Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2433 The Prophet is Dead (Thirty-Nine)

Could this be the legendary "exploiting familiar relationships"?
As a bystander who remained unsung heroes, Fu Qian could clearly see that this fierce attack came from the crystal that Holler had shaken.

The spear appeared in her hand without the slightest hesitation, as if she and Akasha had rehearsed it together, all for the purpose of slaying Ashbringer.

Even after the body was pierced, a surge of cold continued to flow out, covering Holler's entire body with frost.

"why?"

However, as mentioned earlier, the victims were quite resilient.

Even after suffering repeated blows, he did not fall. In fact, after regaining his footing, he still had the strength to turn around and question, filled with grief and indignation at being betrayed.

"That thing will not only hurt you, but soon you'll end up like me."

However, Crystal showed no remorse and simply replied coldly.

Same as you?
Seemingly realizing there was more to the story, Holler calmed down a little at that moment.

Uh--

Before he could even speak, he let out another painful groan as the spear was pulled out by Crystal.

But what they saw was not only blood of an unusual color, but also more than one strange, round object.

"It seems she can infect you through those lines; try clearing the other areas yourself."

The spear shattered, and the things on it quickly lost their vitality. Crystal explained her actions and continued to remind them.

It's clear that she tried to minimize her movements throughout, but she still inevitably got cuts on her hands.

……

So, was he actually trying to save lives? He didn't want any other victims to follow in his footsteps.

With concise and to-the-point words, and considering the details on the spear, Holler clearly understood that his acquaintance had been wronged and that his friend had genuinely meant well.

He didn't say much when reminded, but looked down at his body. The next moment, sharp teeth and horns began to emerge from each wound, making the injuries even more gruesome.

Along with this striking scene, insect eggs similar to those on the spear were crushed and expelled from the body.

The crystal's claim was confirmed once again, and Akasha, who committed this heinous act, did not interfere at all, allowing her offspring to be eliminated.

"That's why I don't like dealing with you people. You always give off the feeling that you can act self-righteously without using your brains."

However, the Queen did not remain idle; as she slowly descended from mid-air, the accompanying verbal insults were still quite sharp.

"Didn't you say you didn't have time to fool around here?"

Its attack power was slightly stronger, and for a moment Ashbringer was almost speechless, but the crystal next to it met the attack.

"No, we came here mainly because Lord Andil was interested."

Without a second's hesitation, Akasha pushed Fu Qian directly, indicating that she had been brought to the bar by someone.

"Yes, I prefer the atmosphere here."

Facing the gazes that followed, Fu Qian nodded frankly.

It must be said that Lady Akasha has become more magnanimous; a conflict was resolved in the blink of an eye.

This tactic of diverting blame also aligns with previous speculations.

It means that she was not only following him for surveillance, but her team was also intentionally using her outsider physique to trigger special reactions from the Unseen Hills, helping them carry out the "Eternal Night" plan.

The simplest way is to get yourself and others to do some vigorous exercise.

However, the previous actions of avoiding any physical contact prevented this idea from being realized.

Of course, it's just that there seems to be such a tendency. If I were really that important to their plans, why would I wait until now?

The moment Akasha appears, just start attacking.

Not to mention that he had already fought with more than one person before, and nothing particularly special seemed to have happened—oh? In the somewhat tense atmosphere, Fu Qian turned his head to look at the corner at a certain moment.

But then they saw a customer who had been yelled at for "losing his soul" making some kind of strange movement.

From a blank expression, he suddenly became limp, then collapsed onto the table as if asleep.

Most importantly, with this movement, his body is rapidly transforming into a black-and-white film style, and continuing to spread outwards.

Boom!
Soon a second head landed on the table, and the black, white, and gray colors spread to an even larger area.

"what happened?"

Even the most oblivious person could clearly tell that something was wrong.

Having noticed this change along with others, Holler, who had just recovered, couldn't help but ask a question.

"It looks like I caught it from you."

Without even turning his head, he casually offered a scathing critique.

……

It has to be said, it's hard to refute.

The blood that Holler shed after being "poisoned" did indeed turn grayish, not to mention that he had been sitting here with a group of people for a while, making it difficult to dispel the suspicion of airborne transmission.

The consequences looked severe; in the blink of an eye, apart from the three demigods, all the customers who hadn't left the bar were gone, all "asleep."

The black, white, and gray emanating from them completely merged into one, surrounding—and even engulfing—the three people in the center.

It was as if we had arrived at a legendary place of rest, and the world suddenly fell silent.

The scene inside the pot behind the door evoked a remarkably similar feeling.

At that moment, I couldn't help but admire it.

Indeed, such a scene is very easy to recall previous experiences.

The people in the large cauldron at the bottom of the lake also slept soundly, just like that, lifeless.

Night seems to have truly fallen.

"Heh...it seems I really should go."

Akasha's reaction confirmed this.

At first, I was somewhat surprised, but after a brief silence, the criminal let out a string of laughs without any restraint.

"Lord Andil is indeed extraordinary!"

Even when glancing over, she wouldn't forget to wink and offer a compliment.

Does this mean it doesn't matter what you do?

Fu Qian understood what she meant, as her comments from not long ago were still fresh in his mind.

Now it seems that the term "open conspiracy" is so apt.

Even if you skied relentlessly the entire time and skillfully avoided conflicts, some changes still occurred near you.

That's right. Rather than the idea that the guests were infected by Holler, Fuqian is more inclined to believe that it was his own fault.

Even with such a low profile, he still seemed unable to avoid becoming a source of trouble, triggering a peculiar reaction from Unseen Hill.

As for why this judgment was made... gray precipitation?
Yes, besides the resemblance to a giant cauldron at the bottom of a lake, the scene before me also resembles something else—the Ji family's secret technique, Ashfall, which I have witnessed in the wasteland and Silver Mist Manor.

Those people even appeared to be descendants of the owner of the Unseen Hill.

Even right in front of him, a group of people summoned the Gray Falls, and they actually combined together.