Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2349 The Calamity of Those Who Are Unable to Become Gods

[Mission Evaluation, The Undertaker]

Everything ended in an unusually tragic way, yet more swiftly than expected.

Before he could even catch a glimpse of the old man, he found himself in the warehouse.

The latter, true to his word, didn't offer a single drop of help.

However, perhaps as compensation, while Fu Qian was silently assessing the damage, the warehouse gave a rather domineering evaluation.

Years later, as Carton Deakins lay on his tattered mattress, he naturally thought of the night his father lay there.

As a somewhat withdrawn young man, Carton didn't communicate much with his parents.

On that day, he had already lost the chance to communicate with his mother again.

Mr. Dickins, not comfortable leaving him alone, took him to a remote rural area and left him there by himself.

Carton couldn't sleep that night, he just kept trying to detach himself from his current identity, something he was used to doing to gain inner peace.

Although a warm invitation made this day much more difficult to accomplish.

At one point, Carton broke his promise, left the room, and carefully avoided his father.

However, the more he did this, the clearer the scene in the next room became in his mind with each step he took.

By the time he got into the car, he could already see his father's ferocious face, and even the crazy longing in his mind—but it was all meaningless.

Carton knew perfectly well that it was just a mortal's delusion, and in his hesitation about whether or not to wake him up, he felt an unprecedented pleasure.

His long-standing thought patterns provided an extraordinary response at that moment.

Ultimately, he derived pleasure from refusing to offer help, as well as refusing to keep appointments, refusing to accept guidance... and even refusing his own desire for sleep.

Thousands of nights passed, and Carton aged rapidly while constantly peeling away from himself. He knew he was getting closer and closer to transformation.

However, when the finish line was in sight, he was filled with fear.

It wasn't just a confusion about what the "true self" was, but a feeling that he was unleashing some kind of terror and was powerless to stop it—yet he still chose to stop it.

Having made a simple list, Carton decided to go back the way he came and die in becoming himself.

Fortunately, although it was just his unrealistic fantasy, he received your help.

In his final moments, Karton was nothing more than a withered corpse, yet he sealed away the name of a superior being.

[Kill: The Redeemed]

[Reward: 30 sanity points]

[Special Reward: The Calamity of Those Who Fail to Become Gods]

Current SAN value: 215

[Should we play a recap of the event?]

……

Oh? You really killed him?
The summary of this mission was so detailed that after listening to it, it felt like I could recreate that incredible night.

The previous deductions about what Mr. Carton was trying to do have now been confirmed.

It wasn't just about making up for regrets in life on his deathbed; it was about wanting to defy fate with a mortal body.

He not only hated the extraordinary nature of his body, but also hated what lay behind that power.

Of course, these contents were hinted at earlier, but what is surprising here is the last sentence: Is the "He" behind that power really dead?
When the reverse calamity power was detonated just now, I felt that the feel was a bit special.

But the damage he himself had suffered was enough to prove the incredible power behind the "righteous man," that he was at the level of a superior.

The mission strategy has always been clear; the warehouse may only require that the "righteous man" be eliminated so that the old man can have a chance to sleep.

However, given the unusual nature of the case, Fu Qian was unwilling to miss the opportunity and decided to seek further contact. His strategy was to let the opponent make the first move, risking a significant loss of health to launch a counter-attack.

So you're telling me that the opponent dealt explosive damage with a single blow, while your own attack also exploded?

That's a bit too counterintuitive.

However, the kill list below, along with the extra ten points of sanity gained, seems to actually support this claim.

Keep in mind that even after successfully defeating Hamadus, the god of chaos, in so many missions, the reward for sanity points was only in the single digits.

Perhaps... it's because I depleted too much of my health bar?

Looking down at his hand, which was covered in cuts and bruises, Fu Qian thought of a possible explanation.

While there is an element of giving an opportunity, wouldn't it be a high-risk, high-reward situation to deplete such a large portion of one's own health bar in one strike?

As mentioned earlier, the actions of the "righteous person" towards themselves are something more special than spiritual parasitism.

Even if "pointing fingers at everyone" is its ultimate version, to invoke the power of a legitimate superior and achieve the effect of having the projection attack the real person, it may still require some kind of deeply integrated mechanism.

This mechanism also strengthened his counterattack, ultimately leading to an exaggerated number of kills.

……

It's more reasonable now, but still astonishing.

One hit and they were instantly annihilated; to be honest, such a fragile character is rare.

But it seems that, in any case, I have received a special reward after killing a god?
With a sigh of admiration, Fu Qian turned his gaze to his other hand.

【Title: The Calamity of Those Unable to Become Gods】

[Type: Special Item]

The calamity of the righteous, the dark dream of those who are denied birth.

The exaggerated, comical mask, though seemingly laughing out loud, reveals a barely suppressed unease in the depths of the wearer's heart when their eyes meet.

It is said that the righteous are the youngest of the gods' retinue, yet the gods who were supposed to give meaning to their birth ultimately failed to be born themselves.

This shattered perfection has coalesced into a mocking mask, and anyone who wears it will have their fate tainted by the dark dreams of the redeemed.

That's not a real dream; it just leads you down an invisible path.

Though broken and ominous, it is the true path of the gods.

[Note: That's fake, that's real, that's Him, that's me]

……

It seems even more astonishing.

Before paying, he weighed the things in his hands.

It's not heavy, and the red and white color scheme does indeed resemble a clown mask.

Aside from the micro-expressions mentioned earlier, at first glance they do seem rather ordinary.

Although the introduction is somewhat obscure, it seems not difficult to draw a conclusion: a certain contestant who should have stood at the pinnacle of the extraordinary has truly been crushed by his own actions.

And His honorific name is "The Redeemed"?
To be honest, it doesn't sound very imposing, and it doesn't seem to fit the style of a tyrant or anything like that.

Furthermore, as a special reward, it doesn't seem as exaggerated as the power to kill gods—in fact, it's even more exaggerated.

This is the power to become a god.

If I understand correctly, as long as you wear it, you will automatically enter a godhood ritual.

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