Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2437 The Prophet is Dead (Forty-Three)

"What makes you think you have the right to define what a true Ashbringer is?"

The sneak attack was spotted and easily stopped, but Holler didn't seem embarrassed at all. He simply distanced himself at that moment and responded to Fu Qian's statement.

"Well said. Actually, I just wanted to confirm that you're not the Holler we just met. Do you know why?"

Fu Qian also showed great magnanimity, not only not pursuing the matter, but even keeping his gaze on the expanding gray descent, and casually asking a question in return.

Like harvesting wheat, large swathes of people had already collapsed to the ground.

Those below the level of demigods have almost no resistance to this thing.

The woman in the headscarf at his feet remained completely absorbed in the moment, and one could even sense her trepidation and anticipation at the moment she would be swallowed up.

"In my opinion, although Holler isn't particularly smart, he's not the type to ask questions like 'What's wrong with them?'... Judging from his behavior at the bar, his laissez-faire attitude is actually the one that he's most empathetic among the demigods."

Before the other party could even respond, the answer was already revealed before payment was made.

"The story itself wasn't badly written, but the moment you opened your mouth, you almost ruined the character... That's why stupid people should talk less."

However, the wording is quite sharp, making it very effective at breaking down defenses.

"No wonder the prophet values ​​you so much... So if I'm not that Holler from before, then who is it?"

After a slight hesitation, the target finally gave up on making futile insistence and instead responded with a very polite compliment.

Oh?
The other party's magnanimity seemed to surprise Fu Qian.

Finally, he turned his head to take a look, and after looking him up and down, his gaze fell on the bloodstains on his body.

Although it does look very fresh, the overall impression is not very good, as it is permeated with a kind of "gray" color inside and out.

"The Fallen Ashbringer?"

He winked and casually offered a classic nickname.

Ha ha……

The description is so apt that it seems almost impossible to refute.

At that moment, the newcomer simply let out a series of cold laughs, seemingly accepting the title.

Pfft!
What was particularly fitting at that moment was that the woman in the headscarf next to her had also collapsed to the ground.

The gray dust finally covered the area before them, and the color of that demigod's body visibly became even dimmer.

……

"Your condescending attitude is really unpleasant!"

The "Corrupted Ashbringer" seemed to be under pressure, but didn't seem too concerned, instead criticizing the attitude of the outsiders.

"Death, silence, fear... Did you truly experience those words she just mentioned, or were you just pretending?"

Even the next moment, he didn't forget to bring up the woman in the headscarf on the ground.

"Pretend, and pretend to be happy."

Unfortunately, the response before payment was frank and straightforward.

"It seems you really do know who I am..."

It sounded rather unfriendly. The "Fallen Ashbringer" was silent for a moment, then stared at Fu Qian with a different expression—and a different face.

Without making any move, his face had changed from dejected to gloomy, and even his hair had grown quite long.

That's right, it was the first demigod "lord" they encountered on this trip.

“Actually, I just felt that what you left on Holler should be of some use… so if someone is impersonating him, I think the probability of you being the one is higher.” Not surprised by this result, Fu Qian nodded to indicate that he did know.

"So what exactly was the inspiration you received earlier?"

After casually giving the derivation process, Fu Qian showed no sign of pride, but instead continued to confirm the previous questions.

"You really know a lot... To be honest, I'm starting to doubt what the prophet said back then. Are you really an outsider?"

The lord almost tacitly accepted the term "enlightenment."

His tone, which sounded like he was laying everything bare, revealed that although he hadn't participated in the trap operation of the last mission, he still had his own analysis.

It was indeed strange, because from the perspective of these natives, the situation was equivalent to a group of vicious outsiders entering to hunt, and then another outsider stood up for no reason and helped the Unseen Hill through the crisis, without them receiving any benefits in return.

Let alone the fact that they don't even consider themselves outsiders here, even if some of the natives could do that, they would be worthy of being called superheroes.

"Hehe... You can call me Ballard."

However, in response to the lord's doubts, the other party simply let out a peculiar laugh.

They neither admitted nor denied it, but instead gave it a special name.

“Green Ballard”.

Then, with a touch of his hand on her head, shiny lenses immediately climbed upwards, quickly enveloping her head.

……

Like everyone else, the lord was clearly unaware of the meaning behind the name.

It's okay, we'll know in the future.

The moment the face was completely covered, the form and name of the Partners of Justice reappeared on the Hill of the Unseen.

Before the lord could say anything, Fu Qian had already swung his arm out, but the target was not him but the top of his head.

boom!
An unusual, muffled sound came, and a giant ice crystal that had fallen from the void like a shooting star was caught steadily.

It can be seen that it almost blends into that black, white and gray, carrying a much more exaggerated chill and a much more exaggerated weight than before.

"Is this also your gain? Compared to others, you not only weren't negatively affected, but you've even become more closely integrated with this night, able to harness its power?"

While maintaining his stance, Fu Qian seemed to understand why the lord, despite having suffered losses before, still had the confidence to make a move.

"But do you remember my warning earlier? If you're stupid, don't talk too much."

"If the sneak attack fails and you don't leave after being recognized, you might think that such a move can have a deceptive effect, but to me it's almost like you have your intentions written all over your face... Actually, you might have a higher success rate if you quietly hide to the side and launch an attack."

The pressure on his hands was increasing, as if the entire Hill of the Unseen had been piled up on him, but Fu Qian not only handled it with ease, but his comments were becoming increasingly sharp.

"What on earth are you..."

Finally unable to bear it any longer, the lord sighed once again.

Boom!

He was met with a loud bang.

Fu Qian's iron boots, made of mirrors, stomped heavily on the ground, creating a large crater.

Even the huge, exposed spike within it shattered into pieces.

"Aren't you going to learn your lesson? The sneak attack failed, and you neither left nor shut up. Even a fool would know that you're still going to make a move."

The sharper taunts arrived late, and the knight in the mirror armor sounded as if he had already given up hope of his lord's comprehension.