Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2592: Chapter 2587: Rom’s Opportunity

Indeed, it’s Lord Rom. With only seven cuts, a certain critical point seems to have been reached.

If one spent this effort chasing the Tyrant, it’s hard to imagine how much would be achieved.

In the blink of an eye, we witnessed the process from bud to full bloom.

Even faced with the sky covered in blood marks, Fu Qian did not forget to praise the opponent.

This is indeed the strategy, not wasting a single bit of energy.

Even at such a moment, Lord Rom never lost his sanity, not even gambling, maximizing the use of all available cards.

For example, He is really familiar with this place, and also familiar with the weaknesses of the Administrator...

[SAN Points decrease by 1]

Even though he precisely dodged the spread of crystals, at that moment, Fu Qian still heard a new prompt.

Clearly, it’s not just the issue of linking into a network that restricts action.

As the seventh cut fell, that special attack power against the Administrator’s SAN Points had completely transformed into the fundamental attribute of this place, unavoidable.

It must be noted that compared to native Transcendents, outsiders theoretically have one extra Instant Death Bar regardless of ranking.

And knowing this, Rom seemed to have calculated it in advance.

An Abandonment King in perfect condition? Superior in combat power? Known for having a thick Blood Bar?

I not only hide so you can’t hit me, but here there’s an entire map with an unavoidable, relentless Instant Death ultimate being charged.

And you are already engrossed, with nowhere to hide due to the script’s constraints.

...

Indeed, one must not underestimate any veteran.

Proficiently bringing in the opponent, Fu Qian did not beautify his predicament.

The threat to SAN Points is genuine. Although he was curious in the past, he has no intention to test what really running out looks like now.

What was initially an enjoyable game of overpowering the weak, suddenly turned into a scenario with the scent of a deadlock.

Such planning is truly impressive.

One should know, Lord Rom’s consistent performance has been perceived as not favoring direct confrontation.

Not to mention when in a shocking state, even in perfect condition, he probably wouldn’t want to trade blows with the Tyrant.

In the end, in such an unfavorable situation of being forced into a cage for close combat, he still operated his resources precisely, finding the point of victory.

Even with more brainstorming, a conspiracy theory wouldn’t be far-fetched—

This main stage of SAN Points special attack requires a residual body for possession, an Abandonment King without Extraordinary Perception swallowing Cursed Flesh...

With these many elements combined, the whole story could reverse in a single stroke, seeing Lord Rom setting the trap with his own body to completely annihilate the toughest opponent, even striving for a physically strong body as a byproduct.

After all, ask yourself, apart from having one more Instant Death Bar than the outsiders, in such a state, He can hardly defeat anyone else?

The opponent even voluntarily came to this place, the only venue that can target this point.

It’s practically the legendary ”everything is for the best.”

[SAN Points decrease by 1]

In the midst of admiration, the prompts kept ringing.

The speed of crystal spread is evidently becoming unavoidable.

Including the research institution beneath his feet, which is being annihilated in large swathes, exposing the embedded whale within.

Fu Qian naturally would not waste the opportunity, turned to look, and for the first time saw the full picture clearly.

Indeed, it’s divided into two ends, one of flesh and one of bone.

And at this moment, that massive body is surrounded by blood-colored crystal marks again and again.

At first glance, they resemble countless wounds, yet also excessively vivid feathers—for instance, this.

At a certain moment, Fu Qian looked down, holding up a palm-sized statue.

Four different arms, an elegant face... most importantly, wearing a cloak of bright red feathers.

No doubt, it’s the Fool Idol.

...

Whales generally don’t grow feathers.

When speculating about the relationship between whales and Lord Fool earlier, this seemed slightly off to Fu Qian.

Certainly, for a Superior Being, external appearance is rather arbitrary, and doesn’t explain much.

However, whether it’s the reward in his hand or the containment object corresponding to the All Fools’ Day mission, both have very distinct red feather elements, making it feel representative for Lord Fool.

Until the sight now before him, it’s making one feel that whales growing feathers might not look bad, thus deciding to bring out the Fool Idol.

As for where it came from, naturally, the warehouse.

Many things have both pros and cons.

The seamless docking between Engraving Wisdom and the warehouse may make this scene seem inescapable, but looking on the bright side, it’s much more convenient to retrieve items from there, isn’t it?

So this item wasn’t even brought back earlier, but directly retrieved again after seeing the whale’s ”feathers.”

And at this moment, by comparison, proving once again the importance of imagination.

Though completely different, even describing them as similar is barely accurate.

However, placed together at that moment, there is an inexplicable sense of harmony.

Of course, saying this is rather abstract, difficult to convince.

So at that moment, Fu Qian chose to directly place the Fool Idol on a piece of crystal before him, inserting it right into the crystal of the ”First Cut” on the whale’s eye socket.

The result was almost immediate, a certain special movement occurred.

...

Oh?

The thought of trying with the Fool Idol actually came even earlier than seeing the whale’s complete body.

Occupying the central position on the warehouse long table for quite some time, this item is largely prepared for the concept of Fool.

Now upon discovering traces, even suspiciously related to Doomsday, how could it be let go?

Compared to seeking a hiding place, observing warehouse reactions, having this item available can be said to be the greatest significance of a seamless storyline to the warehouse.

And now it seems indeed not disappointing, Fu Qian has already heard what that commotion is—the Doomsday Melody.

The palm-sized figure didn’t come alive to rampage, it still sat motionless on the thin layer of crystal.

Yet at that moment, a special resonance seemed to echo between the statue and the whale through the crystal as a bridge.

So is it really Lord Fool? Sealing the Transcendent’s end in this manner?

That would certainly be an honor.

Not hoping for extravagant information from the Fool Idol, this kind of evolution akin to triggering background music already means a lot to Fu Qian.

And if it’s truly a storyline with such a sacrificial spirit, as someone who once impersonated the Fool figure, he expresses that it is indeed a privilege.

Though someone thinks otherwise—Crunch!

Where the Fool Idol was placed, the next moment was pierced by a new crystal mark.

After persistently holding back since cutting the seventh time, facing a mere singing little figurine, Lord Rom decisively struck.

Very well, everything before that pales in comparison to this powerful acknowledgment.