Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2576 A Failed Execution

The newborn creator, the weaver of wisdom, and frankly, as a researcher who has found the ultimate answer, has gradually demonstrated the power befitting this title.

Unfortunately, in Fu Qian's opinion, compared to the thinkers he encountered here during Deep Learning II, the level of the Creator of Wisdom's thinking is still far inferior.

It's like burning a zither and boiling a crane; every single item is being interpreted in the most vulgar way.

His performance, which was somewhat in line with his second-rate behavior of hiding behind the door and not daring to look at his colleagues, was rather fitting.

In short, it's too mediocre.

Otherwise, how could one make such a vulgar guess that one is sitting here to lull him into a false sense of security, waiting for an opportunity to strike at the root of the problem and completely eliminate the current threat?

And for him, understanding the story about Ah Fei was even more difficult.

"are you serious?"

Seeing that Fu Qian really wasn't interested in the grand topic they were discussing, and instead focused his attention on the two crickets, the creator of the wisdom looked incredulous.

"To be honest, I don't see any chance of him winning. Their madness is just not the same."

That's true.

While the conclusions may differ, this analysis still warrants acceptance.

The madness of the real and fake Ah Fei is certainly different.

My tool person is someone who has accumulated experience over time and finally reached their limit.

At this moment, his thoughts were fragmented, like a garbage dump after a typhoon, chaotic beyond measure, to the point that he could only barely participate in the fight by relying on his sword.

As for his opponents, it wouldn't be wrong to call them crazy; they also showed no concern for their own safety, with their only goal being to slaughter their opponents.

But as mentioned earlier, that kind of madness is more like a reflection of inner demons and afflictions, lacking a certain earthy quality; to put it simply, it's like the legendary calm madness.

Not to mention the Sword Saint's face that was revealed earlier.

Fu Qian certainly didn't think it was just a pure coincidence; he was more inclined to believe that it was a direct manifestation of the so-called "divine swordsmanship."

It is the absolute correctness on the path of swordsmanship, to the point that it resonates with the pinnacle.

Such a character would undoubtedly not reveal any flaws, giving Ah Fei an opportunity to exploit.

So much so that, when the ranks are equal, it seems that only a slow death awaits the latter—which is actually not slow at all.

Roar--

With another mournful cry, this time it wasn't just another wound on his body.

The only hand that could still wield the sword was neatly severed, and the greatsword crashed to the ground with a thud.

The most direct impact of this was that my body suddenly became blurry at that moment.

In contrast, the opponent's figure became clearer at the same time, and Fu Qian saw that Sword Saint's face once again.

Before taking the photos, I made sure that the angle was correct and that it was the view from my current perspective.

Just as mentioned before, as the "absolutely correct one" gains the upper hand, he is gradually becoming real, while the original Ah Fei is gradually turning into a shadow.

Furthermore, with the helper Afei losing an arm and falling to the ground, most importantly, he severed his connection with the giant sword that originally housed his soul, leaving him completely "lost and confused."

Faced with such an opponent, Sword Saint Afei even behaved similarly to another King of Abandoned Prison, gazing at him quietly without rushing to kill him.

If you won't kill, then I won't kill. This reaction can be said to confirm the speculation of inner demons being reflected, rather than being directed by the Creator. Of course, the latter is obviously not in a hurry. On the one hand, the truth and falsehood have been distinguished, and the mistake has been "corrected".

On the other hand, don't forget that this is a fragile balance, which can be broken by the slightest fluctuation.

And judging from the contorted expression on the face of the person who fell to the ground, even in this situation, the madness was far from over.

Wait a minute, why can you still "see" the face even when it's contorted?
……

The situation seems to contradict the previous conclusion.

Fu Qian stated that while the Sword Saint Afei was transforming into human form, the tool Afei was transforming into a shadow, which was one thing, but he seemed to still be able to clearly observe the latter's madness.

Seeing both sides at the same time? It's an absolutely revolutionary discovery—actually, it's not that exaggerated, it's extraordinary perception.

That's right, not being able to see is one thing, but the tool-like Afei's reactions are obtained through perception.

Although this raises a more startling question: Has the supernatural senses returned?
Even though the burial scroll wasn't used, why? — Because the balance between himself and the True King of Abandoned Prison was being broken.

Yes, not only did I draw a conclusion instantly, but I even guessed the reason just before making the payment.

As a blasphemous freak within the transcendental map, he is the mechanical king of the abandoned prison, naturally lacking transcendental perception.

So, shouldn't the absolutely correct "True King of Abandoned Prisons" correct this flaw?
Although such changes meant that he was more affected and the interactions became more intense, he was able to share in the extraordinary perceptions of a god.

The Creator is right; some things cannot coexist peacefully, and that tipping point is rapidly approaching.

Even the shadow in that spot not far away remained sitting quietly.

Furthermore, with the help of that sliver of extraordinary perception, it seems that one can also see more details about "He".

It has to be said that it is even more inhuman.

Compared to the Sword Saint Afei who has a different face, this one doesn't even have a face.

Even further down, there are no other parts.

He sat there like a rough-looking mummy whose contents had just been removed.

Yet, it is precisely in this form that the King of Abandoned Prisons is perfectly embodied—a strange, mysterious, and sublime being.

Of course, now doesn't seem like the time to appreciate that—hoo!

With another frantic roar, Afei, who seemed to have completely lost his mind, appeared to be struggling to stand up.

Even so, he doesn't seem to pose any threat anymore, but that's not the point.

With this action, the brief peace between Sword Saint Afei and him was instantly shattered. The former leaped high into the air and launched an attack, much like the scene at the beginning when he descended from the sky to execute the Creator.

Logically speaking, there's no need to make it so extravagant. Perhaps this can be considered a kind of karmic force vortex mentioned earlier?
It seemed to be Ah Fei's last ripple. Fu Qian didn't waste any time, making the most of his time to summarize his gains, but still showed no intention of making a move.

"you--"

The incredible statement about the Creator was expressed in just one word before abruptly ending.

when--

But then another crisp collision was heard, and Ah Fei's body, which was unbearable to look at, actually struck a pose with an astonishing aura.

Not only did it regain its human standing posture, but one of its severed arms was even raised diagonally upwards, as if holding up a long sword in the void, casually blocking the execution that was about to fall from the sky.

(End of this chapter)