Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1197: Chapter 1195: Bamboo Stick Insects in Night Holy City (Part 3)

“What nerve are you having now—”

Fu Qian made another bizarre move, successfully causing Yuan Shan to frown again.

However, she had only asked half of her question when her face suddenly changed color, and she rapidly retreated as if electrocuted.

Yet this reflexive action was far less swift than usual.

This made Yuan Shan reconfirm an unbelievable fact—she had lost her Extraordinary Power.

That bell?

How is it possible… What kind of Extraordinary Item could achieve such an effect?

Realizing that the problem might lie in the bell in Fu Qian’s hand, Yuan Shan felt her understanding shaken.

Where did this guy get all these bizarre items from!

Most importantly, what does he want to do?

Seeing that Fu Qian did not move after ringing the bell, still standing there frowning in thought, Yuan Shan dared not question him for a moment.

She vividly remembered the chest wound from before.

Although it didn’t seem particularly targeted at her this time, this guy was always ruthless!

With her Extraordinary Power dispersed, getting hit even slightly could be worrisome… Wait, could this guy also be affected?

After all, with such a messed-up effect, if it really could selectively release, wouldn’t this guy be able to kill people as easily as eating a carrot?

In less than a second, all these thoughts flashed through Yuan Shan’s mind, and just as she was slightly relieved, her gaze suddenly went blank the next moment.

She saw an elegantly designed silver-white handgun, which had appeared in that guy’s hand at some unknown moment.

For Yuan Shan, such a thing was usually beneath her notice.

But the feeling of weakness at this moment made her experience for the first time the intimidating power of the dark muzzle.

Wait a second, what if later he disagrees with the teacher, just ringing the bell and pulling out the gun…

Her thoughts diverged further, making Yuan Shan’s scalp tingle even more, unable to imagine that scenario.

Crack!

Suddenly, a noise did indeed occur, causing Yuan Shan to reflexively leap aside, putting all her effort into hiding behind a streetlight she had already spotted.

However, it was only after her hand grabbed the streetlight pole that she realized there had been no gunfire; the sound had been entirely vocal.

And the second thing she realized, the dispelled power had returned to her body.

Instantly overflowing with a sense of security, even her displeasure was somewhat washed away.

“What the hell are you doing?”

The next moment she fiercely rolled her eyes at Fu Qian.

“Just kidding, don’t be mad.”

Fu Qian continued to sport a friendly face, nonchalantly holstering the gun.

“After all, I can’t eat all the stuff.”

So that’s it…

This explanation stunned Yuan Shan, but she quickly caught onto something—that he had intentionally demonstrated this ruse to her!

As for the purpose, it was quite simple; it was to show sincerity.

This mission was perilous, and such a method, which absolutely could be used as a trump card, could entirely be kept for his own protection at the end.

But the moment he arrived here, he openly demonstrated it to her without minding revealing his trump card.

This gesture was the most sincere expression of a communicative attitude.

With this move made, there was indeed no need to worry too much about the myriad jumbled things he carried.

Whew—

Yuan Shan let out a long sigh, her expression softened in a second.

“I have received your sincerity, rest assured, the Night Watchman is definitely not unreasonable.”

Without further ado, Yuan Shan hailed a car, and after Fu Qian got in with a bunch of miscellaneous items, she reported an address.

Indeed, as she had just stated, she chose that central area crowded with faith.

…

Chief Yuan undoubtedly still possessed the demeanor of a great leader, decisive in character.

Of course, this did not prevent her from making the wrong judgment just now.

Sitting in the car, Fu Qian looked at the rapidly passing street sceneries, feeling contemplative.

Just now, ringing the Rattle Bell and drawing his gun, showing sincerity was only a very minor aspect.

The most important thing was actually to confirm the change in his Ranking after consuming that thing.

The moment he rang the Bell, Fu Qian started timing silently.

The facts proved that the recovery speed of Extraordinary Power in his body was far faster than Chief Yuan’s panicked escape, and was very close to that of a genuine Second Order Ariel.

Back in Dunis, he had once used this method and finally succeeded in shooting him.

As for drawing the gun afterward, it was merely a mischievous trick to confuse Chief Yuan, making her subconsciously think he had not recovered yet.

And why show such a tactic so early, instead of waiting until meeting with Henry?

After all, the current situation is significantly more dangerous than before.

The problem itself is the answer.

A character likely to have very close ties with the Prism of Radiant Transformation, and who was already on guard.

If he naively used Eternal Clarity Mind as his trump card later, not to mention situations like Ariel’s where Divine Beings are directly invoked, just a minor manipulation by the Prism of Radiant Transformation could likely turn him into a physical body against Extraordinary, tantamount to suicide.

So, from any perspective, using it to verify his current Ranking was the most rational application.

Not to mention there was another key issue: He knew that Eternal Clarity Mind had a twenty-four-hour usage interval, but Chief Yuan did not.

Using a one-time tactic that could jeopardize himself in exchange for a lasting deterrence, even a tendency to take sides, seemed very worthwhile.

…

“We’ve arrived.”

In the midst of his thoughts, Chief Yuan was already reminding him to get out of the car.

Fu Qian looked outside and, true enough to the teacher-apprentice relationship, it was indeed the church where Old Master Henry had previously stayed.

“So, your teacher is a devout believer of this church?”

Getting out of the car, Fu Qian surveyed the grand architecture in front of him.

“Not just this one…”

Slightly embarrassed by the question, Yuan Shan muttered quietly and then led the way ahead, seemingly ashamed to explain.

“We’re in luck.”

However, in the next moment, as she noticed a figure sitting quietly in the corner, her spirits immediately lifted.

“Come with me, my teacher’s name is Henry Campbell, a Second Order Transcendent.”

Despite Fu Qian’s bizarre appearance, the devout believers under the Holy Emblem were clearly too preoccupied to pay attention to such trivial matters, and Chief Yuan did not continue to advise either, whispered a little about her teacher, then directly beckoned Fu Qian to follow.

Just like last time, Old Master Henry was still seated with a stern face, looking every part the true devout believer, disdainful of associating with the crowd under the Holy Emblem.

However, this posture changed instantaneously as Fu Qian drew nearer.

In the originally quite bright hall, the light dimmed noticeably.

At the same time, before Fu Qian approached closely, Henry had already turned his head towards them, then his gaze locked onto Fu Qian’s face.

Facing this clearly solemn scrutiny, Fu Qian responded with a smile full of sincerity, advancing fully armed.