Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2348 List (End)

"He meant that you were very annoyed because you were neither willing to be quiet nor willing to die."

The scene in the black mirror was quite intriguing, and just as Fu Qian was admiring it, a voice explaining it appeared beside him.

This time, I didn't even need to turn my head to look; I could recognize the newcomer just by looking in the mirror.

With sleepy eyes, messy hair, and a cigarette dangling from his lips, he was none other than Bernard, Loretta's good friend.

There is no doubt that he originated from one of those many blood shadows, but the black mirror seemed to have acted as a catalyst, making his appearance easier, almost as if he walked out directly.

His posture was also much more unrestrained; he plopped down right next to Loretta's feet.

"I sensed that, so how do you think he plans to resolve his troubles?"

Although Bernard's words were unpleasant, Fu Qian nodded in agreement.

"Let you live in an even deeper hell."

As expected of an intellectual, Bernard took a deep sip and instantly provided the answer.

"It seems that the true concept of the righteous is the self that exists only in cognition after the death of the body."

"And the so-called redemption is actually not that complicated. It's just about accepting this fact and actively moving towards death. There's no need to let someone bite your thigh... cough cough."

Unfortunately, his good looks didn't last long, as he soon started coughing repeatedly due to respiratory problems.

"So what happened earlier was indeed misleading. The person who started interacting with you from the moment you closed your eyes was already the 'righteous one'."

"Kalton seemed to sense that something was wrong. He had been fighting against the 'self' that was about to be born. He wanted to die in his sleep, which was to refuse the final salvation. This had always been a struggle between the two of him."

But it doesn't matter, someone will soon continue his story.

Dressed seriously and with a focused expression, Professor Kalaudora, who had dedicated herself to scientific research, stepped out and began to analyze the situation in detail.

"And that's why I haven't been willing to tell you. The nature of that thing is even more bizarre than mental parasites... For example, the content of our conversation right now includes things you don't yet know, because it's mixed with knowledge from Katon, and you're already being influenced—"

The situation she described was undoubtedly very serious.

"But there's still something strange about this."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a new person joined the discussion: Neferi, the runaway dean of Shanzhou.

“I don’t believe that such a crude ritual could conjure up something extraordinary out of thin air, let alone that Karton gained power without knowing anything back then… there must be other reasons.”

Compared to Kalaudora, she, with her brows furrowed, asked more questions.

"That's easy—"

At this moment, Fu Qian finally interrupted the conversation, looking at "Katon" standing there with a strange smile.

"Young Carton had a worm in his stomach, and the worm woke up."

……

Most of the events we encounter in life can actually be traced back to historical examples.

It is not uncommon for people to suddenly awaken to supernatural abilities.

But with the added condition that this extraordinary beginning is at odds with one's own will, it's hard not to think of Miss Wen and Eve from back then.

Indeed, "breaking out of the cocoon is a painful process, especially when you are in the cocoon," and this statement seems to apply equally to Karton's current struggle.

However, the gestation process was rather strange. The key point was not that Wen Li reached the sixth rank, but rather the death of her physical body.

For those who are dealing with this, it is easy to understand. The series of familiar faces and their stories are similar to a self-conversation within a mental palace.

After all, Bernard and his group couldn't possibly know these things; the whole process can be considered a manifestation of their own deductions.

The final conclusion was that "the lag is similar to Wenli's situation."

"As expected, you have fallen too deep and there is absolutely no possibility of redemption for you."

This conclusion even seems to have been accepted by the parties involved.

Finally, "Katon," who was standing there, spoke, shaking his head to indicate that Fu Qian was indeed beyond help.

Fu Qian interpreted this as an unwillingness to feign ignorance.

"Shouldn't you think about what will happen to you next?"

The unfriendly "lag" issue continues.

"What he was trying to do was clearly to deceive Karton, who was trying to resist, so that the latter would ignore your presence and mistakenly think that he was asleep, thus successfully completing the transformation."

The one who helped respond to this was none other than the white-haired, youthful-looking Mr. Li He.

As expected of a kendo player, he immediately and incisively pointed out the core trap of this mission the moment he appeared.

"Being forced to reveal yourself now because of your disruptive behavior is clearly an attempt to pollute your very essence, ultimately leading to your complete chaos—"

"This is the price of being a scoundrel, and you deserve it." The last sentence was clearly not from Old Master Li, but from a more familiar voice—"Why is even you getting involved?"

Fu Qian looked over at the sound and sighed as he saw the bald, wrinkled figure.

That's right, it was none other than the club's esteemed elder, Mr. Lu Ming.

From his perspective, this attitude is quite reasonable.

"Well done."

They were so empathetic that they didn't retaliate with mockery. The next moment, they looked at "Lag" again, expressing their astonishment.

stab-

At the same time, a set of leg armor appeared out of thin air, covering the lower body.

Because the body has already expanded again.

……

"It's truly amazing to be able to do this much, but it's not enough... Can you feel it? One hundred percent!"

He casually ripped a piece of the ceiling off the ceiling, and for the first time stood up, his voice arrogant.

"If you don't want this to be the end, then you'd better pray for all the power you can."

The praise was genuine, and its ability to influence one's state of mind is almost a god-slaying feat.

Or was it made by a parasite that had not yet conceived?

Actually, the task was already very clear just now: just find a way to get rid of this guy who was forced out of his position.

However, for Fang Qian, the question above was more intriguing.

What is it that allows it to possess such amazing abilities at such a young age?
So he didn't rush into action, but gave the other party ample time to perform—and now it's time to reap the rewards.

Uh……

Under the sudden increase in pressure, "lag" is undoubtedly a very unpleasant experience.

"The demon... is beyond saving!"

However, that deformed face did not give up easily.

With gritted teeth, the black mirror in "Carton's" hand had already shattered into pieces again, but his battered hand slowly rose up, pointing at Fu Qian as if to deliver a verdict.

"There is no cure!"

Before Fu Qian even had a chance to refute, someone else echoed him. It was none other than Old Master Lu Ming, who was standing there and was making the same gesture.

"There is no cure!"

Then there's Neferi.

"Beyond saving..."

Then it's each and every one of us.

"No cure...there's no way to save him..."

And those who continue to appear.

……

Is this what they mean by being condemned by a thousand people?

At that moment, I didn't waste the opportunity and silently felt the moral pressure.

It's no joke; it seems that because the people who condemn are essentially "themselves," each pointing finger is like a fragment of the self, all striking this way at once.

boom!
It truly challenged the limits of imagination; the trauma I suffered in that instant was only slightly less severe than when I dealt with the serpent of fate.

Even in Fu Qian's eyes, it seemed as if each of Bernard's group had an extra pair of invisible wings behind them.

Are there really angels of salvation?

Amidst the praise, Fu Qian also followed the traces captured in reverse, and the power of calamity poured out.

[Containment conditions met, containment successful for No. 2-013]

A pleasant notification sound rang out just one breath later.

The once bustling crowd, along with the dust that filled the air, vanished without a trace.

As the scene shifts, Fu Qian looks down and sees the old man lying there, completely lifeless.

His aged face still bore traces of distortion, yet he slept soundly.

(End of this chapter)