Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 910: Chapter 908: Rotten Flesh (End) Chapter 910: Chapter 908: Rotten Flesh (End) “Good indeed, good indeed.”

Fu Qian, watching Ah Wei turning translucent and obscure from hand to foot, unable to relate to himself anymore, let out a muted sigh from his chest and slightly bowed as a sign of respect.

With only half of his left arm remaining, he twisted his arm at a strange angle to reach into the severed neck, pulling out a head with blurred features, and casually made the sign of the cross.

Normally, he would let the head grow back on its own.

But this time, the consumption had been a bit too great, so he switched to manual mode instead.

“Fate and reincarnation, cause and effect, karma, I wish you an expedited revelation at Unseen Hillock, to achieve true fruition, so my efforts to enlighten you would not be in vain.”

“Who are you, after all…”

A faint thought appeared in his mind, clearly from Brother Ah Wei, who was nearly reduced to a silhouette.

“Foolish child!”

Fu Qian sighed heavily, hands clasped behind him as he looked up to the sky.

“I am Andiel, once a challenger of causality…”

He did not finish his sentence because Brother Ah Wei’s traces had completely vanished.

Almost at the same time, the thick stench of decay also disappeared without a trace.

Sensing this change, Fu Qian surveyed his surroundings, very much confirming that the death boundary, once unassailable, was no longer there, leaving only a scene of devastation.

Not very lively, it seemed.

Clutching the ring that could invoke a Pseudo-Divine Being, ready to be activated at any moment, Fu Qian breathed a sigh of relief at the scene before him.

What he had just done was quite simple. He was facing an existence that was almost a Divine Envoy, even favored by Divine Beings and immune to death. For the first time, he had tested out a reward from his last mission, called the ring of “Ashen Grant.”

He did not let the worms take him away because he believed there was still a chance to send the other off.

Indeed, the status of Unseen Hillock proved to be very high, the blessing known as Secluded and Deep pierced through the death boundary, and liberated the Death God’s tool-worm.

According to the Ashen Grant’s instruction, Ah Wei should have been sent to Unseen Hillock by now, entering a state similar to that of the natives, never to escape again.

As for the Clown’s garish appearance and exaggerations during the process, the motive was simple — Fu Qian thought since he was going anyway, it wouldn’t hurt to send his regards to friends on the other side.

It was uncertain in what state Brother Ah Wei would be reborn on Unseen Hillock, but clearly, he would have a lasting impression of being sent there by a mad Clown named Andiel.

This piece of information, once known by Akasha and the others, might be interpreted as a successful case, especially since they weren’t completely sure whether he was truly an outsider.

Even false hope can effectively increase a sense of well-being.

…

Meanwhile, considering the favor Ah Wei had received, Fu Qian had to consider the possibility of Deity’s wrath after liberating him, so he had made preparations as a precaution.

After all, should a Deity descend, his pitiful SAN Points would surely take another hit.

However, as it turned out, the legendary Death God did not respond at all; all remained tranquil.

These Divine Beings, recruiting tool-persons everywhere, didn’t seem to be in good condition…

Fu Qian reflected on his previous encounters and quietly came to a conclusion.

While summarizing, Fu Qian didn’t delay, first canceling the effect of Ashen Grant, then stepping to the side, surveying his mission target.

Amongst the carnage, Jiang En leaned silently in his chair, unconscious but with a seemingly normal complexion.

For the most part, Ah Wei’s protection had shielded him from the effects of the death boundary, and to avoid disrupting the ritual with mission completion, Fu Qian had intentionally avoided him; otherwise, Jiang En wouldn’t have remained so intact.

However, near the end, Ah Wei’s connection to this world rapidly weakened, and theoretically, the protection should have diminished as well. And from that moment until the death boundary disappeared, there had been a bit of time.

Theoretically, the exposed Jiang En shouldn’t look so well if not for expiring entirely…

Did the fading Vitality need a recipient?

Contemplating this unreasonable detail, Fu Qian revisited the final process in his memory and thought of a possible answer.

During the process of Ah Wei receiving the Secluded and Deep blessing, it seemed his own life also slowed in fading.

He hadn’t delved deeper at the time, but now he wondered if, within the death boundary, the Vitality lost due to decay had to go somewhere?

Simply put, the life fading only occurred when Ah Wei was present, just as waterfalls can only exist where there’s a drop.

There was a sense of balance between life and death… The form of the Death Overlord’s sovereignty was indeed thought-provoking.

As he pondered, the Return Edict had already been activated, and the grotesque struggle of flesh and blood once again manifested on Jiang En.

And this time, without Brother Ah Wei, they quickly succumbed to the Purification Mantra.

“Great Fortune… Ming King?”

On his last breath, “Brother Jiang En” finally woke up and upon seeing the figure standing before him, he asked in disbelief.

The surprise was understandable to Fu Qian.

To ensure consistency and achieve the best effect of the transfer, Fu Qian had shaped his face into the mask’s likeness after removing the mask.

Waking up to such a face right away was sure to have a psychological impact.

“Originally, there was nothing, what dust could there be?”

Facing Jiang En who doubted his life, Fu Qian looked dignified, his voice clear, as if ready to ascend.

“To let go of obsessions is itself an obsession. In ferrying others this time, I truly ferry myself. How delightful, how delightful.”

[Current mission completed, containment of 3-0009 successful]

Before the words had faded, the mission completion alert sounded by his ear.

This meant that the “True Self” that Jiang En brought forth under the Return Edict had been crushed, and Fu Qian had thoroughly broken the man’s chance for transcendence.

This fallen genius had lost the possibility of advancement through his prior rites.

And it was likely forever.

Still, it was better than dying, wasn’t it?

Fu Qian felt no guilt whatsoever, and of course, he didn’t need Jiang En’s gratitude.

Besides, as he saw it, while the rites were no longer viable, this didn’t necessarily mean Jiang En had lost all possibility of advancement—Divine Beings’ vows aren’t so easily annulled.

At this moment, he might already be one of the tool-persons, it’s just that he hadn’t provided any contribution during the regularization process.

The Jiang Family might well welcome a new type of genius who rules effortlessly, occasionally leveling up.

Of course, he now also had a reference for observing the Death Overlord.

Not to mention, Chief Yuan, unknowingly, had sidestepped a hassle.

It seemed like everyone was pleased, no wonder they say harmony brings wealth.

Amidst his contemplation, the scene shifted and Fu Qian returned to the familiar warehouse.

…

“How did this place turn into this? Where is that guy?”

Meanwhile, in the main hall, Jiang Chengqing and his group, having rushed in after the death boundary was lifted, were staring blankly at the deep pit on the ground.

Eh…

And faced with this question, the seated Jiang En looked bewildered and slowly shook his head.