Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 605: Chapter 605: Uproar (29)_1 Chapter 605: Chapter 605: Uproar (29)_1 “Bastard!”

The bloody incident that came out of nowhere left Camus completely ignoring his own safety.

Atop the Lighthouse, Veheler’s composure finally shattered.

As he raised his cane, a tangible gray expansion spread out from his body, but his figure was forced to a halt as he was restrained by some invisible attack.

At the same time, the seemingly corrosive gray was suppressed by layers of darkness.

“In this situation, let’s pretend we don’t exist,”

Cassandra’s somewhat mocking voice came through, mirroring Veheler’s earlier words.

Although she was uncertain about the newcomer’s origins, Fu Qian could still tell that they were not friends but foes of the Native Council.

Besides, the strength that this person had displayed was clearly at least at a Demigod Level.

With Chelphus concentrating on regenerating, it would soon be two against one down below.

Faced with the increasingly favorable situation, Cassandra decisively adopted Veheler’s previous strategy, stalling the opponent to prevent him from interfering.

Her actions and words at this moment undoubtedly added fuel to Veheler’s anger.

Unfortunately, his initial failure to disengage now left Veheler with no courage to turn his back to a hostile demigod.

…

The confrontation above the Lighthouse was but a minor episode for Fu Qian, who had successfully executed a Visceral Critical Strike.

As a task person who was never blindly optimistic, his first concern after dealing the visceral blow was Ariel’s reaction.

Turned out, compared to the noisy Veheler, Ariel, who was closer, not only didn’t rush to stop him but even lowered his gloved hand.

Such abnormal behavior couldn’t help but provoke certain suspicions—had his “objective” already been achieved?

Amidst such conjecture, Fu Qian expressionlessly fixated on the wound he had created.

Mythical Form, an upgraded Visceral Critical Strike, Punishment, Graceful Release—four effects combined to inflict genuine damage on a divine being.

However, almost instantly, flesh near the wound began to squirm with dense, pink buds, interweaving as they attempted to close the wound.

This terrifying regenerative power made one doubt the origin of the previous scar.

Besides, that wasn’t the point; the focus was on the flesh trying to regenerate, which seemed to rapidly shift between several forms.

A giant mouth, scales, amorphous lumps of flesh, and now this—varying sized compound eyes stacked upon each other?

At this moment, the cacophony in the air swiftly tipped to one side, turning into very clear shouting—Rom.

Hamadus’s noise decayed like a waterfall, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

And as the noise entirely ceased, the cacophony abruptly ended.

The shift from extreme chaos to extreme stillness brought an ultimate contrast of tranquility to the surroundings.

Meanwhile, the wound he had torn open was now replaced with a mass of compound eyes that ceased transforming.

The next moment, that honeycomb-like cluster of eyes trembled slightly, looking his way in unison.

[SAN points decreased by 5]

[Containment failure, current SAN points 58]

Two prompts sounded one after another.

Had it already been accomplished?

The being “watching” him, had it become the God of Hubbub known as Rom?

It seems not quite right to say so; He should be both Rom and Hamadus, otherwise his mission would have been directly completed.

Yet the truth is, this abrupt cessation of noise directly resulted in his mission failure.

Even Transcendence couldn’t be utilized in time.

There was no regret for what could have been, Fu Qian lifted his head and glanced at the dense crowd on the shore.

The commotion had subsided, but these revelers had not returned to normal.

From this angle, there was almost no change in everyone’s movements; they still stood there stiffly, watching the divine beings in the sea.

The next moment, surrounded by the luxurious onlookers of gods, Divine Envoys, and three demigods, Fu Qian snapped his fingers, crushing the two talismans he had prepared in his hand.

A dazzling light burst forth from him, scattering the shadows around him.

The intensity of the light was in no way inferior to that of Ariel’s.

Indeed, it was an amplifying effect!

In reflection, the scene shifted, and the familiar warehouse appeared before his eyes.

It seems I’m starting to understand who Rom is.

Sitting down in his spot, Fu Qian gently tapped his head, recalling the last glimpse that had cost him five SAN Points.

Those strange compound eyes, I had seen them before in some manuscript about evil worship.

So Rom is the object of worship for that group of people with Beastly Disease?

It’s full of the scent of conspiracy.

Poor God of Hubbub, Hamadus, it’s definitely more complicated than just being forced to change a name; that last shifting form was clearly influenced by self-recognition.

The essence of this hunt by the Native Council was to take advantage of the God of Hubbub’s compromised state and forcibly twist his self-recognition to create “Rom” from him.

So the question arises, if Rom is likely a divine being himself, why would he treat a peer in such a way?

Though Hamadus was not in the best condition, his core power concept remained—that was Rom’s goal!

Fu Qian quickly thought of a possibility.

Mythologies of various civilizations are basically similar, almost always about the struggle for sovereignty and power.

It seems the only concept that would interest the divine beings is that of authority.

Additionally, the sudden outbreak of Beastly Disease among Rom’s followers, drawing the attention of numerous Night Watchmen, must not be a coincidence.

Indeed, it was a plot carried out in tacit understanding; it’s just that I don’t know how the people of the Native Council made contact with this divine being, and what benefits they will gain from it.

These are probably only questions that the mysterious Ya Yu can answer; Ariel is unlikely to have the answers.

Fu Qian shook his head and looked up at the illusory images swirling in the warehouse, which seemed to be a tide filled with chaotic whirlpools.

In fact, even before the operation began, I didn’t think the likelihood of success was very high.

Ariel and the others had obviously been planning for a long time, while I hardly had any information and could only test bit by bit.

Under these circumstances, to eliminate a divine being, especially with a time constraint, undoubtedly requires extreme control.

So theoretically, the best option would be not even to jump in and intervene.

With a considerable amount of information already obtained, it would be more rational to start over with Transcendence and arrange everything in a more logical way to minimize unnecessary SAN Point consumption.

But that’s just in theory.

Sometimes the ability to redo can prevent one from reaching the limit.

There’s a saying, “Play each game as if it were your last, and then don’t be afraid to lose.”

As for why I used Decree Residue to flash out at the end, the reason is simple.

On one hand, it was to confirm the effects of the talisman, since it’s worth using if it’s free and it can’t be taken out anyway.

On the other hand, Fu Qian wanted to look for the demigod Ya Yu.

Theoretically, he should have been lurking around, but I couldn’t detect the slightest trace of him.

Unfortunately, the reality proved that even under such an AOE effect, he still did not show himself.