Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 300: Chapter 300 Bottled Prisoner (24)_1

They arrived even faster than I imagined!

Fu Qian remained astonishingly calm in the face of the iron can that fell from the sky.

From this efficiency, it’s highly likely that the thing can sense the location of everyone in the region.

Having the whole map hack is still brutal!

And the Transcendent right in front of him must have grown even more ferocious after having just fought in the wild.

After a brief second of contemplation, Fu Qian directly picked up Yun, who was at death’s door, and used him as a shield between himself and the Sin Seeker.

...…

This move left everyone stunned.

You’re not killing him, could it be that you want to keep him as a human shield?

The Sin Seeker didn’t immediately make a move against Fu Qian; instead, they stared each other down, which somehow gave Ailina a sense of relief.

However, right after that, she felt perplexed by Fu Qian’s actions.

Doing something like this, it seemed pointless, right?

Let alone that Yun could die at any moment, the Sin Seeker likely wouldn’t care about such things.

Indeed not just her, but the chilling Sin Seeker felt the same way.

Looking at Yun, who’d been pushed to the front, it seemed to hesitate as well.

And then, jolted by the chilly aura emanating from it, the dying Swordsman Yun somewhat regained his clarity of mind.

The next moment, he slowly raised his head.

“You…”

Looking at the Sin Seeker before him, Yun’s expression turned from wooden to confused.

As if realizing something, he turned his head and his gaze instinctively shifted back and forth between the Goddess Statue and the Sin Seeker, then he murmured to himself.

“I think I understand now…”

“So this is it, I was wrong, wasn’t I?”

“The true form of Transcendence is this? Completely different from what I envisioned…hahaha!”

Yun’s expression was odd as he looked up and let out a desolate laugh.

“So, it turns out the Sin Seeker is actually——”

Crack!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, blood splattered.

Before Yun could finish speaking, the Sin Seeker cut off half of his head with a sword, decisively and without delay.

“Aren’t you a little too nervous?”

Fu Qian casually threw the corpse to the ground and looked at the Sin Seeker with a smile.

The reason why he didn’t immediately kill Yun was for this moment.

Fu Qian always had his suspicions about the Sin Seeker before him.

If his previous speculation was correct, Yun had now become a “sinner.”

Moreover, due to his own strength being of the Fourth Phase, his sensing ability exceeded that of most people, making him ideal for a close encounter to test the Sin Seeker for any abnormalities.

Swish!

A sword-whip flashed past, the Sin Seeker didn’t respond to Fu Qian’s question but made another sword strike instead.

The howling of the wind was fierce, and frost spread all around.

Fu Qian appeared to have anticipated this, effortlessly dodging the attack.

Although Yun hadn’t completed his sentence, the information already provided was sufficient.

And the most critical thing he had said was, “The true form of Transcendence is this?”

It was clear that upon closely encountering the Sin Seeker, Yun had begun to vaguely realize that his previous understanding was false and that the notion of having no attachments was merely an illusion.

Combining the changes occurring in his body and the resonance between himself, the Sin Seeker, and the statue.

He believed that the Sin Seeker before him represented the true form of Transcendence.

Crucially, he believed this was a state he could achieve himself.

This was indeed very intriguing.

Most crucially, the Sin Seeker’s reaction strongly substantiated his speculation.

Considering that after undergoing Sinflame Purification, theoretically Yun should now be a bona fide good citizen.

As a Sinflame Slayer, there was no reason whatsoever for the Sin Seeker to strike him down first.

Especially since his life was already hanging by a thread.

However, the Sin Seeker still didn’t hesitate and did just that, clearly not wanting him to say anything further.

The same went for attacking himself now.

“If you’re going to keep playing dumb, I might have to run away,” he said.

After dodging several swords, Fu Qian looked at the silent Sin Seeker and suddenly shouted.

…

The other’s movements paused slightly, then became even more violent.

“Give it up, taking me down won’t be that easy,” said Fu Qian as he dodged and shook his head.

“I just wanted to have a friendly exchange, but your attitude is really disappointing!”

“You better think this through, if I really start a marathon, running for three days and nights until this Goddess leaves won’t be a problem for me; are you sure you want to see that scenario?”

Clang!

The Silver Greatsword smashed heavily into the ground, and the Sin Seeker suddenly stood up leaning on the sword.

“What do you want to know?”

After glaring at Fu Qian for a moment, a voice finally came out.

The voice was extremely distorted and shrill, causing an indescribable sense of chaos in the ears.

Just as I thought!

Although his ears were uncomfortably stimulated, Fu Qian was exceptionally satisfied with the reaction of the person before him.

This guy was indeed different from before.

Combining what Yun hadn’t finished saying, Fu Qian suspected that this Sin Seeker in front of him was no longer the same one as before.

The one in front of him was not just an unfeeling killing machine; to a certain extent, his reactions were already very human-like.

And at this very moment, he even started to speak.

“What do I call you?” Fu Qian asked politely.

“Whatever you want.”

“Is that so!”

Fu Qian nodded thoughtfully.

“Then how about I call you ‘Sir’?”

…

After Fu Qian finished speaking, the Sin Seeker stood there, motionless.

Instead, Ailina in the corner first looked confused, then suddenly realized something.

“Is he William?”

Even though she knew she should try to avoid drawing attention at this time, Ailina’s shock was too significant, and she couldn’t help but exclaim.

“You’ll need the person in question to answer that for you,” Fu Qian said, hands behind his back, pacing around the Sin Seeker.

Just from appearances, it was indeed difficult to connect the two, as even their size didn’t match.

But previous experiences, combined with Yun’s recent description of the Mythical Form, made Fu Qian think of a term – Mythical Form.

Theoretically, Transcendents only reach the ability to transform into a Mythical Form to some extent after becoming a Demigod, and even then it’s unstable.

But if his previous speculation was correct, because of the special coexistence between the Sinners and the Goddess of Sin and Punishment, being pulled in to work in a Mythical Form through divine summoning is not impossible.

Of course, the main piece of corroborating evidence was that after being threatened by him a moment ago, this person started talking, proving he was conscious.

And after thinking it through, apart from the prisoners in this game, the only person who had undergone Sinflame Purification and was still alive was the Executor of Justice, William.

“If you don’t like the title ‘Sir’, perhaps I could call you ‘First Sinner’?”

…

“Either is fine.”

After a long silence, the Sin Seeker finally spoke again.

Although the voice was still chaotic and tormenting, it clearly acknowledged the suggestion.

“So, can you explain what’s going on here?”

Fu Qian gestured around him.

“After all, these are the people you caught; why go through the trouble of making these extra moves? Just kill them and be done with it.”