Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2399 The Prophet is Dead (Part 5)

"It's a pity, I was hoping to catch up with him."

While beginning to understand the current situation, without delay, shake your head and sigh, and continue the honest communication.

“I heard something interesting a while ago and I was thinking he might be interested.”

This wasn't just random talk; Li Weixuan's friend Yuan Fang, who shared the same name, had specifically asked him about it at the time.

It turns out that it wasn't just a simple case of sharing the same name; his name was actually modeled after a family ancestor.

The ancestor, also named "Yuan Fang," was so exceptionally talented that at the age of thirty, he sensed the call of the supreme will and passed away in seclusion.

Considering the long-standing relationship between the Yuan and Ji families, Fu Qian had wanted to confirm it for a long time.

As a result of a twist of fate, he returned to the place, but the person was dead and there was no way to verify the truth.

"It sounds like the enlightened king and the prophet are friends, so why would he do something like this?"

Furthermore, the saying "honesty is the ultimate weapon" still seems to be in effect. Given Fu's frankness, the lord, who appears to be quite cunning, didn't inquire further about his topic.

"If I hadn't intervened, it would have swallowed everything."

As he spoke, he gestured to Fu Qian's side, clearly hoping that the latter would distinguish between friend and foe.

"So it has done this kind of thing a lot already?"

Fu Qian didn't rush to deny it, but instead touched the strange object with one finger, savoring the pungent smell.

“Many, not just carriages… people, animals, even the trees in the square.”

Although his behavior was strange, his attitude still made people feel that communication was possible.

The lord even spoke faster for a moment, quickly listing the misdeeds of this creation.

"It can lurk in unseen corners and emerge from anywhere, lock onto a moving object, mimic its appearance, and thus cause covert contamination."

"And after an uncertain time, it will swallow them up and then hide them away again with the harvest... Perhaps there is no way for you, but your coachman is a good example."

Finally, the lord gestured towards the carriage, which was now completely unrecognizable.

Indeed, as he said, in addition to the carriage being riddled with holes, the driver in front had long since lost all signs of life, as had the two horses.

Inside their bodies, most of the flesh and blood are still bright red, while the blood vessels are flowing with black blood.

As for why it's so clear?
It's very simple. The lord's previous attack actions not only didn't seem to be avoiding the enemy, but they didn't even seem to be avoiding them.

Amidst the crisscrossing, several bodies had already been dissected like specimens.

"They are too vulnerable; once they are locked down, it's too late to save them."

After carefully examining him before paying, the lord gave a somewhat cold smile.

"I understand, it is indeed very dangerous."

At this point, Fu Qian finally nodded in agreement, but his gaze remained fixed on his own finger.

The thick black mass, far from being interested in the finger, seemed to be in awe of it, slowly retreating.

But that's all; the remaining vitality seems insufficient to support a higher-intensity reaction.

"Besides the prophet, have any other people suffered misfortune?"

Observing this change, Fu Qian did not forget to continue asking questions.

"do not know."

Unfortunately, the lord shook his head almost instantly this time.

The reaction of the Great Mandate King was crystal clear: he did not care that this thing had harmed many lives, nor did he mind the offense it had caused him.

"After the prophet's death, some connections ceased to exist. Perhaps some people will still pretend to exist, but that doesn't include me... So I don't know anyone's current situation. I think you can understand?"

He decisively abandoned the topic and simply answered the other person's questions seriously. A very fair assessment: some deeper connection no longer existed.

"understand."

Fu Qian nodded and finally turned to look at him.

"Then I can go?"

The lord's farewell seemed to have been brewing for a long time, and he finally had the opportunity to bring it up.

"can."

Before paying, he remained easygoing, not taking offense at the previous rudeness, nor pressing for more questions.

"Very good, Your Majesty the Great Fortune King..."

As if trying to remember every detail, the lord's gaze swept over every inch of Fu Qian's mask.

"I look forward to our next meeting."

As traditional messages like "I remember you" were left, his body gradually disappeared into nothingness.

There wasn't even a turning motion, proving once again that the previous two-step-back move was a smokescreen—although it still is now.

"You don't have to be so shy."

He casually offered a reminder, and it was clearly not directed at the lord; at that moment, Fu Qian looked up at the sky.

A blue even deeper than the night was descending from the sky, rushing in and enveloping the entire surrounding area.

The tallest building was the first to be hit, and without any buffering effect, it was directly crushed into dust.

……

A very reasonable strategy: if precise targeting is impossible, then indiscriminate coverage is the way to go.

It was a truly catastrophic disaster, but at that moment, for those who came forward, the rationale behind it was perfectly understandable.

The lord is cunning and persistent; how could he forget the conclusion he just reached in the blink of an eye?

The subsequent exchanges could certainly be interpreted as him being intimidated by his own actions, expressing goodwill and trying to extract some information, but there is an even simpler explanation: he had a big plan that was more complicated to prepare.

Looking at it now, it still lives up to the claim of being a "ultimate move".

That unique blue color seemed to refract, emanating from a massive mass of solid ice.

Indeed, the thing that fell from the sky was no longer as invisible as the previous attacks; on the contrary, it had a strong resemblance to the legendary ice meteor.

It's simple and brutal, relying solely on speed and quality to maximize the destructive effect.

Even though it took some effort to guide them, it was indeed very appropriate for the current situation.

Under such a blow, regardless of whether the mysterious Great Fortune King can survive, the chariot devourer, which was already on its last breath, is clearly in very poor mobility.

Even if the former followed the previous methods to thwart the attack, it would be difficult to prevent this tragedy.

Boom!

Amidst the deafening roar, the terrifying extraterrestrial object still encountered resistance.

Countless flying fragments completely turned the surrounding area into ruins, except for two carriages.

Because it was no longer the fingers that crushed it, but hundreds and thousands of tentacles.

They were directly above the two carriages, intertwined to form an absolute barrier.

"Very good, it seems we have made a good start."

Instead of rushing to take it back, Fu Qian didn't even pay attention to the spot where the lord had disappeared. Instead, he lowered his head and gave a word of encouragement.

The black, devouring creature had overcome its fear and coiled around him, seeking refuge.