Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2398 The Prophet is Dead (Part 4)

Without some experience in the world, how dare one call oneself a江湖人士 (jianghu person, someone who walks the martial arts world)?

With such a perfect ability to launch a sneak attack, no matter how confused the long-haired demigod appeared at that moment, it wouldn't have any effect on deceiving him.

Although nothing serious happened after using her chest to harden her chest, Fu Qian still felt that this approach was more visually impactful.

"What...are you?"

The opponent's reaction was also surprisingly coordinated, and the sneak attack was easily neutralized. At that moment, the long-haired demigod's originally gloomy face turned quite pale.

Of course, Fu Qian has never been overly self-satisfied. Knowing the prestige of the Great Fortune King, it should have only affected a very small part of him.

The reason for this change was that at that moment, the long-haired demigod subconsciously took two steps back, getting closer to a white billboard.

Are you sure you want to ask such a stupid question?

Fu Qian made no attempt to reiterate those empty titles, and simply asked a casual question in response to his shocked opponent.

“You may call me Lord.”

As it turned out, the long-haired demigod did have some composure. Faced with what was said in front of him, he suddenly realized that if he wanted the conversation to continue, it was time for him to introduce himself.

As expected of someone from the martial arts world, after hesitating for a moment, he only revealed a bandit's name.

But it's okay, that's the effect we want when we're out here.

No need for much explanation; a few words are all it takes to make everyone in the world know you.

This is not just friendly flattery. The person in question has admitted that he has never met the person, but the name sounds very familiar to him.

Lord, a title that appeared in a certain passage spoken by the old man Ballard.

After Ballard crushed his own skull and then stubbornly repaired it with his warhorse, he had a conversation with Akasha, the Spider Queen, which indirectly contributed to the tense atmosphere he had created.

The content comes from a reminder from the prophet Yuan Fang.

Two demigods were suspected of being murdered by outsiders, and the lord was one of them.

……

"When did you start doing this? This isn't like you."

The rank is correct, and the title matches; there shouldn't be such a coincidence of having the same name.

At that moment, Fu Qian naturally connected the person in front of him with the victim from back then.

However, this makes one of Ballard's remarks sound rather unusual—normally, one would assume that the two were just hiding together preparing some evil plan.

It's clear that the victims have a poor reputation among the partners of justice, falling into the category of supervillains.

After Ballard disappeared, the lord actually did something similar to what Ballard did to uphold justice.

"...This is none of your business. We've met before?"

Before paying, some of the questions were asked in a familiar, overly friendly manner, which indeed elicited a stronger response than phrases like "I've heard so much about you."

At that moment, the lord's face was beyond gloomy; he brazenly took two more steps back while questioning him.

It's perfectly normal for high-level transcendents, who are in positions of power in most situations, to distance themselves from situations that are beyond their control.

"No."

Fu Qian shook his head honestly, then raised his hand and tapped the air repeatedly.

Click! Kaka!

Another series of crisp cracking sounds rang out, and the three invisible attacks were once again successfully intercepted.

It is common sense to "choose to stay away from situations that are beyond our control," but it is also a mindset that can be exploited.

Launching a sneak attack under these circumstances increases the success rate by at least several percentage points. As expected of the lord despised by Ballard, his acting skills are superb, and he acts with utter ruthlessness and a complete lack of integrity.

With such a character running rampant, Ballard's life before his death was indeed quite colorful.

Furthermore, I must say... he seems really persistent.

Even in the face of such a threat, they still wanted to seize any opportunity to eliminate the wagon devourer.

That's right, this new sneak attack wasn't aimed at Fu Qian, but rather cut in a tricky arc, slicing towards that dying lump.

This is why Fu Qian abandoned the Finger Flicking Divine Skill and instead used Air Bullets to intercept.

The force was much weaker than the hammer from before, but don't forget the wagon devourer that was rescued; its health bar was already almost depleted.

If it really hits the mark, it's very likely to succeed.

"...What exactly do you want to do?"

Even though nothing had been accomplished yet, when the lord spoke again, his voice was increasingly low, and there was no deliberate expression of shock on his face.

……

Their origins are shrouded in mystery, their motives are unclear, yet they control the situation with every gesture, even repeatedly uncovering scams, without revealing any emotion.

When faced with such a role, it's indeed difficult for most people to relax.

Besides the change in demeanor, the lord's questioning, from "Who are you?" to "What do you want to do?", also seems to reflect this point.

At this point, it's no longer a question of whether the objective can still be achieved; just based on the methods the other party has shown, even escaping seems to require considering the success rate.

"I've actually answered that before... Come and get to know this place better."

Fu Qian simply sighed and didn't take it to heart.

At this very moment, even after fighting a demigod multiple times, the quest notification still hasn't appeared.

Considering some of the characteristics of the Unseen Hill, it does indeed have some ominous connotations.

"It's been a while since I've been here. It seems like a lot has changed. Has something happened?"

Looking around, Fu Qian's words became more unrestrained, and he didn't even try to hide his identity as an outsider.

"Stranger..."

He truly grasped this point instantly, but the lord seemed to have learned his lesson and did not attempt to ask.

"Something did happen; the prophet died."

Even faced with such continuous sincerity, he finally reciprocated in the next moment, giving a truly explosive message.

……

Yuan Fang is dead?

The title "Prophet" of the Hill of Unseen is not unfamiliar to those who come before.

It could even be said that he was one of the people I interacted with the most during my last visit.

The image of him lying on the chair with a big belly, disgracing the name of a charlatan, seems to be right before my eyes.

So the character who seemed to be most closely connected to Unseen Hill actually died?
When we were collaborating to provide medical consultations for Ji Feng, we even envisioned a new era together.

Upon hearing the news brought by the lord, Fu Qian sighed deeply, expressing the unpredictability of life.

Furthermore, it must be said that, without any outward signs of cataclysmic events, the "death of the prophet" was indeed a dramatic change for the Hill of the Unseen.

Perhaps it didn't demonstrate any extraordinary combat power, but a character who can contact high-level superhumans at any time and even foresee the future can almost be considered to determine the ecology of this place to a certain extent.

Now, everyone must get used to an era without prophets.