Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2447 The Prophet is Dead (53)

It's clear that compared to Green Ballard, Awei still prefers that Andy was his real name.

At the same time, the continuous efforts made since their appearance have shown a heartwarming level of attention.

With a sigh, Fu Qian shifted his body to the side, dodging the ghost that was attacking again.

The strange fog wasn't too thick, but it had a real sense of deathly desolation. It not only blended well with the surrounding atmosphere, but even made the ghosts look like they were wandering the Grim Reaper.

Of course, it wasn't just the visual effect; Fu Qian glanced down at his clothes.

Even after perfectly avoiding the ghosts, the tiny lenses that made up the armor were no longer as bright as before, as if they were decaying—and the degree of decay was even proportional to the distance traveled.

Fu Qian was absolutely certain that it was his action of dodging the ghost that caused him to lose a small amount of health.

"Death limit?"

Memories of the past were instantly stirred up, and I casually confirmed before paying.

"It's touching that you still remember this little trick."

Awei's tone lacked emotional investment, but it was clear that she had admitted it.

As expected, it was another technique I had observed when I went to the capital. Back then, in my bloody state of conquest, I wasn't even immune to this move.

However, by casually covering such a large area, with the fog and ash extending infinitely as if to become the essential attribute of this place, Awei can be said to have once again demonstrated his control over the Unseen Hill.

Fu Qian was full of praise.

Speaking of this technique of restricting movement, I've seen it used by Akasha before.

Although it was in the form of a spider web, I had a sense of déjà vu at the time.

It now seems that, just like how the lord suddenly became unkillable, Akasha must have also received some kind of blessing from the Angel of Death.

The Joker's description of Ah-Wei's ability to manipulate things behind the scenes doesn't sound exaggerated at all.

As for the current situation, it seems that neither taking any action nor remaining still is an option.

You'll either keep losing health or get caught up by the ghosts.

Indeed, this method is far more sophisticated than simply dispersing and encircling them.

"So let me think, the real meaning of the Eternal Night Project is to let you successfully digest this treasure?"

Under the clown's gaze, Fu Qian still chose to lose health.

However, instead of rushing straight to the heart of the lake and targeting Awei in the center, they strolled along the lakeside path in a counter-clockwise direction, continuing their discussion.

……

"Is this a rhetorical question? You dare say you don't know the name Ji Feng?"

He had just finished praising the opponent's ultimate move when he was taking a bath inside.

Such disrespectful behavior is bound to make people lose their temper.

Ah-Wei finally stopped making any further moves, following Fu-qian as he adjusted the direction he was facing, while coldly retorting with a question.

With each step, the once gleaming mirror armor dimmed, and some pieces even began to peel off.

However, the other party's steps were not affected in the slightest, and even deliberately kept pace with the ghosts, to the point that it was almost like entering a sports meet.

However, the reason why Awei felt somewhat heavy-hearted was clearly not because of this abstract concept, but because of the powerful health bar it represented.

After that combo attack, Lord Andil should have had very few options, and was almost forced to make some choices.

It might seem a bit over the top, but having learned his lesson the hard way, he clearly didn't want to give this cunning guy too much room to maneuver.

Awei clearly favors the approach of using existing resource advantages to confront opponents head-on and forcefully suppress them to achieve victory, rather than resorting to underhanded tactics.

However, in the end, it still started to take a roundabout approach? Even in the literal sense.

This progress clearly felt ominous, but the formidable health bar was putting immense pressure on Awei, making her hesitant to act rashly. ...

You even know the names of your seniors? That's really impressive.

As Ah-Wei uttered something surprising, Fu-qian couldn't help but admire him.

Before this, Yuan Fang was practically the only person in the entire Weijianzhiqiu who knew this name.

At the time, they even clearly misunderstood and took it as their own name.

If it were merely about killing the prophet and extracting information, it would be difficult for Awei to say such a thing.

He must truly know more about the nature of this place.

"Of course I know, His descendants are even working for me."

Fu Qian's words were startling, finally exposing the dark side of his academic clique.

"So, with Ji Feng going this crazy, didn't you ever think about replacing him?"

As expected, Ah Wei knew a bit too much. Ignoring Fu Qian's nonsense, she directly offered a scathing critique.

"No."

However, Fu Qian shook his head and responded without the slightest hesitation.

“I even just gave Him some humanitarian care. I came here this time to see how well He is recovering.”

……

"Concern? So all His prophets have gone mad?"

The drawback of not being able to share joys and sorrows is evident once again. Ah Wei clearly doesn't believe a word of what Fu Qian said and casually cites a bloody example.

“I didn’t cause Yuan Fang’s condition; he went there on his own and ended up like that.”

Was it a personal act?
Logically speaking, there's no need to lie, so this statement sounds quite sincere.

At that moment, Fu Qian nodded slightly and casually tidied up the already quite tattered mirror armor.

"Actually, that's not quite accurate. It should be His offspring... Are you sure the person who works for you is really Ji Feng's bloodline?"

Just as Fu Qian was processing this information, Awei seemed to suddenly remember something and added an extra small detail.

"Is Yuan Fang a descendant of Ji Feng?"

Although he was suspected of making jokes to stall for time, he still made some truly surprising remarks, which even amazed Professor Fu.

Coming here for this mission was definitely worth the price of admission.

“At least when the prophet was lying there, I sensed that he had received some kind of enlightenment. You might as well find some time to investigate this further.”

In a short while, Fu Qian had already circled the lakeside for a quarter of an hour.

Seeing that he still showed no signs of collapsing, Ah-Wei finally resorted to chatting with him, explaining how he knew.

Perceiving the enlightenment and gains from the prophet... I have to say this explanation is quite reasonable and matches the previous performance.

But then—the Yuan family is actually Ji Feng's descendant?

When Yuan Fang sensed the call of the supreme will, it actually came from his own ancestor.

The situation suddenly became bizarre... Although at least Yuan Fang's strange experience now had a reason.

But then, isn't Brother Ji Feng's gene too powerful? Spanning two major clans?

Liu Shuang's lineage appears to be legitimate, with her Gray Descending Power being of such high standard, and the Life-Generating Axe also having an effect.

At that moment, Fu Qian seemed to sense the complexity of sociology.