Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2231: Chapter 2226: King of Dismemberment (16)

Dry, rough, without even looking I knew that I had become a pale face just like those outside.

It felt like being part of an organization, so does this mean I am one step closer to the Lonely King?

Of course, it’s not just a visual effect. At that moment, Fu Qian could even feel the leech, which should have disappeared along with the burnt skin, becoming more active than ever under the skin.

Not only did it rapidly swell in size, but it even spread quickly.

Indeed, more brilliance now shone upon him.

Recalling Brother Leech’s words at the time, Fu Qian sighed in his heart.

Of course, most importantly, it still proves that what I encountered in Akons at that time was indeed the Lonely King’s sharp blade—Broken.

That was the only word the pale-faced man uttered, and Fu Qian remembered it vividly.

Thinking about it now, could it be the era name of the Lonely King?

Perhaps somewhat nonsensical, but the word, in some aspects, is undoubtedly highly representative, such as bloodthirstiness and plunder.

And now it seems possible to try to connect everything—

This place really resembles Akons, and the target of this journey, the Lonely King, is precisely the ruler among them.

It’s just that it seems somewhat misnomer, the Lonely King is not lonely, and even about to gain more followers.

The pale-faced people represent the power of the Lonely King, infiltrating everywhere to plunder and slaughter.

The origin of the pale-faced people also seems to be human will that has strayed into the depths of the mind.

However, after a rigorous selection and being granted entrance, they undergo some special transformation under the Lonely King’s brilliance—just like what the Night Watchman is doing to him at this moment.

No, Fu Qian didn’t think that the sudden snowfall before him was simply because his infection had worsened.

One should be adept at finding reasons in others.

Firstly, it’s almost definitely not the Native Council, they could think of the Night Watchman watching over them as well as he could, couldn’t they?

At this moment, the situation is on the brink of spiraling out of control, so their urgent priority would be to exhaust all efforts to complete that long-planned scheme.

And how could the core of such a plan be a foreign intruder?

So what he was doing earlier was essentially creating a good atmosphere, waiting for the Night Watchman’s action.

And at such a coincidental timing, there is reason to believe that the latter played a rather active role in this change.

So what exactly did the Night Watchman do?

Fu Qian lowered his hand and, in the next moment, stood up, walked forward to open the door, and walked into the vast red snow.

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Not cold.

Clearly such a classic scene, yet it felt different falling on the body.

There was no winter chill; on the contrary, it was akin to Unity of Heaven and Man.

An embrace of some special concept, becoming inseparable from this place...

Clearly, the Night Watchman was helping him integrate into this place.

It seems that winning in the interview was just the first step, and after being allowed to step into the Lonely King’s Palace, there were step-by-step promotion programs.

Not surprising, as he had seen two examples before.

Brother Leech, the white-collar trio, although what they do varies greatly, the core of it remains entirely consistent—getting closer to the Lonely King.

Now it seems it’s his turn.

Of course, besides that, what’s more crucial is that he gave the Night Watchman an opportunity to utilize him, and that’s what they chose to do.

Behind this choice lies a wealth of information—the Night Watchman’s purpose of this trip, probably as earlier speculated, is to confirm the Lonely King’s situation.

Does this state help them find the Lonely King?

You could say it makes some sense, given that he is now closer to the Lonely King.

But from the current actions, one can still notice something fishy, which is, did the Night Watchman really have to search so arduously?

In theory, with a lair here, would it be so laborious to locate a criminal?

It even seems that they haven’t found them yet—Fu Qian noted that all the people he passed by in the snow showed no slightest sign of ”kingly presence.”

Furthermore, the pedestrians were seemingly oblivious to the snow falling on them, having no reaction at all.

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Seen it so often?

Only someone like him, newly elevated, would be curious for having little worldly experience?

Without stopping his steps, Fu Qian casually sensed his surroundings.

It’s by no means an exaggeration; first, it’s hard to say that this red snow is merely an illusion.

Though the moment it fluttered down onto the body, it miraculously turned white again, making his already pale face look even whiter.

Yet simultaneously, once it hit the ground, it indeed melted into a puddle of blood like real snow.

And the others walking in it felt nothing on their feet, neither stepping around the blood nor reveling in jumping through muddy puddles.

This easily leads one to recall the previous explanation.

But to Fu Qian, there still seem to be unreasonable aspects.

Most evidently, it’s just that there are too many people.

Throughout the walk, the population density is not even lower than he saw before.

Wouldn’t the Lonely King feel it too noisy getting so close to so many people?

Including the fact that the place walked through remains the same without finding any place fitting the description of a palace—could it be just because he changed?

A certain thought quickly popped into Fu Qian’s mind.

Rather than believing the passers-by choose to ignore, is it possible they just can’t see, just as he couldn’t before?

Only upon getting sufficiently close to the Lonely King can one see more of the world’s truth?

This would make the behavior of those in sight more easily explainable.

As well as the actions of the Night Watchman.

If there are truly so many entities close to the Lonely King, then potential disposable aids are a dime a dozen.

If he gave such a valuable opportunity, and it was used in this way, it would undoubtedly seem somewhat wasted.

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So are the Night Watchmen now using the understanding of this place’s characteristics to put in a lot of effort to send him to this state?

Though it seems the Lonely King still hasn’t shown up.

Uncertain if this is also part of their plan, but having walked this far, Fu Qian maintains his previous conclusion, that there is no one with the aura of an emperor—including himself.

That’s right, what is the limit of getting close to the Lonely King?

Could an individual purportedly beyond the reach of a First Phase Night Watchman simply be hiding that well?

Is it possible that the existence of the ”Lonely King” itself is relatively abstract, so much so that the Night Watchman not only needs someone to ”see” for them but also requires a medium for presentation?

To put it bluntly, allowing the Lonely King to descend upon oneself.

There’s too little evidence, almost purely speculation, but Fu Qian has never forgotten the risk—and opportunity—here.

Let’s not forget, his mission is also to find the Lonely King, which has a large overlap with the Night Watchman in this regard.

If the latter’s intention is genuinely this, then as the medium, he evidently would have more chances to influence the target.

Sadly, the movement seemed notably small.

The only good news is that although no grand imperial presence has been detected, he seems to have once again sensed Ariel’s position.