Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2534 Unforgivable Sin
Not just people and morality, but everything can be used to manipulate others, provided one has enough insight.

For those facing the enemy, regardless of how fierce the attack, when the enemy chooses to turn back, a certain judgment has almost been confirmed—they are still in the state of Etched Wisdom.

It's really not easy to catch a glimpse of the place where the academy was destroyed back then.

In short, although I lack extraordinary perception, my opponent does, and I can draw a conclusion based on this.

This isn't even the only conclusion; theoretically, the operation just now carried a very high risk.

On the one hand, if the judgment is wrong, it's like setting off fireworks to send the other party off.

Aside from the Calamity Lock-on Bombing, there are virtually no other means of control for me going forward.

On the other hand, even if the judgment is correct, the wisdom of etching itself is a rather fragile state, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as delicate and easily broken.

His actions just now were increasingly brutal, and he might have torn everything apart at some point, losing this opportunity to meet with his colleagues.

That's right. For those who have dealt with this before, the wisdom of etching has never been a problem; in fact, it has brought them the joy of winning the lottery.

What's even more gratifying is that this time I touched the right spot, and my risky behavior paid off.

The target, who was being blackmailed, enthusiastically helped prove the suspicions.

All I can say is that what just happened was a test of patience. If you hadn't been determined enough to chase after them, your opponent would most likely have just run away.

Now... it seems at least we don't have to worry about compensation for losses.

Looking at the devastation, Fu Qian remarked that the maintenance costs for such ancient buildings could be outrageously expensive, not to mention that he had damaged them quite severely.

As for the ancient architecture preservationist next to him, one can only discern from the faint afterimages that his size has not shrunk at all, so much so that only a small part of his humanoid body stands there, while the rest disappears from view.

"The sin is unforgivable!"

Surprisingly, the other party responded to the friendly greeting I had just received.

……

You really dare to say that about your look?
Not only was the tone unpleasant, but the pronunciation was also very clear, giving the impression that a death sentence was handed down on you.

The warm greeting was met with this response, which made Fu Qian quite indignant.

Whether we're guilty or not doesn't really matter. We're all destined for hell anyway, do we really need you to remind us of this?
The key question is how you even had the nerve to say that.

Even if you can only see a shadow, it doesn't prevent you from sketching out the outline of the other person in front of you.

The final conclusion was that although it had the legendary angel wings, it was really not associated with holiness or anything like that in other aspects.

On the contrary, deformed, filthy, distorted... the few pieces of information captured seem to be the most direct embodiment of these words.

The long wings docked in front of a swollen body, from which stretched out withered and grotesque arms, more than two in total.

Even the outline of the wings, when observed up close, appears somewhat bizarre. Instead of being covered with tightly packed long feathers, they sway and wobble, resembling long, narrow chunks of flesh attached to them.

They can be described as the opposite of those legendary holy creatures; the word "degenerate" is truly fitting.

At this moment, this grotesque creation's giant claw, as it bared its claws, was actually delivering a stern judgment.

It's so bad that people can't help but wonder just how bad their appearance has become.

Wait a moment……

However, as a self-reflective player, Fu Qian realized the problem at one point – his fingertips?
To prevent the other party from becoming complacent after turning back, the halo was not removed after it was activated, so it is still sweeping around the area.

Of course, such a short time shouldn't have a significant impact on a player of this rank. But is it a matter of losing face rather than integrity?
Although he was already unrecognizable and covered in filth, I still couldn't stand this kind of immoral behavior.

At that moment, Fu Qian seemed to realize how pathetic he was for judging people by their appearance—tsk!

Even the changes that occurred the next moment seemed to confirm this idea.

Amidst a strange sound that resembled the clash of metal, yet defied description, Fu Qian discovered that the crimson storm enveloping the surroundings had actually changed color.

……

Is there such a thing?

If someone is forced to unleash a powerful move, dealing another heavy blow to their sanity, this is a more common development in Fuqian's view.

However, the other party completely forgot about this matter and actually seemed to be there to join rather than to cause trouble?

Since the harvesting of the remnants of the laws, there have been instances of them being crushed and broken, but this is the first time they have deteriorated on the spot.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the scarlet seemed to be mixed with gold, transforming into the legendary golden orange.

At the same time, it's not just a color change. On the one hand, I was very sure that the effect on my fingertips was still there before I applied it, and on the other hand, there were obviously some additional things inside.

It's as if new clauses have been added to the rules.

This clause is even disadvantageous to himself as a legislator.

Fu Qian reached out, trying to retrieve the lamp stand he had just dropped.

Sure enough, even though his fingers had already brushed against it, he still managed to grab nothing.

An alternative form of exile?
Because the crime was unforgivable, he was sentenced to life imprisonment?

That makes a lot of sense.

Silently drawing a conclusion, I sighed inwardly before giving it to you.

Even before I reached out, I had a vague idea just from the feeling of standing here.

How similar it is to using blood to conquer; interaction with the surroundings seems to be prohibited.

I'm just standing here out of habit; if I wanted, I could easily pass through the mold, just like the fallen angel in front of me.

But there wasn't even a chance for them to repel each other. The moment he picked up the item, the other person's deformed arm was pressed in the same spot, but there was no interaction between them.

In short, although they appear to be able to move freely, they have actually been subjected to a form of imprisonment.

As for why he was only sentenced to life imprisonment despite his unforgivable crimes?
That's why it was considered reasonable earlier.

If you can easily kill yourself without worrying about other consequences, why did the other person run away just now?
If he were to be executed, could he really keep quiet and not collapse this erroneous spacetime?
Don't forget that the other party's sole purpose in returning is to prolong their own existence. To put it bluntly, they are doing everything they can to reduce their interaction with those around them and prevent them from causing trouble.

The current approach is quite appropriate.

Of course, understanding the other party's choice is one thing, but the point is not here—in the blink of an eye, the remnants of the law deteriorate, and even more content is added to restrict oneself.

Doesn't this, to some extent, indicate that the other party, like oneself, can mobilize certain special powers?

For example, one's own "misanthropy" symbolizes the essence of false law.

And the corresponding true "core of the law," something that has only recently returned.

Is this angel truly the embodiment of justice, possessing the authority to judge?