Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2419 The Prophet is Dead (Part 25)

Is this considered a death to prove one's innocence?

The self-destruction power was not significant, merely a side effect of exceeding the load; the core impact lay in the pain experienced during the process.

Unfortunately, even the latter failed to cause any real damage.

That's right, the moment before payment, I realized it was still too mediocre.

Perhaps that kind of pain could drive some demigods mad, but it would still be far from enough, not exceeding the limitations of this level.

In contrast, refuting accusations with righteous indignation and ultimately declaring suicide to prove one's innocence has a greater impact on one's thinking.

Is that door really unrelated to the Black Doctor?

Is he really just a high-level transcendent with a slightly perverse sense of humor and not much courage?
"You really think so? To be honest, I can't figure out at all what he was after."

Even as it dimmed its brilliance and reflected on its actions, Amber, breaking its silence, couldn't help but question things.

Besides the poison gas earlier, the final pain projection clearly put immense pressure on her, even though she had already distanced herself from it.

But as the Black Doctor was shattered to pieces, the torment he had inflicted seemed to suddenly lose its power, easing the pressure on Amber.

Respecting the dead, she breathed a sigh of relief and did not whip the corpse to vent her anger. On the contrary, she clearly felt that Fu Qian's statement was a bit too conspiratorial.

"What's the point... that's certainly a question worth considering, but if you completely believe what he says, it means you might not be able to go back. What do you think about that?"

Instead of arguing, Fu Qian glanced at Amber and directly raised a question following her statement.

……

"The answer is that I won't think about it, because I probably won't need to go back... I never thought that there would be such a situation behind the door, which may have led to some hidden dangers in my actions."

The Black Doctor had already answered this question, but to everyone's relief, after a brief silence, Amber gave a rather novel answer.

"You waking up here doesn't mean the crystal on the other side of the door will disappear?"

Fortunately, Fu Qian's comprehension skills were also up to par, and he quickly came up with a guess based on her statement.

"That's very likely the case, although she can't sense me right now, and I can't sense her either."

Amber nodded slightly, acknowledging the statement.

Did you end up with two "selves" instead of a unified friend?

Crystal's experience is rather ironic.

At that moment, I felt a surge of emotions.

It has to be said that immersing oneself in the experience is indeed a strange feeling, and it's no wonder that Amber's tone was full of confusion.

In short, the entertainment industry is truly chaotic.

"Try to look on the bright side. Although it seems like you can't go back, maybe Crystal will come in. Then you can stay here and verify this issue properly."

I didn't mean to bring up this internal struggle of "who am I" and "who is me," but I casually offered a word of comfort before paying, even though it sounded like I was adding insult to injury.

"As for what exactly he's after, we can certainly ask him."

Before Amber could even express her thoughts, Fu Qian casually made a move, activating the Threads of Longing, and another figure was pulled in front of him.

"Lord Black Doctor, could you please explain?"

……

His eyes were closed, gray marks covered his entire body, and even his left arm was only half there.

What was pulled over this time was a human body sleeping at the bottom of the lake.

His face was unfamiliar, and frankly, at first glance, he didn't seem any different from the others. Therefore, Fu Qian's act of labeling him a quack doctor seemed a bit overbearing.

It's a pity that although he acted very professionally, the Black Doctor clearly didn't know what the power of attachment was.

Just now, she had already used the Thread of Longing on him once, so much so that Fu Qian didn't need to exert any effort to identify it; he could clearly see an illusory line pointing to this body.

That's right, the self-destruction just now didn't seem so tragic.

Although dying here doesn't necessarily mean being unable to be reborn, it seems that Lord Black Doctor isn't so fearless of death and has already prepared an escape route.

This act of revealing his weakness also served as a sharp rebuke to his previous words and actions, making his motives suddenly seem suspicious.

"There are so many people here, and I've found him out. The chances of him bluffing you are still very small, right? Are you really going to waste your time like this?"

The air was quiet at that moment. Amber seemed a little confused about what was going on, while the person pulled by the thread of longing was still lying there asleep.

In this situation, Fu Qian simply sighed and offered another reminder.

"...How did you know? Who are you?"

Where there's a will, there's a way. Finally, after patiently waiting, the person beneath their feet opened their eyes.

His expression began to become more lively, while his tone was full of confusion.

"It seems like I asked first."

The other party finally admitted their identity, but Fu Qian's reaction at that moment was not polite. He slowly took off his mask, revealing a malicious smile.

……

From the moment we arrived until now, His Excellency the Black Doctor has been diligently cultivating his persona.

However, under pressure, many shortcomings were exposed.

At this point, all the efforts could be considered in vain.

"Black doctor...did you really set up that door?"

Even Amber, who had been stunned, had come to her senses and realized that what Da Yun Ming Wang had said earlier was actually not so far-fetched after all.

That demigod, who seemed willing to "die in glory," actually hid himself away quite cunningly.

Such behavior undoubtedly stripped him of a certain aura, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to question him further.

"Heh...you can think that way."

Perhaps it was Fu Qian's intimidating demeanor, but after a brief glance, the Black Doctor looked away and politely answered Amber's question, once again "revealing his hand."

"Most of what I just mentioned is correct. I did go there after receiving the prophet's last words, but at that time there were neither words on the wall nor a door."

He stood up as he spoke, but still maintained the original appearance of that body. The black doctor continued to admit to opening the door.

"That's why I'm so sure Akasha didn't come here through that door."

The next moment, he winked at Amber, adding insult to injury with a hint of malice.

Ok……

Amber remained silent.

On the one hand, what the other party said was hard to refute, and the friend's hopes suddenly became even slimmer.

On the other hand, the continuous changes in circumstances are really overwhelming, and I am equally confused about my own situation.

"Besides Akasha, have you ever seen a man named Awei?"

Fu Qian didn't seem to mind, but at one point he suddenly interjected, asking about another name.