.

……

"Professor Fu...what are you doing?"

Rob was obviously not expecting that it would be the temporary leader who would come to visit. When Fu Qian put away his helmet, he was surprised.

"Please come in. At first I thought it was Dean Cass."

While extending the cordial invitation, one could clearly hear that the impression left by the person in charge was also not very serious.

"See how your previous project is going."

Fu Qian did not hesitate to state his purpose and walked forward to the experimental table he had seen once before.

"Ah... am I contaminated again?"

Rob was startled again when he heard this, and he obviously remembered his experience of teaching on night shift.

"You're fine."

Fu Qian was just comforting him casually.

It was not a white lie. The first moment he saw him, he confirmed that Professor Rob was in good condition and had nothing to do with the fungus. He was even cleaner than himself.

Including the experimental table in front of us, compared to the original configuration, there is obviously an additional restriction. The flying route of the insects bred by divine flesh and blood has been blurred and is no longer polluting.

So the conditions for becoming a superior person, which was imagined by my inner demon “Master Jade Soul”, don’t seem to be very high... just a tiny anchor point is enough?

Looking at the snow-white umbrella caps that had already clustered together under the cover, Fu Qian silently came to a conclusion.

It’s been 2,000 chapters without me noticing, which is a small milestone. Thank you all for your company along the way. It’s a great honor to be with you all.

I wish you all the best in the new year and happiness every day.

(End of this chapter)