Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 805: Chapter 803 Not It Chapter 805: Chapter 803 Not It “It seems that the disaster really did bring something interesting,”

Yasui Tokiyuki watched as the broken ice surged like waves, continuously rising from the bottom of the giant pit, showing no intention of retreating.

Fu Qian felt the same.

The next moment, a loud noise echoed, and a black shadow broke through the ice.

With frightful fangs and blood-red eyes, it was unmistakably a giant serpent.

And this was just the beginning. Accompanied by a series of earth-shattering tremors, a number of oddly shaped heads emerged one after another.

“In the legends of Ye Island, there’s a massive monster with eight heads,”

Yasui Tokiyuki commented with a tone that resembled a narrator’s.

“I didn’t expect it to actually appear with the disaster.”

These words were just to fool the ghosts.

Fu Qian of course didn’t believe that this creature had really come with the Heavenly Frost.

As a newly promoted First Phase, Yasui Tokiyuki clearly held some very special authority.

Just like his infamous reputation, and the moon under his feet.

He seemed able to define concepts out of thin air, even making them materialize.

The only difference between this creature and the moon underfoot was that it had already existed in the consensus of Ye Island, without the need to plant a seed to guide it.

Crack!

Fu Qian’s right arm extended into a whip, and with it, he sent one of the monster’s heads flying.

Sure enough, the creature didn’t even glance at Yasui Tokiyuki, but launched its attack directly at him.

And although he easily blocked this attack, Fu Qian also recognized its formidable power.

Any casual strike was at least at the Demigod Level, stronger than Chelphus, whose appearance was similar.

“Not bad, but this creature is ferocious and bloodthirsty, Mr. Darcy had better be careful,”

Yasui Tokiyuki continued with his appraisal.

Indeed, as he said, failing to hit its target, the monster seemed to grow more ferocious.

Of course, there might be another reason—Fu Qian’s whip had just burst one of its eyes.

At this moment, even as Yasui Tokiyuki’s words had not faded, the eight heads, full of murderous intent, were simultaneously gnashing down, their coordination and force indicating an almost inescapable situation.

But Fu Qian wasn’t planning to escape in the first place.

Tendril Barrage Devastator!

Without any hesitation, he unleashed his powerful move.

Through the black darkness, which seemed tangible, hundreds, thousands of tendrils exploded and charged forward.

Roar!

Blood splattered like a waterfall.

In the almost simultaneous screams, the remainder of the monster’s fifteen eyes were rendered useless in an instant, the holes piercing through their heads fine and numerous like a showerhead.

Even so, the creature still showed exaggerated vitality, not falling and continuing to tear and bite indiscriminately around it.

As ice and stones splattered around, Yasui Tokiyuki’s smile faded, and his translucent shell covered him again.

The monster’s death throes left no mark upon it.

Similarly, its impotent rage couldn’t harm Fu Qian in the slightest.

As he retracted the powerful move, he was advancing rather than retreating, leaping directly into the deep pit.

A few seconds later, the rampaging snake heads suddenly stiffened, followed by unanimous convulsions.

Regrettably, before they could react further, straight cuts appeared and rapidly spread across the massive serpent’s body as if countless invisible blades were slicing through the void.

The eight enormous heads were instantly filled with holes, helplessly slumping down, and by the time they hit the ground, they had been neatly reduced to chunks of flesh and the stark white bones beneath.

He lightly stepped on one of the skeletal remains, and Fu Qian used the recoil to leap up, landing back beside the giant pit.

“Mr. Darcy has some impressive moves.”

The pit had turned into a blood abyss too deep to see the bottom, and Yasui Tokiyuki put away his shell-like shield, sizing up Fu Qian.

On the latter’s body, one could also see cuts deep enough to reach the bone, but they were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

“Ancient and noble, I am suddenly inclined to believe the Pontiff’s words.”

“Moreover, to harm even your believers is quite close to the state of the ancient Divine Beings I’ve envisioned.”

Clearly misunderstanding something, Yasui Tokiyuki seemed to think that the mask Fu Qian was wearing and the Old Day’s Mark he had just used originated from the same source.

“According to legend, killing this monster would grant one a treasure sword.”

After his compliment, Yasui Tokiyuki turned back to look at the deep pit, his tone filled with regret.

“It’s a shame that it doesn’t seem very easy to find now, wait a second—”

The next moment, Yasui Tokiyuki grasped at the air, and a uniquely shaped short sword materialized in his hand.

“It seems I’ve found it.”

So not only monsters but items can be materialized too? This ability seemed a bit exaggerated.

Without getting any closer, Fu Qian knew that the weapon’s ranking was quite high.

However, he only focused on it for a moment before he continued to embody a spirit of learning.

“You mentioned earlier that because you consumed things recklessly, your condition was chaotic, and you saw no further hope. Was it Nepheli who found you afterward?”

“You’re actually concerned about this?”

Yasui Tokiyuki appeared somewhat disheartened, but still propped himself up with the sword and answered Fu Qian’s question.

“That’s right, although I tried to keep it a secret, the news of my unstable condition got out over time, and Nepheli came to me soon after.”

“Initially, I did not trust her until she offered an incredible suggestion that helped me digest some things.”

“Once my condition stabilized, I still had no clue about promotion, and then that’s when Nepheli came up with new advice, though there were some conditions for an exchange.”

“The Miracle Elixir?”

“Yes, the Miracle Elixir. Although it’s sensitive, it’s not without maneuverable space, she clearly had considered the scope of my abilities before bringing it up.”

“I understand, based on my experience dealing with the Native Council, that is indeed their style,”

Fu Qian nodded.

“So the ritual she devised for you, besides defining the concept of infamy and materializing it, does it also require the cooperation of a Demigod? You intentionally stirred up the conflict during this period, didn’t you?”

“You’ve really gained a lot from your time on Ye Island.”

Yasui Tokiyuki did not hide his surprise.

“Almost correct, of course, Nepheli only provided the general direction, the specific details needed to be explored by myself.”

“Just like their flesh, the will of Divine Beings has fundamentally changed, and when influenced by the cognition of infamy, it will automatically divide and purge, not getting confused between friend and foe like ordinary people.”

“And the final step of the ritual is to utilize this, to let two wills with clear boundaries coexist in the same body, achieving the effect of an identity split driven by the misled will.”

“To ensure the best effect, I chose to make Sybil slaughter her teammates, as well as announce joining Yasui.”

Yasui Tokiyuki spoke with a tone full of emotion.

“It wasn’t easy to go that far, at least now I’m incapable of replicating it again—outside, that is, so I’m grateful you accepted the invitation to come here.”

“Up here on the Half-step Moon, it’s not only more secretive, but I’m also much more flexible in what I can do.”

“Of course, even then, it was a lengthy process, and now you should understand why I’ve been talking with you for so long, right?”

“But rest assured, you won’t be joining Yasui.”

“At this moment, do you really not want to, but still know that you’re going to kill that Night Watcher Demigod?”

Not wanting to but knowing it would be done?

After a brief silence, Fu Qian glanced at the increasingly vivid Red Moon in the sky and shook his head the next moment.

“No.”