Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2565 Instigating Rebellion
Is this... a sudden enlightenment after going blind?
The Sun Apostle, who should have launched a furious counterattack by all accounts, was actually praising the hunter who destroyed his eyes at that moment, a truly astonishing contrast.

Although I had heard of similar plots before.

The fact that one's powers were destroyed led to enlightenment, and the inability to see oneself led to a clearer understanding of oneself—these are all classic plot twists.

"Letting go is for the sake of truly picking up... You did a very good job, and I should thank you."

The high praise continued, and the Sun Apostle even began to interpret Afei's behavior.

Even from the perspective of the payment process, the interpretation was flawless.

That's right, letting go is for the sake of truly picking up again... Ah Fei's inconsistent results just now can't be explained simply by fighting hard.

While covered in wounds, letting out a couple of roars and then instantly killing the Demon King with a single strike—that's certainly thrilling enough, but a true swordsman should never try to emulate it.

To excel at anything, you need a professional methodology.

If you can win simply by giving it your all, why bother with the extra action of throwing your sword on the ground?

Therefore, Fu Qian's view is consistent with that of the Sun Apostle: Afei deliberately dropped it on the ground.

It wasn't that he couldn't hold on, but rather that he realized he had never truly "grasped" the sword.

The process of picking up the sword again is a process of correction.

In short, Afei firmly believed that his sword was not without its merits; he just didn't know how to use it properly.

And he truly completed his spiritual practice in this way, navigating between life and death.

As a competitor who is proficient in "body and sword as one", Fu Qian can easily empathize with this.

It's quite astonishing that an apostle of the sun, who clearly follows a religious path, could have such feelings.

Although the person in question did not appear to receive this praise.

Amidst his heavy breathing, Afei's eyes were completely vacant, as if his body was awake but he was asleep.

"Hehe, that's it... Go and recognize your true self."

The Sun Apostle not only didn't seem to mind, but was even quite pleased.

Ok……

After whispering a few words of advice, he finally turned to face Fu Qian.

Although nothing could be seen in theory, Fu Qian said he still felt a similar provocative emotion even without saying a word.

Within this posture, a dazzling array of colors, too brilliant to describe, had spread from the palm of the Sun Apostle.

It enveloped the surroundings and kept Fuqian out.

……

Is it really that blatant?

Although he didn't say anything, everything was understood without words. Fu Qian indicated that he didn't find the meaning behind the changes difficult to grasp.

Having suffered a devastating blow, the Sun Apostle is taking advantage of a brief respite to try and turn the Hunters against him.

In order to avoid interference, they even set up a barrier using special methods.

Honestly, these are all common sense. If it's obvious at a glance, there's not much dissatisfaction before payment.

What surprised him was the color of the barrier—Is Lord Radiant Rainbow no longer pretending?

Color guards this place, color imprisons this place.

This was a description that appeared in a mission called Prism.

In subsequent interactions, that person repeatedly displayed similar tactics, to the point that Fu Qian regarded it as a distinctive feature.

So, given that he was suspected of being recognized earlier, is he simply no longer trying to conceal his identity?

It makes sense logically, and what they did was even deceitful and fraudulent, but it still feels a bit too unrestrained...

In this situation, Fu Qian didn't force a conversation. To avoid startling anyone, he only extended one finger to touch that vibrant beauty—

It's not just a visual effect; it's a genuine rejection of oneself.

Even so, a conclusion was reached quickly.

It's not as simple and crude as "The King of the Abandoned Prison is forbidden to enter," but rather something like "Such a powerful person is not allowed to exist here."

In just a moment, it seemed as if a curse was growing on the finger that was touched.

In contrast, the two relatively weaker individuals inside the barrier appear to be receiving therapeutic benefits.

The wounds on the Sun Apostle weren't too obvious yet, but in the dazed state of Afei, they were visibly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The only downside is that the curse that spreads throughout the body hasn't shown any obvious effects yet, making one wonder if he can still wake up—phew!

As if sensing Fu Qian's comment, A Fei's heavy breathing suddenly became long and drawn out, and then he slowly opened his eyes and stared in this direction.

Although her gaze was still unfocused.

……

They seem very efficient; have they "recognized their true selves"?

The hunter woke up so quickly that even Fu Qian was amazed.

After all, a rough calculation shows that the shield takes less than ten seconds to deploy, almost as fast as blinking an eye.

Is it possible that the blink of an eye means there's almost no intermediate process?

While giving the metaphor, Fu Qian already had a vague idea of ​​an explanation in mind.

The wisdom of etching is simply that no matter how much time passes in the middle, it always returns to the original point when it ends.
A dream within a dream, depth four?
Was this person's situation just now similar to starting another game within the current spacetime anomaly? Does Lord Radiant Rainbow even know this?
Amazed by a certain conjecture he had come up with, Fu Qian didn't even rush to talk to A Fei about it.

"Aren't you a researcher here?"

Unfortunately, the latter was very proactive, and the next moment he stared at Fu Qian, pointing straight to the point.

……

That's really true, but it doesn't seem like this is about recognizing someone else's true self, right?

After some enlightenment, Afei's remarks were surprisingly sharp, directly questioning the receptionist's background.

So much so that, in addition to complaining, Fu Qian became even more curious about what he had just experienced.

"No, but they are indeed researchers."

Besides, he had made many contributions along the way, so Fu Qian did not give the hunter the cold shoulder. He honestly confirmed his statement and did not forget to emphasize his identity as an intellectual.

Unfortunately, it seems that professional titles are not very interchangeable between the two research institutions. Before the words were even finished, a sharp sword tip had already arrived.

And incredibly, it seemed as if all the light was concentrated at the top point, so much so that Fu Qian stretched out his finger and gently tapped it.

hum-

Amidst the strange buzzing, one could almost feel the boundless destruction surging across the sword, causing Afei's fatal blow to fail.

Unfortunately, the tool that the King of Abandoned Prisons had chosen was not so simple.

In just a short while, Afei had become even more adept at controlling the rapier.

As the sword tip flashed and returned, one could almost sense that he was deliberately manipulating the turbulence to amplify its power.

laugh--

It didn't bounce away again. This time, Fu Qian caught it with his palm and nodded.

It has indeed increased many times over.

(End of this chapter)