Eldritch Horror Theatre

”Blasphemy, what a good name!”

Fu Qian’s tone sounded as if he were drinking at a centenary banquet.

”It fits your ability perfectly, or should I say, your authority?”

”Truly worthy of an existence in the Deity realm. Even as a mere reflected phantom, your first thought is how to perpetuate yourself.”

Seeing the Marr Brothers standing there blankly, Fu Qian clicked his tongue.

”What they see must be different from what I see, right?”

”You seem to have become overly cautious because of certain encounters. Do you not even dare to believe in your own self?”

The figure opposite him had relaxed its facial features. After listening quietly, it let out a sigh full of pity.

”Are you trying to say you’re me? Then I have a question. What just appeared in my head?”

”Tell me.”Tapping his temple, Fu Qian asked straightforwardly.

The entity opposite him responded with an equally straightforward silence.

”The answer to every critical question just makes me rely on Overthinking. It looks like you’re absolutely not interfering, letting me arrive at the most correct answer myself. But the truth is, you can’t see it at all, can you?”

”Of course, the real you might be able to do it, but unfortunately, what’s in front of me is merely a projection.”

”You are different from the others. Your state is absolutely abnormal! And the mask on your face...”

That version of himself opposite him—or rather, the entity he should respectfully address as the Blasphemy Monarch—finally gave up its efforts in the face of the taunting power Fu Qian had tempered over the years.

”This...”

Fu Qian touched the mask on his face and once again felt deeply grateful to the Pope. If not for this thoughtful, divinely bestowed gift, a low-key, socially anxious person like him wouldn’t even know how to leave the house.

”So you can see more of those two over there? That means those in the Demigod Realm can’t resist you.”

The next moment, he let out an ”oh.”

The Blasphemy Monarch fell silent, evidently tacitly agreeing.

The reason for this deduction was quite simple. Fu Qian was not in the Demigod Realm right now.

Facing a Deity seeking revenge, coupled with the testing of such dangerous Items, how could he not have made preparations in advance?

Up to this point, he hadn’t lost a single point of SAN Value, because right at the start, ten points of SAN Value had already been spent.

The Tyrant was only the surface; the true transformation was the Pseudo-God Incarnation.

...

This entity before him was undoubtedly as divine as its name implied; it could directly blaspheme a person’s essential self.

That was almost the most fundamental pollution, the direct manifestation of the authority of blasphemy. It didn’t even require subjectively fabricating stories; cognition would naturally intertwine and blur.

This was also why it didn’t know what it had seen.

It polluted, but it didn’t know what the pollution had become.

Unfortunately for it, under the same Deity station, Fu Qian had always been able to clearly distinguish which part was his true self.

Coupled with the intensely egocentric nature of his Tyrant Form, he hadn’t been affected in the slightest from the very beginning.

Of course, the same couldn’t necessarily be said for the Marr Brothers.

Although he didn’t know what they were seeing, there was undoubtedly some entanglement between those two faces right now.

”After so many years... so this is how it is!”

The next moment, Malka’s slightly shrill voice rang out.

”So I am the real Malfoy, and you stole my fate!”

”You should have rotted in the womb long ago!”

”Idiot! Don’t make excuses for your incompetence. Besides, you’re currently on my stomach.”

Malfoy’s retort came without the slightest hesitation, his resentment almost tangible.

”Merged into one, the two of us together are the complete Blasphemy Monarch!”

”And how should I address you?”

Seeing those two arguing so heatedly, Fu Qian sighed at how brothers are like hands and feet, then turned to ask the two giant claws of dark fire.

Almost immediately, the other party had stopped its attack on him.

At this moment, with one giant claw propped against the ground, the top of the Dark Fire Cage had actually sketched out a seemingly familiar face.

Was it really that entity from the Unseen Hill who used underhanded tricks?

It seemed this entity really couldn’t escape its connection to the anomaly over there.

Combined with the fact that he had brought out the Cocoon again this time, it was definitely a case of adding new grudges to old resentments.

It was a pity it hadn’t played fair and had launched a sneak attack last time; now it could go ahead and glare all it wanted.

Fu Qian looked up casually, even nodding in greeting.

No divine punishment descended.

This great existence seemed to be in a state of high alert.

Fu Qian silently reached a conclusion.

It obviously wasn’t aimed at him.

It seemed the Blasphemy Monarch that had drilled out of the Lantern was actually quite effective.

The Rank of this face was at least no lower than his own under Pseudo-God Incarnation. Logically speaking, it should have been easy to handle, but the Blasphemy Monarch had most likely focused more of its strength on this peer.

It wasn’t strange. What the Distorted Colors reflected might just be a phantom, and this entity wasn’t much stronger either. It had clearly just barely managed to project itself over through the final ripples of that giant Cocoon to seek revenge.

If there were truly a chance, reverse-polluting a peer-level existence would definitely be much more valuable to the Blasphemy Monarch than small fry like himself.

Hm?

Right amid Fu Qian’s commentary, he heard the previously silent Blasphemy Monarch let out a sound of surprise.

Following the sound, Fu Qian looked over and spotted the location of the so close yet worlds apart barrier, where Ji Liushuang was currently standing blankly.

And the next moment, she had already taken a step forward.

Was it casting a dragnet, not even letting such small fry off?

...

Theoretically speaking, at Classmate Liushuang’s level, she shouldn’t have been able to enter the eyes of this kind of Divine Entity at all.

Not to mention that beneath the Dark Fire Cage, the Blasphemy Monarch’s influence was clearly finding it difficult to permeate outward. She shouldn’t have been able to see anything she shouldn’t see, so it wouldn’t be that easy to affect her.

But at this moment, Fu Qian had already realized why Classmate Liushuang was targeted—she had leveled up.

That sword strike which had slain Ji Ping seemed to have made her experience points soar.

That’s right, even while confronting two great evil gods, Fu Qian had still kept a slight portion of his attention on the direction of the meeting.

And what appeared to have upgraded alongside her Rank was her Lucent Sword Heart.

It was truly worthy of being the sword intent that even the Dean of the Sword Comprehension Institute marveled at; its effects were truly outstanding, instantly letting her see what she shouldn’t have seen.

...

”Take your time chatting. I’m going to check on Elder Lu.”

A wisp of peculiar impulse that appeared in her heart at a certain moment superimposed itself onto her original desire, finally breaking through a certain threshold.

Without even turning her head, Ji Liushuang pushed open the door and left, dropping a faint sentence behind.

”You all can come along, too.”

Come along?

To that battlefield where Higher Existences were clearly confronting each other?

The crowd, already somewhat fatigued from all the shock, was still startled by her actions.

The higher one’s Rank, the more they understood the dangers on the path of the Transcendent Tier.

No amount of caution could be considered excessive in the current situation, yet she still wanted to approach?

Was she that confident in her Demigod Lu?

For a time, no one responded to her.

Ji Liushuang clearly didn’t care either. After stepping out the door, she looked up at that battlefield that was both extremely distant and extremely near. A few seconds later, as if she had touched something, she took a step forward, and her entire person vanished from the spot.