Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1012: Chapter 1010: Gospel (27) Chapter 1012: Chapter 1010: Gospel (27) Malca had finished his last sentence when the facial features, originally scattered around the surface of the giant cocoon, rapidly gathered together and bulged outward.

At the same time, thin, tentacle-like filaments were slowly pulled from the edges of the face, and in the blink of an eye, a true “face worm” appeared on the surface of the cocoon.

After a slight shake of its body, the face worm leapt down like lightning.

Of course, its previous miserable experience prevented it from trying to pounce directly onto Fu Qian; instead, it targeted Malfoy’s gaunt chest.

Malfoy neither dodged nor avoided, letting Malca collide with him face-first.

The face worm instantly tore through his chest clothing and burrowed into his flesh.

Not a drop of blood seeped out, and in the next moment, Malca’s face reemerged on the chest, seemingly fully integrated.

The entire process was silent. After waiting for everything to finish, Malfoy silently drew out an object.

It was as long as a forearm, with a curved blade shape, and a golden-red hue; it seemed to roll with countless golden flames as it moved.

This thing had quite a high ranking!

Fu Qian immediately felt something unusual; rather than a weapon, the object seemed more like a talisman with a unique shape.

The captivating aura it contained was similar only to another Native Council member, Old Camus’s Divine Blood Curse Talisman.

The Native Council really had profound resources!

At this moment, Malfoy, with Malca embedded in his chest, held the blade-shaped talisman high over his head, the golden flames shining like a torch.

Without hesitation, he fiercely slashed down the next moment.

Fu Qian didn’t dodge either, because the full-force strike wasn’t aimed at him.

It wasn’t even aimed at the cocoon.

Almost instantly after being swung, the blade-shaped talisman shattered, unleashing a force that exploded into a flame blade over four meters long.

The blade tore through the air, directly cutting the line above the giant cocoon’s top.

In that instant, Fu Qian thought he heard some angry wail, and at the same time, an indescribable concept seemed to erode his flesh.

It was as if countless invisible seeds wanted to sprout from his warm flesh.

Of course, under the Sage’s Insight combined with the Tyrant’s dominance, they all failed.

In the next moment, a huge strand of golden flame followed the cut filament down, rushing onto the giant cocoon like a fuse.

This time there was a real wail.

The thing inside the cocoon almost instantly began to struggle violently, even tearing open the swathes of its swaddling clothes.

Yet even so, it could not escape its fiery doom.

After emerging from the tear, it barely took a step before collapsing.

Seemingly enveloped by an invisible pressure, it quickly curled up into a ball.

By the time it was completely engulfed in flames, the part that resembled eyes was buried in its chest and did not open.

“Damn thing!”

Witnessing this scene, Fu Qian’s eyes fell on the face on Malfoy’s chest, angrily rebuking.

“Look what you’ve done to Mrs. Wu!”

“After what you did to her, how can she face anyone now!”

…

It seemed that neither Malfoy nor Malca understood the content of the rebuke, but as demigod powerhouses, they did not dwell on it too much.

“Heh… Elder Lu babbles nonsense, but you better look carefully.”

“Of course, I know.”

Reminded by Malfoy, Fu Qian merely shook his head.

At that moment, the golden flame on Mrs. Wu’s corpse slowly extinguished, gradually annihilating into nothingness.

However, in that transformation, a dark flame as deep as could be began to ascend.

Madness, chaos, unstoppable.

That was the first impression it gave to anyone who beheld it.

It even appeared as if Mrs. Wu was merely kindling, fueling it to consume everything.

Within seconds, dark fiery lines had climbed into the air, seemingly charring grooves into space itself.

The fire lines then rapidly wove into a giganting cage, enveloping Fu Qian and Malfoy within.

…

Not simple at all!

Fu Qian observed the scene, quietly making his assessment.

This Darkfire Cage was just the exterior; he himself seemed trapped by some special concept, far from escaping just by slipping through the gaps in the fire line.

Even now, the state of being inside was peculiar.

In the vast Silver Mist Manor, everything seemed within arm’s reach, even seeing Ji Xun and his team behind the layers of walls.

This beyond-dimensional sensation was truly magical—was this the viewpoint of Divine Beings? What must it look like through their eyes?

“Many times, once people gain power, their understanding of the world becomes skewed…”

“If Demigod Lu thinks the Council will only mess with him like this, he’s far too naive!”

As Malfoy spoke, within the completed Darkfire Cage, lanes of fire converged into a distinct shape—a gigantic black claw.

The moment it appeared, two of its fingers swept across Fu Qian’s midsection as if a giant from beyond the cage had swatted at an insect inside.

The speed, even though Fu Qian was utterly focused, allowed him only to dodge by relying on Blood Conquest.

Fu Qian then confirmed, just like when he faced Old Master Xiumeng, the Night Watchman, the Blood Conquest still worked under the cage’s influence, but his movement was greatly limited.

Most exaggeratedly, he had still sustained a minor wound while in that state.

An attack across dimensions? So, is this its true form?

Seeing another giant claw taking shape and closing in, Fu Qian sighed.

Though he didn’t see its face, the sensation was oddly familiar—the last encounter at Unseen Hillock, that being that wiped out a bundle of his SAN Points, seemingly an existence far beyond the stars.

If it was truly Him, then both old grudges and new hatreds were wrapped up together.

So had the cage been created in fear that he might run? Sworn to crush him right there?

Humph, naive!

What real man fears a cage?

How did that saying go, some birds are not meant to be caged?

Because even the finest cage can’t hold a pool of mud.

“Is Elder Lu satisfied?”

Malfoy’s voice continued to carry over, accompanied by the unpleasant laughter of Malca at his chest.

“Faced with this great power, isn’t it a bit unexpected?”

Not knowing whether it was because he had previously intimately interacted with the cocoon, or if he had prepared earlier, the Darkfire Claw unexpectedly did not attack them, leaving them clearly in a position to watch the spectacle.

“Unexpected? So you thought I would make a trip especially for the two of you?”

However, facing their Schadenfreude, Fu Qian’s response was full of scorn.

At the next moment, he scoffed, lifting the lantern he had been holding all along, and gently rapped it three times.

“Council vermin, dare you underestimate my Rebirth Club!”

Brilliantly bizarre lights, soaring into the sky.