Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 438: Chapter 438 Eternal Clarity Mind_1

[The current task has been completed, containment of No. 1-433 successful.]

Before the torrential rain could fully take effect, Fu Qian finally heard the task completion notification in his mind.

It seemed that Rosetta, having lost the Golden Needle, was at last unable to maintain the stability of this nightmare.

So sometimes, being clueless isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

If Rosetta had been just a bit more resolute, had she made this nightmare a bit more solid, he would have probably had no choice but to kill.

At that moment, as the scenes shifted, Fu Qian found himself back in the warehouse.

[Task Evaluation: Dream Destroyer]

[The mentally collapsing Rosetta found a haven for her soul in Bee Monkey City.

The long-absent peace made her willing to endure any suffering for it.

Of course, the true cost behind it still far exceeded her imagination.

In the first half of her life, Rosetta always believed she was lucky.

Unfortunately, the gifts of fate often come with a price tag already attached.

The moment her talent was supposed to upgrade, she would have been replaced by the entity awakening within her.

Luckily, the high-order power corresponding to this talent had been completely annihilated long ago, causing the special being that awoke to die instantly, which allowed her consciousness to remain.

Oftentimes, you feel unfortunate because you don’t know that an even worse fate has been ruled out.]

[Kill: You Er]

[Rewards: SAN Points +25; Inspiration +5; Eternal Clarity Mind]

[Current SAN Points: 221, Current Inspiration: 86]

[Play event recap?]

Can it really be like this?

The content of this task summary triggered endless speculation in Fu Qian’s mind.

The Nightmare Corridor is undoubtedly a very special existence; so far, both tasks related to it start with a ‘1’ and have posed nearly fatal threats to him.

And now, the content of this recap naturally reminds him of Wen Li.

When this girl advanced to Sixth Phase, an entity named Yvette appeared, almost taking her over without a sound.

It seems now that she was not the only exception.

According to what Rosetta had previously said, her situation was the same as Bernard’s; their talents disappeared suddenly once they reached a certain point in their growth, and with the disappearance came an endless nightmare torment.

Combining this with the recap’s content, the reason for this occurrence seems to be that “the high-order power corresponding to the talent had been completely annihilated.”

Putting two and two together, it’s quite easy to deduce that the Nightmare Corridor is related to higher powers, albeit in a very peculiar state that’s almost akin to death.

This led to the beings that awoke in Rosetta and Bernard’s bodies dying just as they were about to ascend to Middle Tier and supplant their hosts.

From then on, their talents vanished, and they became entangled with the Nightmare Corridor, trapped in a painful cycle of reincarnation.

It really is weird. I wonder what the origin of this Nightmare Corridor is.

Fu Qian couldn’t help but marvel.

Now that the Golden Needle is destroyed, Rosetta was undoubtedly knocked back to square one, and he could only sympathize with her.

It must be said, discovering this was indeed a stroke of genius on You Er’s part.

As he pondered, Fu Qian quickly looked up his rewards.

The next moment, a palm-sized, glowing bell appeared in his hand.

[Name: Eternal Clarity Mind]

[Type: Special Item]

[Description: A bell made of special material with the effect of driving away the mystical. When rung, it will form a temporary miracle centered on oneself, weakening the existence of transcendent powers. The higher the tier of the target, the shorter the duration of the effect. Can only be used once every twenty-four hours.]

[Remark: Eternity is but a fool’s fancy, and even sanity is nothing but illusion.]

It wasn’t for nothing that I went through all that trouble!

After reading the description, Fu Qian almost wanted to laugh heartily.

While a bit cryptic, the ability to prohibit transcendent powers could almost be understood as an area-of-effect silence?

If that was indeed the case, Fu Qian could think of a multitude of scenarios for its use even with his eyes closed.

After all, for a profession like his that primarily focuses on melee, even if some special effects are disabled, the impact would be minimal.

It really is a perfect solution for home, travel, murder, and looting.

…

“Fu Qian, what’s that thing?”

In the living room, Qin Mingze curiously pointed to the cabinet next to him, on top of which rested a silver-white mask with even gentle facial features visible on it.

Next to him, Tan Ying and Wu Qingyu each held a game controller, thoroughly enjoying their fierce gaming battle.

Or it should be called a one-sided beating; Tan Ying clearly had a natural talent, and Wu Qingyu’s prized technique stood almost no chance against her, as she was being thoroughly trounced with a smile.

In fact, the reason Young Master Qin was idle at the moment was that he had just been thrashed.

Ever since they found out that Fu Qian was gradually moving beyond the threshold of making ends meet, Qin and Wu felt increasingly justified in dropping by to bother him.

Just today, not long after Fu Qian returned from the warehouse, the two showed up at his door.

“A mask, can’t you tell?”

Fu Qian answered lazily.

“It has a kind of sinister beauty.”

Young Master Qin murmured with sound of appreciation.

The mask he was referring to was a gift he had received from the Witch after establishing contact with her last time.

Besides concealing Transcendent aura, the thing seemed to have no other adverse effects, so Fu Qian had casually placed it at home.

“And what about this?”

After admiring it, Young Master Qin pointed to the transparent bell beside it.

“A bell, you can pick it up and try it if you like.”

Fu Qian said indifferently.

A bell…

Qin Mingze frowned slightly.

He had an eye for quality and could naturally tell that this was not some mass-produced handicraft.

He glanced at the bell and then back at the mask.

“You haven’t really switched professions to become a sorcerer, have you?”

“Would that be a problem?”

Fu Qian glanced at him.

“It’s a bit strange! However, when it comes to you, it somehow seems less difficult to accept. By the way, what happened to the mirror you moved in last time?”

Before Fu Qian could respond, Tan Ying, by his side, had already turned her head and gave him a cold glare.

Uh!

Qin Mingze instantly clammed up.

What’s more, her look toward Fu Qian afterward was quite menacing, clearly still holding a grudge over the haunted house incident.

“So I’m curious, why did you bring her along?”

Fu Qian pointed at Tan Ying.

Ever since the Haunted House incident, she hadn’t appeared for a while.

“She insisted on coming,”

sighed Qin Mingze.

“She wanted to see the degenerate lives of us shut-ins.”

“Considering she’s not too fond of you, I didn’t bother to stop her.”

“Got it.”

Fu Qian said casually, his gaze still fixed on the bell in Qin Mingze’s hand.

He had just brought it out on a whim.

Now, as Qin Mingze casually shook it, a lingering ring filled the air.

In an instant, Fu Qian sensed a change; the connection between him and the others in the room, that feeling of being called upon, was severed.

You see, it was only after ascending to Demigod Level that he had that kind of spiritual link.

This meant that this bell, named “Eternal Clarity Mind,” could not only be activated by anyone but could also render some Demigod Level effects ineffective.

The effect lasted for about eight or nine seconds.

Not very long, but that’s for a Demigod.

And in actual combat, eight or nine seconds can be used to do a lot.

Fu Qian silently assessed his spoils of war and was quite pleased with the performance.