Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2439 The Prophet is Dead (Forty-Five)

As expected, old habits die hard. Even in this place, Ah-Wei still prefers to be the mastermind behind the scenes, leaving the responsibility of charging into battle to others.

There are certain things that I've been looking forward to for a long time.

Otherwise, how could the lord, with his rather clumsy methods and easily seen-through intentions, possibly have taken up so much of his time?
Fortunately, the investment was worthwhile. After giving opportunities time and time again, a character who might have been hiding behind the scenes finally emerged, proving that he was indeed hiding behind the scenes.

As an old friend once said, "What is your sharp knife is my medicine," meaning that damage can be transformed into healing.

The changes in the lord were so familiar; he had seen them before on Awei, a member of the Grim Reaper's family, back when he went to the capital.

It was precisely this unreasonable ability that led her to choose to send him here using the Ash Ring.

Angel of Death.

It seems that this person has done a good job of adapting to local customs. Not only has he adopted a resounding name, but he has also been deeply involved in the "Eternal Night" project, at least as a member of the core team.

Otherwise, the precision of this sudden blessing would be so great that unless one were constantly watching oneself, how could one possibly grasp it to such an extent?

As for their purpose, they both knew it perfectly well.

Ahwei believes that the lord can still contribute his remaining energy and do something for himself.

To be honest, there's nothing wrong with this idea; his unreasonable abilities seem rather unsolvable in this place.

Previously, one could be exiled from the world of bookstores to the Hill of the Unseen, but now even that kind of maneuvering is gone.

"Thank you for your cooperation, although it's not quite what I imagined..."

On the other hand, as the person involved, the lord's emotions indeed rebounded instantly. He was no longer in a hurry to leave and even stared at Fu Qian and said thank you.

"You're welcome. So, the way you're imagining cooperation is to leave a mark on me as well?"

He gestured beforehand that it was not worth taking to heart, and then turned his attention to the lord's original grand plans.

When you're in the prime of your career, there always needs to be a reason why you'd waste your energy on making trouble for yourself.

"Yes, it's a pity you're more vigilant than I thought."

The other party wasn't in a hurry, and the lord was even less so, simply stroking his body, which was almost fully repaired.

"So it's okay for outsiders too? Your kind of marking works?"

Fu Qian nodded slightly, confirming his earlier guess, but still seemed concerned about some of the technical issues.

"How will you know if you don't try? Besides, don't forget what I said: I'm skeptical about whether you're an outsider."

The lord just chuckled, then waved his hand, and a huge spike burst from the ground, blocking more than one ice spear.

Clearly realizing something was wrong, Crystal finally reacted and took action, but unfortunately it was too late.

……

That makes sense; we can also exploit a cognitive gap.

They all believe there is uncertainty in this area, and if they perceive themselves as lacking value, they will be less vigilant in this regard.

Fu Qian neither questioned the lord's reasoning nor joined in the fray.

Crystal versus lord, righteous demigod versus supervillain—this scene is so classic that no one wants to disrupt it.

As for the spikes emerging from the ground, they were clearly the same kind that had been used to ambush him earlier, and were now suitable for use as defense.

Even this behavior stemmed from ingrained habits of thought; the lord wasn't quite used to the special physique he had just acquired, otherwise he should have simply accepted it with his face.

The most tragic thing is that the group of indigenous people sleeping around them are in danger.

The large crater that had just been created by the rolling and trampling was now almost buried alive. Even with a physique stronger than the average person, he was undoubtedly badly tormented.

Even after all that commotion, I could still feel that blissful, peaceful sleep. "What a clueless idiot!"

Seeing that Fu Qian was standing there quietly without making a move, the lord's aura increased further, and he took a step forward, voluntarily crossing the barrier.

Snapped!
The frost bomb was nothing more than that; like a blooming lotus flower, a cluster of ice crystals instantly blossomed on his chest.

Naturally, this is Crystal's method—hidden yet ruthless, and unavoidable.

Unfortunately, the lord had finally turned around and was taking the ultimate attack head-on, letting the frost spikes cover his upper body while simultaneously swinging out a claw.

Wow!

Although it seemed to be far from being crystal clear, the latter didn't bother to make another move and suddenly moved away. The thin barrier that remained on the spot was torn apart from a distance by the lord's claw.

"Have you really thought carefully about what you're doing? Even the prophet is dead."

The mental attack continued, and the next moment the lord had emerged from the frost explosion.

Despite the demigod's full-force attack, he appeared not only unharmed, but his injuries had even healed completely.

"Or do you really think this Ballard next to you is some kind of savior?"

……

"But you certainly aren't."

It only attacks and doesn't defend, yet it doesn't lose health; the fighting is truly hopeless.

Faced with the lord's deathly footsteps, Crystal did not continue to attack, but gritted her teeth and answered his question.

The implication was clear: she didn't believe in any savior, but she was quite certain that the lord had ill intentions.

“You’re right, I’m not… I just realized my place, or rather, our place, much earlier.”

The lord made no attempt to hide his admission, while also making a pointed remark.

"Don't even think about it!"

Crystal was naturally aware of the marking, and instantly declared that she would never let him succeed.

"really?"

My steps finally paused for a moment, but at that moment the brightness in front of me soared.

The strange electric sparks that had appeared earlier had suddenly spread all over the lord's body, as if he had gained an extra layer of electric armor.

However, just like the blood from before, it was stained with some dark gray, making it look particularly unique.

"real--"

Unfortunately, too few people were in the mood to appreciate it. Faced with this rather shocking new design, a huge creature roared and pounced.

But the original Ashbringer, which had been lying there and hadn't had time to bring along when Crystal dodged, had completely lost its human form.

It swelled to at least ten times its original size, its twisted body lying on the ground like a wild beast. However, from its torn and bloodied back, even more strange arms grew, which hugged the lord in a bizarre posture.

If invincibility is activated, should we use a throw to trap them? It has to be said that although the situation is dire, it seems to be a reasonable strategy.

Especially for characters who have been marked, such close contact is no longer a problem.

In short, the smooth handling of the situation almost made one suspect that being carried over earlier was just a pretense.

Although Fu was very certain that Holler was indeed badly injured just now, he was only relying on the same kind of strength as the main characters.

It just doesn't look like it will last much longer.

The electric armor on the lord was already surging with fury at that moment, tearing apart everything that offended it.