Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2230: Chapter 2225: King of Execution (15)

Too much or too little, the dispute between the true and false Ariel has come to an end, how could one foolishly continue to act as a target there?

Fu Qian has always acknowledged the Native Council’s skill in escaping, never hesitating to make use of it.

At that time, what I offered wasn’t just the Mad Fireball, but also Life Corrosion.

Just now, for ”Ariel” to achieve such a level of self-manifestation, it shouldn’t have been something that could be done with a simple projection.

In Fu Qian’s eyes, although it’s uncertain how it was done, the nature of that burlap doll almost warrants the term of the actual presence.

So while offering the momentum clash of the Mad Fireball, the real substantial action was that upon hitting, it attempted to trigger the Corrosion Seed within the target’s body.

As it turns out, it’s indeed quite life-attribute in nature, with the skill being executed successfully.

What brings even more comfort is the precedent interview program adding a mark on the hand, which appears to indeed have subtly altered some properties, as imagined.

Don’t forget that now Inspiration is my spirit, even if the Corrosion Seed is planted, the probability of using it to activate Extreme Hunger Infection is theoretically low, because it essentially ”cannot be seen.”

Essentially, the main reason for doing this is for testing, as well as the habitual precaution.

The strangely fascinating point is that just at the moment the burlap doll leapt out of sight, making its escape, a peculiar concept indeed emerged, allowing me to ”see” a trace.

And thus, the current scene emerged, directly jumping out targeting the Corrosion Seed.

This discovery is even more meaningful than merely making it easier for me to escape.

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The final ”Heavenly Punishment Sword” was certainly astonishing, but the action was clearly somewhat conservative.

In Fu Qian’s view, being hit by that strike, a body already with little vitality would struggle to endure it.

To put it simply, the attacker is likely ranked higher than the Needle Witch.

And although the Night Watchman is a gathering of prominent figures, having two near New God-level individuals in the upper echelons, both from the Thunder Element, seems improbable.

So when that strike appeared, the first thought that came to Fu Qian’s mind was that First Phase who had sparred with him from a distance alongside Lan Fyla.

But if it were truly the latter, that kind of power felt not like an all-out effort to them.

Fu Qian could think of two reasons for this: firstly, as mentioned, the Night Watchman tends to avoid destroying this place as much as possible, so they are meticulous with their strength.

Secondly, they might not be so determined to kill me, being more interested in observing my subsequent responses—even making use of them.

In fact, the absence of a second Heavenly Punishment Sword falling could vaguely prove this point.

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In this special place, I am the stranger.

The Native Council seemed to have been operating for a long time, and the Night Watchman appeared to have always been monitoring.

As for the current situation with the Native Council, it’s quite simple. After I initiated Extreme Hunger Infection, they naturally made use of their escape tactics, and we exited that place together.

But the Ariel without the Corrosion Seed continued to flee without hesitation, while I couldn’t leap again.

Regarding the situation with the Night Watchman, Fu Qian didn’t think someone like a suspected First Phase would let their assassination target escape so easily in a place they had control over.

Theoretically, if I don’t keep fleeing continuously like Ariel and the others, there’s a high chance of being locked underground soon, with the Heavenly Punishment Sword striking down.

However, I’ve been waiting on this side for a while now, and there are still no movements.

This attitude is indeed a bit subtle.

Expecting the opponent to be fools is impractical, so for Fu Qian, it is more likely that they didn’t lose track but deliberately held back.

The interesting point here is—what does the Night Watchman intend to use me for?

Fu Qian turned to observe the surroundings.

The coordinates of Ariel’s first jump were seemingly ordinary at first glance, with unremarkable furnishings and the like.

At a glance, it seems to be just another unremarkable corner of this special city, not even as spacious as the place of the interview—but it doesn’t matter, now it’s extraordinary.

In the next moment, Fu Qian stepped forward and found a seat to sit down.

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Indeed, Fu Qian continued with his previous approach, preferring stillness over movement.

Although theoretically, it seemed that I should find a way to continue tracking Ariel.

Although the upcoming task objectives appeared somewhat erratic, the warehouse likely wouldn’t assign meaningless tasks.

The fact that I was first asked to find Ariel indicates that he is related to the ”Lonely King having an offspring,” or rather has something to do with the Native Council’s plan.

Considering that there’s only been mention of the name so far without any specific information about the ”Lonely King,” this clue is even more valuable.

However, it only looks appealing.

Having just shown face in front of the Night Watchman and almost openly displaying my ill intentions, it’s hardly easy to find the Native Council now as they are likely desperately hiding.

Not to mention the high likelihood of being followed by a Night Watchman team.

Even if found, attempting to use this to do something might very well encounter interference, and effort would be needed first to handle the Night Watchman.

Lastly, it would disrupt the character setup built along the way.

Indeed, Fu Qian is quite interested in knowing what the Night Watchman wishes to utilize ”Ariel” for.

And in his view, with the solid groundwork laid before, continuing to play this character is likely more reliable than foolishly chasing someone.

This time, although the Night Watchman seemed to play a role in creating chaos, they also served as excellent tools.

After all, on one hand, they’re very powerful, and on the other, their intention has been speculated, which is also likely coming for the Lonely King.

In any case, it’s worth a brief wait.

Silently sitting, quietly, not even hurrying to repair the burn marks on his body, maintaining this stance didn’t take long before Fu Qian truly sensed an anomaly—it was snowing?

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The sky was as red as blood.

Sitting on the seat, Fu Qian could clearly see the unusual sight outside the window.

Not a typo; at that moment, everything was bathed in a layer of crimson.

The reason was simple, with large, red snowflakes descending from the sky, flickering with an entrancing hue.

But this wasn’t the only change.

In the field of view, one could even see a few people walking through as if unaware, with tones similar to the trio of white collars from earlier.

Only this time, it wasn’t limited to the neck; their faces also appeared eerily painted in a ghastly white—the White-Faced People.

This scene now looked exactly like the one I encountered in Akons, even—

Fu Qian touched his face, realizing he had become one of them.