Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2025: Chapter 2020: Chain of Suspicion

So, where is my fire?

Dark Moon, God, Dragon King, now add a Holy Infant Star.

After all, we’ve just had dealings not long ago, the chance of misrecognition is really small.

Not to mention, even though the figure hasn’t been manifested yet and it’s trying to shrink beneath the shroud of the Dark Moon, the perception shows this one clearly has a subtle connection with the Abandoned Prison.

A dignified Tyrant assassinated right at home, though the quality of the assassination team was indeed high, there should still be a reason.

And the fire that has been unseen until now—oh, it’s already been seen.

No longer minding the fragmented Dragon King, amidst the confrontation between the Holy Infant and God, Fu Qian gripped his already cut right hand, a dazzling flame surprisingly ignited from the wound and quickly spread across the whole palm.

The beautiful luster flashing by brought a full feeling of wealth and freedom, even interplaying with the Decree Residue on the body.

Indeed, Fu Qian has already canceled the effect of Frostburn.

To mislead others, especially smart ones, avoiding appearances is key.

Earlier was dragon slaying, now keeping it open would not be aesthetically pleasing.

As for why the fire suddenly disappeared and then came back?

Though the details of specific operations aren’t easy to explain, the Holy Infant Star’s level, which is clearly weaker than the Dragon King, can still participate in such high-level activities...

And when we first met, I already expressed the need to cross-check its abilities and authority...

Combining the two, it’s easy to infer names like traitor.

Something like Hamadus, a concept from God? Or is it simply a subordinate on the same Divine Road?

The shielding effect of Dark Moon somewhat still has its use; it’s not possible to confirm more for now.

But the Holy Infant turns into a guide, leading people here, and with the support of several great powers, restricts part of the Tyrant’s authority in a special way, which isn’t hard to imagine.

As for why it cannot be restricted now?

Restricting its authority in the Tyrant’s realm, with so many helpers, should still be quite an arduous task, maybe requiring continuous casting.

Yet it couldn’t help but jump out earlier, using the Dragon King’s plight.

...

Indeed, it’s not a very smart move, but it’s not to blame it either.

In the blink of an eye, golden Mad Fire enveloped the Tyrant, and Fu Qian did not deliberately restrain it into a more beautiful shape; the flesh tentacles waved and swept, graceful as a cover.

The actions of ”God” already explained everything; under its layers of magnification, some boundary was finally breached, and the collapse of consensus has begun.

Unless Dark Moon jumps out and fights with no regard for consequences, communication is futile; Superior Beings only trust their own judgment.

Will Dark Moon jump out?

Knowing it can’t even be a fake confrontation, it might require fighting until one side falls for it to be effective.

Even removing its previously understated performance, Dark Moon should not go so far as to die to prove its resolve.

And even if confident to kill the weakened self, is there confidence the remaining two won’t finish off the weakened it?

The chain of suspicion, indeed a magnificent symphony played by ”wisdom,” one that simply can’t be stopped from the start.

Therefore, the actions of the Holy Infant Star earlier were also necessary.

After all, if things truly don’t succeed, other players might be okay, but as a traitor, its end is likely miserable.

So swinging the corpse of a teammate for another smash can subdue everyone and make execution dismemberment negotiable; if unsuccessful, persistent casting also loses its meaning—and then it failed to subdue.

Fu Qian blinked, in the silent Land of Self-Abandonment, golden flames surged and enveloped everything.

...

So if the Tyrant failed, would it be this kind of scene too?

In the blink of an eye, like Purgatory, yet without a trace of damage to those buildings.

The human forms on the ground not affected by the battle, without even a hint of wailing among them, instead fear and joy are more intense due to this divine might.

And witnessing such a scene, Fu Qian thought of Jade Soul Master’s past description of the Fire of Madness.

To this day, it still burns in the Land of Self-Abandonment.

Back then, the Tyrant was assassinated, contaminated, and subsequently dismembered, there should have been more than one thing that lost control.

Like the Mad Fire, like Crimson Frenzy... Fu Qian reached out to wipe at the wound, its bizarre aura, only reminiscent of the taste when swallowing a Crimson Angel in the past.

This special contamination seems to be explained by the corrosive results of ”God’s” power on the Tyrant?

This must also be why it can aid the Holy Infant Star, activating Virgin Lanina’s resurrection seed, after all, it’s similar in strength.

Though still curious, how ”God” looks so sacred and compassionate as a Superior Being, how could it possess such means, even acting as an assassin?

Unfortunately, there seems no chance for answers now; in the overwhelming golden Mad Fire, ”God’s” figure has already directly disappeared.

And because of the return of the Mad Fire, connecting more closely with the entire Abandoned Prison, Fu Qian is quite certain that Dark Moon has not activated a higher level of concealment.

It has completely left, since waiting any longer could mean inability to leave.

For earlier than that, clusters of bloodlines seemingly piercing into the Void appeared from the golden flame.

And at the center of the bloodlines, unexpectedly, is a curled transcendental form.

Holy Infant Star...

Of course, it’s not that this one courageously bursts out to face the Tyrant alone, but that the Dark Moon, which has been providing it cover, has run away.

True to behind-the-scenes players, actions are always so low-key and decisive.

As for now—tentacles waving, Fu Qian greets the opposite side.

Though the other seems rather shy, even before the greeting is finished, it is also already gone without a trace.

...

So if the Tyrant failed, it truly would be this kind of scene.

As far as the eye can see, the golden flame still covers all.

However, this time not only some Holy Infant Star disappeared, the Abandoned Prison consumed by flames too did.

Palace, ruins, living corpses... all are gone, only endless molten sand without a hint of life remains.

Appears somewhat unfriendly.

Tentacles withdrew in front, Fu Qian looked down and examined.

In just a blink, already feeling the heat, as if it could roast to a cumin flavor.

This Fire of Madness not only begins to harm the flesh, even the Tyrant cannot escape the influence.

As for the reason, it should be the same as the sudden disappearance of the Holy Infant Star before—this is no longer that night of assassination, but the Land of Self-Abandonment a thousand years later.

The flames too are no longer randomly ignited by itself earlier, but truly the uncontrolled power left after the Tyrant’s fall in history.

And right before is the twisted, cursed, ownerless Mad Fire, burning in the form of a thousand years later.

Why so certain?

Though the palace is gone, a throne once belonging to oneself is still crookedly lying in the molten sand—with someone still sitting on it.

”Thank you.”

Holding a leaf in her hand, Melia slightly nodded towards this side.