Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2429 The Prophet is Dead (Thirty-Five)

"Controllable" is an extremely valuable word for seasoned veterans.

The greater the stake, the more precious it becomes.

While directly killing the Black Doctor could help test Ji Feng and Wei Jian Zhi Qiu, eliminating a player who could mass-produce the "antidote" was essentially a waste of resources.

Especially given the current uncertain situation, the ability to freely enter and exit the unseen hill, whether it is lit or unlit, is a rather advantageous condition.

But wouldn't such an Andil pose a bit too much of a threat to the elusive Angel of Death?
For the person in question, making that decision presented two choices.

First, he would squeeze every last drop of profit from the unlicensed doctor, using the convenience created by the antidote to travel between the two sides, gradually working his way up, and single-handedly uncovering the truth about "Darkest Night".

Secondly, they could voluntarily give up this point in exchange for a test for Brother Ji Feng, plus the confidence of their old friends in the current situation, increasing the probability that they would come to share the secrets of the "Darkest Night".

Although the warehouse has not yet given any reminders about the tight deadline, after some evaluation, the latter still seems to be a better option before payment.

Past mission experiences have proven that the warehouse never allows time for publicly funded travel, and taking things slowly is simply an overly optimistic idea.

And now it seems that this is indeed the case; the darkest night is today.

Of course, if the first two options fail, there is still one possibility for completing the mission in theory: simply run behind the door and unleash your ultimate attack.

However, for those who are dealing with the past, that has always been the last resort.

See, you've already reaped the rewards—

“There are people over there who have been watching us.”

Realizing that her presence was largely due to an invitation, Akasha fell silent once again.

However, Fu Qian seemed to be enjoying the nightlife, casually chatting about confidential matters and even starting to pay attention to the culture of nightclubs.

The process of chasing people away was so smooth that it didn't cause any ripples.

The problem is that the outfits of the two people in front of them are too eye-catching, and it is ultimately difficult for them to be low-key under the lights.

"Holler, an acquaintance of the Crystals, we usually call him the Ashbringer."

Even after he casually mentioned it, Akasha broke her silence.

With a soft sigh, she didn't even bother to search for anything else; it was clear that she had already noticed what Fu Qian had said, and even the identity of the person involved.

A familiar face to Crystal? Does that mean they're on the side of justice?

Fu Qian sighed inwardly and stared unabashedly at a figure in the corner of the bar.

With his stubble, furrowed brows, and melancholy eyes, coupled with the bitter wine he was drinking, he certainly embodied a classic superhero image, at least on par with the main characters.

"However, he has a rather eccentric temperament and doesn't get along well with most people; almost only the Prophet can command him."

Akasha's timely narration sounded perfectly fitting for the occasion.

Even now, when they look over, the other person glances back without any hesitation, their gaze both calm and ruthless.

Unfortunately... Ashbringer?
Fu Qian said he didn't really like the title.

Don't forget that the name of this contained object is Gray Bed, which sounds a bit ominous—thump!

It even seems like an ominous sign.

As a half-empty bottle of wine was slammed onto the table, the person the two were talking about suddenly appeared before them and walked straight to the side.

It is impolite to talk about people behind their backs.

Their attitude was indeed not very friendly; they sat down without permission and poured another cup for me.

Even when they were questioning him, it was as if they were gazing into the infinite distance, too lazy to even glance in his direction.

“Agreed, just like we were discussing it face to face.” However, Fu Qian still strongly agreed with his statement, even using himself and Akasha as examples.

……

Although his face is lined with wrinkles and his hair and beard are somewhat gray, one can still tell that he was a very imposing man in his youth.

A brief silence fell over the area, and Fu Qian looked at the Ashbringer who had taken the initiative to sit down, once again showing that he had the demeanor of a very upright character.

"You... look a little unfamiliar."

His agreement beforehand seemed to briefly pull Holler out of his drunken stupor.

Finally, he turned to stare at Fu Qian and gave a comment without any emotion.

"Could it be a problem with the angle of observation? Let's take a closer look."

In response, Fu Qian simply offered a careful suggestion, indicating that judging people from the sidelines might not be so accurate.

"What a coincidence, to run into you here."

The atmosphere of the conversation became quite lively for a moment. Akasha, who was sitting in front of Fu, was naturally under the observation of others and lazily greeted him.

"It's not that coincidental. I've been here recently. Remember not to drop your hair into my wine."

Unfortunately, this man's image didn't seem to be doing very well. At that moment, Lord Holler's smile was no longer forced; he made no attempt to hide his feelings upon seeing something filthy.

……

As a seasoned veteran, Akasha was naturally not easily angered by a simple retort; for a moment, she simply kept smiling and remained silent.

“That stranger, I remember you…you changed your clothes.”

Unfortunately, he didn't even bother to manage her expression. The next moment, Holler's gaze returned to Fu Qian's face, indicating that he had been reminded of some memories.

I knew it. Having a strange temper is one thing, but since Akasha mentioned that Yuan Fang could command him, and the last incident was so serious, Holler shouldn't have missed the operation like the lord. He should have seen me before.

"Yeah, I think it'll make me stand out more when I'm drinking."

As for Holler's comments, Fu Qian glanced down at him and explained with a smile.

This is no exaggeration. The effect of this mirrored armor under the lights is truly beyond what you'd expect from a nightclub outfit; it could easily electrify the entire crowd.

"But unfortunately, I don't seem to remember you. Where were you hiding outside at the time?"

Sometimes being too honest isn't good either. The transition was almost seamless, and before paying, the other person's face was said to be unfamiliar to him.

That's also true. Last time, we had so many people that when we were scattered and lying in ambush, we didn't even see some of their faces.

……

The wording was indeed a bit sharp, and Lord Holler's eyes suddenly turned fierce, as if he might start a fight at any moment.

"Yes... just like hiding here right now."

Although the effect was not long-lasting, his eyes became cloudy again in just one breath.

Without even considering Fu Qian's motives for being there, Holler took another swig of wine and casually mocked himself.

Very good, this spirit and energy are just right.

At that moment, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all; in fact, I felt it was a classic.

"So when will the lord arrive?"

Then he naturally looked at Akasha and asked her a question.

Come on, let's stir things up.