Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2242 The King of Crusade (Twenty-Seven)
Since officially becoming the King of Abandoned Prisons, such a workplace injury is rare, especially since it occurred at 5 o'clock.

For Fu Qian, it's difficult to consider this as the special purification effect of the Third Pathfinder at that time.

This wasn't the first time he'd been stabbed by the white-faced man; it seemed like this hadn't happened before, especially since he was only at the second tier back then.

In Fu Qian's view, the most likely possibility is that his own guess, "His Majesty's plundering power," has finally come into play.

As for why so many knives didn't work before—it's simple, this time it's my turn to wield the knife.

If the effect is the same whether I cut down someone myself or a white-faced person, why should I bother?

It can only be said that this contestant, who is determined to rise in status through his son, has quite a few unique skills.

Once you step into this place, the degree to which you are illuminated by the King's radiance varies, and this concept reaches its extreme when you meet the true form in the sanctuary.

So much so that it eventually awakened the "white-faced man" side of himself, causing this hard-to-kill character to take action against himself... and with an outstanding record.

Not only did the sanity value decrease, but combined with the ever-raging flames of sin, frankly speaking, this strike almost wiped out the remaining health bar of this body.

Of course, this is still not a big deal. The main reason for not revealing the true form of the King of Abandoned Prison is that this place is too difficult to withstand.

The current method of adjusting one's rank, while imitating Master Yuhun, may not be as flexible as the latter, who could easily pull out another "self".

However, in this simple and brutal situation, the last shred of strength is undoubtedly sufficient.

The second-tier body's health bar was empty, and it was still far from being able to complete the kill. In comparison, the loss of 5 sanity points was more shocking.

Fortunately, the gains were also significant.

……

Not only did the Goddess of Sin help restart the topic of original sin, but Your Majesty even showed a little of yourself, providing a new case that allowed you to examine the relationship between sanity and other factors.

To be honest, so far, apart from Patch, that jerk, I haven't encountered any other superiors who are clearly interested in sanity.

The third-party defector had long since stopped caring about this attribute, even devaluing it as a lifeline tied around his neck.

So, logically speaking, this thing has always been more useful to outsiders... paying for rewriting history, dealing with mental distortions, and even resources for certain amazing abilities, etc.

It could almost be considered a proprietary concept.

However, the case before us now forces us to consider the possibility that sanity is a target for the Lone King's raids.

Even if sanity is truly his goal, it's no longer particularly relevant whether he was originally from out of town.

Even if I am indeed a former senior who ended up in this place for some reason, or even if it was due to a work injury, there must be a reason for this greedy desire.

Psychological stress trauma caused by excessively high-intensity work?

Why are they still working so hard to earn work points when they don't even need to spend money anymore?
This explanation is too humanistic and doesn't fit the overall style of this world.

Not to mention the abnormalities in different parts of the King's body, which I just deduced might be due to the excessive abundance of looted supplies, resulting in over-nourishment.

That is, the SAN value looted is not just an increasing number, but is actually beneficial to those in power.

However, if it's just that I'm overthinking things, and Your Excellency is not a senior but a true local expert with the Heavenly Pattern, then the nature of the situation is actually more distinct.

So much so that it almost overturns the previous judgment and leads to a new conclusion—

Sanity has its advantages, and the gods' lack of interest may be due to a lack of awareness of this, much like the discrimination faced when the Oath was first implemented.

Like the Dragon King, I, the Lone King, am a pioneer. So the question is, what exactly are the benefits?
Nourishing divinity? Curing madness? What secrets has the seemingly senior King discovered in this carnage?
There's even an interesting question: if it's true that you can gain sanity points by killing natives like those from Argons' region.

As a remnant soul fallen into the sea of ​​the mind, what is the underlying principle?

[Decrease 5 from sanity value]

……

Unfortunately, the king remained silent, only radiating brilliance.

Fu Qian could feel the blood-stained blade piercing his body as if it had come alive, continuously drawing life force from him.

But it's clear that this effect is not satisfactory for me.

The next moment, another version of himself inside Fu Qian's body began to make new movements.

The longsword, forged in blood, was pierced even deeper the next moment and shattered on its own, bursting out as at least three-digit spikes.

Undoubtedly, I was the first to be affected, so much so that I received another notification immediately before payment—but it wasn't enough.

Such a pursuit, though brutal, is still insufficient to break through the enemy's defenses.

Even though his body was riddled with holes, the last vestiges of blood before his death remained unfathomable, showing no sign of collapsing.

Not only that, the dazzling golden flames were also upgraded once again with this action.

It surged forth from every wound in the body, and in the blink of an eye, it had already ravaged the dome of the sanctuary, touching the clusters of flowers.

And in this greenhouse built by the King of Abandoned Prison, the delicate "flowers" even bloomed a second time.

Tearing, stretching, and even drifting along the trail of flames... that moment, as brilliant as summer flowers, seemed to have found its most direct interpretation.

Whether it's flesh and blood or a real flower is no longer important; the charm of life has been manifested to its fullest extent.

After the revelry, it exploded into ribbons of blood rain, which slowly fell.

It was a truly grand wedding.

Fu Qian, who had catalyzed this spectacular scene, exclaimed in admiration, as if he could hear the vows of unwavering loyalty between the two newlyweds.

Of course, it's not just the flowers that fade away; the stones also come to an end.

The madness fire was unleashed at its highest power since the mission began. Under such devastation, even the sanctuary of the Goddess of Sin could not withstand it and began to shake and collapse.

……

Without a doubt, Ariel is a terrorist. At this point, the purpose behind Ariel's bizarre behavior is all too clear—to destroy this home.

At the same time, such power could not possibly belong to a mere second-tier player.

"Ariel" was merely an anchor point for the release of flames, and although it was thus protected, the broken body swayed precariously but did not fall—wow!

At this moment of utter outrage, when the flames were raging, the first expression of discontent was a piercing wail from a baby.

As if repeatedly warned not to cause trouble at the wedding, the children finally lost control of their emotions due to the overly exciting scene.

That makes perfect sense; the only problem might be that the wailing comes from the groom's belly.