Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 707: 705 Chapter 707: 705 “`

Hmph, mere trash with a combat power of just five!

After swallowing the shockingly shaped Dimming Pony whole, Fu Qian almost immediately felt it undergoing uncontrollable transformations.

Indescribable and bizarre forces surged unpredictably, attempting to tear open a rift in his body, making Fu Qian seem like a balloon about to burst at any moment.

Unfortunately for it, this effort was soon brutally suppressed as he marshaled all his strength.

Having done all this, Fu Qian looked at the dumbstruck Kuraki Rieko and Brother 1349 and snorted coldly.

As the power of the Dimming Pony was compressed to a mere fraction and rapidly dissolving, Fu Qian could hardly feel any resistance anymore.

However, at the same time, the sound of a horse’s neighing persistently continued in his mind, seemingly unaffected by the turmoil.

Fu Qian wasn’t surprised by this. He had known from the Statue of Sinful Goddess that such things were merely the physical manifestations of a symbolic force, not the force itself, and that destroying it wouldn’t make much difference.

The only pity was that he didn’t seem to have learned any new maneuvers or skills.

Fu Qian looked at his hands, very certain that nothing about him had changed.

He was neither tainted by any higher being, nor did he gain any new skills through “Insight.” The one behind the Dimming Pony exuded a sense of extreme caution and vigilance.

But no matter, if Insight yielded nothing, one could just pretend it did!

“You ate it?”

At this moment, Kuraki Rieko looked almost petrified, exclaiming with her mouth agape.

Even the stoic Brother 1349 seemed a tad moved.

Fu Qian’s actions had caused a shock far greater than any previous anomaly.

True to his status as a Transcendent, he went crazy at the right moment, all the while keeping an eye on everything around him.

Inwardly, Fu Qian praised himself, simultaneously recalling the shape of the Dimming Pony in his mind.

He had to admit, this time it was a bit of a challenge.

The next moment, under the gaze of the two test subjects, black and yellow stripes emerged on Fu Qian’s body and rapidly extruded hundreds, if not thousands, of spikes and tentacles.

The sturdy, orange uniform, already violently torn, completely fell apart.

In just under ten seconds, the two witnesses were confronted with a ghastly monster, long claws, and a beak, its shallow yellow form one of fierce intimidation.

This creature was so unique that at a glance, it seemed like an illusion-formed, hollow miscreation sketched by a series of skeletal frames.

Yes, although it stood on two feet, it closely resembled the Dimming Pony.

In comparison to Fu Qian’s original form, the size hadn’t increased much, just a notch taller.

“Hmph!”

Finally, Fu Qian spoke, as if revealing a miracle before mortals.

“Behold the True God, why not bow down!”

Indeed, he decided to impersonate the very being he had just devoured.

You’re all deceiving yourselves anyway, let’s see how I can join the fun.

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This weird vocal tone is really difficult to nail!

Of course, while playing the god, Fu Qian was also furiously complaining inwardly.

Mainly for the sake of stylistic harmony, when he spoke just now, he had intentionally skewed his voice towards the style that emerged in his mind, resulting in each word being uttered in a strange intonation?

Nonetheless, the hard work was worth it.

Seeing the two before him deeply questioning their reality brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to Fu Qian’s contorted face.

Considering the intensity of the shock they had received, even a poor-quality camera should retain at least 20% of the effect, right?

The thought had just crossed his mind when, the next moment, the door behind Kuraki Rieko swung open.

Fu Qian looked up and immediately saw more than one familiar face, among them were Cynthia and Gaya.

Moreover, the corridor outside the test room was now encircled by layers of guards, all of their gazes fixed on him, in a posture ready for battle.

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It was clear that the effects of this new form were pleasing.

“9527?”

At this moment, Dr. Cynthia’s professional composure once again became evident.

After swallowing hard, she finally broke the silence and asked cautiously.

“A bunch of trash!”

Fu Qian continued in the voice that he had painstakingly trained, filled with disdain.

“Not even recognizing a false creation that has stolen authority, I have to come and clean up personally.”

Stolen authority, false creation?

Cynthia, feeling belittled, repeated Fu Qian’s words, not in shame but in confusion.

“You don’t know? And you?”

Fu Qian lifted his eyes to Gaya, and with his nearly insect-like black compound eyes, made the other person’s face twitch.

“Right, you really don’t know.”

Without waiting for Gaya to reply, Fu Qian withdrew his gaze, ignoring any subsequent reaction.

He recognized this as the double he had seen at first.

And Fu Qian was quite convinced that the real Gaya was probably somewhere close by, observing his every move.

However, the shielding effect of this building did have some impact on perception.

He wondered if what he just said might slightly stimulate the nerves of the real Gaya.

“We happened upon that special entity just now, and after an initial assessment, we decided to conduct some research on it.”

Given Fu Qian’s imposing aura, Cynthia carefully explained at this time, observing the unbelievable creation before her.

She had naturally been monitoring everything in the room through various means.

At first, she didn’t pay much attention, not until the two of them started to fight crazily. Fu Qian remained unmoved, which piqued her interest.

But what happened later, with Fu Qian, was completely beyond her imagination.

In sheer shock, she ran over immediately, ordering the test to end early and the door to be opened.

While observing through the monitors, the visual impact hadn’t been so exaggerated; now, facing it in person, she felt profoundly affected.

It was too exaggerated, nothing like a human body!

Although many Transcendents were capable of transforming to a certain degree, the entity before her was not only complete in its transformation but even seemed to have a mind-bending effect when regarded.

This made her think of a concept—Mythical Form.

It was a state that only a Demigod who had acquired divinity could briefly touch upon, an existence entirely distinct from human nature.

For Transcendents of insufficient rank, merely looking at it might cause them harm.

Compared to this, the Dimming Pony, which had been tested earlier in the room, didn’t even come close to such an exaggerated effect.

And just now, 9527—no, this mysterious being mentioned the Dimming Pony as a false creation that had stolen authority?

Does it mean that He is the divine manifestation of this power?

How could He be within an ordinary test subject? Absolutely absurd!

But He had indeed swallowed the Dimming Pony a moment ago, and it seemed without any abnormality.

Even the horse’s neighing hadn’t stopped, seemingly corroborating His words.

All in all, it looks like we’ve unearthed something momentous!

“It seems you have many questions?”

As her thoughts raced, the strange voice startled Cynthia.

When she looked up, the mysterious being had already silently approached her.