Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2435 The Prophet is Dead (Part 41)

There are differences between black and black.

Without waiting for the two people behind him to exchange words, Fu Qian quickly crossed the boundary of the gray area.

Although nothing particularly strange happened, the impression from that moment alone was memorable.

Both are at night, but one can at least evoke thoughts of nightlife, while the other only stirs up endless reverie about what happens after death.

The spread wasn't too fast, but it has undoubtedly claimed many lives.

The surrounding population density wasn't too high, but the bar's location was still a good starting point for arson.

With firewood, it's less likely to attract too much attention from demigods immediately, and the distance to the prophet isn't too far, so it should be able to expand there quickly.

Moreover, he was not the only one on the periphery to observe this dramatic change.

However, the crowds of the Unseen Hill did not scatter and run away.

On the contrary, relief can be seen on more than one face, like someone who has toiled for half a lifetime and is finally diagnosed with an incurable disease.

Was the ordeal that followed the prophet's disappearance really too long?

There was no mockery or indifference; on the contrary, I understood the behavior very well at the moment of payment.

The courage to pursue "freedom" has been repeatedly ravaged and failed to materialize, and it will always be twisted and fermented into something else.

What's even more intriguing is that the results of the two choices seem to be subtly the same.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Unfortunately, not everyone can think that way. The next moment, a faint voice came, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Before anyone could even respond, the towering spire of a nearby building suddenly broke off.

Then, as if drawn by a force, the enormous object hurtled straight toward Fu Qian.

……

Fu Qian's speed wasn't slow, but the object he was hitting was undoubtedly locked onto very well.

As long as they maintain their direction, the spire will pierce the chest precisely.

Even if the pace of the journey suddenly changes in the next moment, the result remains the same, and the lock remains in place.

click!
Fu Qian didn't make any other moves, but instead reached out and pinched the spire that had reached his chest.

Although the density is not low, the material is still ordinary.

Dealing with the object and neutralizing its momentum would certainly not be a problem, but in theory, the object should disintegrate instantly under such an action—unless the person in question used more than one hand.

At that moment, numerous tentacles suddenly erupted from his arm, supporting the incoming object from all directions.

The force distribution is so scientific that it does not damage the structure at all.

"Thank you, but this is far too expensive."

After making this amazing move, he didn't even forget to thank the person who gave him the tip.

Even now, we can only hear his voice but never see him, and the voice sounds very unfamiliar.

But they were indeed waiting for me, and I believed they hadn't mistaken me for someone else before I paid.

Or rather, what the other party is waiting for is a demigod who escaped from the ash realm, whoever it may be.

It's perfectly normal for the commotion caused by the graying to be noticed, and it's perfectly normal to lack the courage to go in and investigate, yet still want to get a sense of the situation.

"Really? You're welcome."

Seemingly surprised by Fu Qian's politeness, the interceptor remained silent for a moment before speaking again, his voice still coming from all directions. At the same time, amidst the deafening roar, more than one enormous shadow crashed down, continuing to try and persuade Fu Qian to stay.

Boom!

He could easily catch it with his tentacles, but he didn't want to do something so pointless. Instead, he performed a talent on the spot.

The spire that was caught spun around on the spot and, in the next instant, crushed a trembling figure not far away with terrifying speed.

Hmph, a mere trick, you think you can escape my radar?
……

To be fair, the disguise was quite good, and there were some strategies involved.

Instead of hiding and playing hide-and-seek, they changed their appearance and stood there openly, while trying to conceal their presence as much as possible.

Unfortunately, on the one hand, there is no preconceived notion, and on the other hand, this happens to be a professional field.

There's no need to even try to identify him; this guy is just so eye-catching on the radar.

In short, he made a bad decision and really should have gone in to take a look.

After all, in the pre-payment assessment, the gray fall might have had a negative impact on demigods, but it shouldn't have been as significant as it is now.

"Feel sorry--"

The new flying objects were casually swatted away before crashing into the road, shattering the tower's spire into pieces.

The figure that had been submerged proved resilient, emerging from within with splattered blood and uttering words of reconciliation.

Unfortunately, he didn't get to finish speaking before his body was torn to pieces by three invisible impacts.

Fu Qian had no interest in talking to him at all, and sent him flying with the air bullets that followed.

The apology may have been sincere, but given the current situation, such a reaction almost certainly means that the visitor is not even an outer member like a lord, and is unlikely to bring any valuable information.

Therefore, the present situation is actually a better way to utilize it: intense conflict followed by execution, to see how the Hill of Unseen reacts to this—and indeed, there is.

But then, some of the onlookers who hadn't been affected suddenly collapsed, black, white, and gray skin spreading from their bodies.

……

Her skin is truly flawless.

The ashes quickly found new infection points, showing signs of spreading like wildfire.

Rather than believing that the man guarding this place was also betrayed by the lord, thus inducing the contamination like Holler.

Fu Qian undoubtedly preferred this, which once again proved his special physical condition as an outsider.

From a certain point onward, I was like a walking branding iron to the Hill of Unseen, ready to burn a hole in me at any moment.

If this place hadn't been right on the edge of the initial gray fall, and hadn't merged together in the blink of an eye, Brother Holler might have doubted the previous framing when he arrived.

Of course, that's not a real problem. The core element reflected in this change should be observed from the perspective of a "physician"—

If the previous assessment of Ji Feng's activity level is correct, can we interpret this as the patient resisting treatment and constantly shouting, "I'm beyond saving"?
It doesn't matter; generally speaking, knowing that something is "hopeless" means that there is still hope.

The only problem is that I don't have much time left.

Instead of taking decisive action to destroy the unseen hill without fire on the other side of the gate, they seem to be actively infiltrating this side in this manner.

According to common logic, the mission would undoubtedly fail once the gray dust completely enveloped the entire Hill of the Unseen.

And it is believed that this process will become faster and faster, and after the initial diagnosis is completed, the window of opportunity for subsequent treatment may be very short.

Never stopping, Fu Qian once again crossed the boundary between gray and night.

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