Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1421: Chapter 1419: From Today On, Evil God

After all, he’s a young hero—though led astray, Brother Jiang En still appears somewhat spirited.

The shouting echoing within my will naturally wasn’t spoken in vain.

Just now, at the moment of return, more than one noise appeared alongside.

Honestly, this situation isn’t unfamiliar to Fu Qian, as after advancing to become a demigod, I’ve been able to hear Young Master Qin and others calling me in the real world.

In comparison, what I’m hearing now is even more indistinct.

But in any case, this is the first time such a change has occurred in this world.

As for the reason, it’s not too difficult to figure out.

During the time in the Night Holy City, with the help of the Prism of Radiant Transformation, I ultimately chose the correct trait, donned the skin of the Abandonment King, and ascended to pseudo-godhood.

The ascension was clearly explained: I am now truly the Abandonment King.

Just like how they accept calls in the name of Deity, it’s not unusual at all.

And during the Nightmare Corridor phase, due to the barrier’s presence, the call manifested as an abstract and vague force, but became clear and concrete after emerging, which is quite logical.

As for why, prior to this, it wasn’t felt like in the real world?

Fu Qian’s understanding is that I essentially synchronized with this world in the form of a Messenger, which is inherently different from the local players.

In fact, even now, the voice appearing in my will is not as clear as those of Young Master Qin and others; it can only be slightly recognized concerning petitioners when concentrating.

As for responding...

Fu Qian pondered and mentally selected a somewhat familiar and strongly shouting aura, attempting to connect as with Young Master Qin and others.

...

It’s indeed possible, but very weak.

Fu Qian quickly reached this conclusion.

It’s even very vague; as the superior party, I can only make out a faint outline.

But it’s enough, given that seated silhouette, Fu Qian instantly identified the other party’s identity—Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist.

As one of the few females in Greedy Worm, her noble act of giving advice to opponents on the battlefield is still impressive.

It must be said that her recovery is pretty good; previously, she could barely maintain her form, yet now she seems fine.

It should be attributed to the special effect of the Greedy Worm’s oath, something akin to life sharing.

In admiration, Fu Qian maintained maximum observation of Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist through the weak connection.

Quickly, an orange eye slowly opened.

Calamity Authority.

It should be due to establishing the connection in the name of the Abandonment King; it’s currently the only thing that can be conveyed over.

Things like will or mental voice clearly don’t work, as Fu Qian had already attempted it immediately.

Even with Calamity Authority, the process is quite slow.

Fortunately, Fu Qian didn’t require much force.

In the next moment, the slightly opened Eye of Calamity was directly detonated by him.

Connecting with Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist on the other side, her hazy body instantly trembled as if electrocuted.

Not bad, the force was just right.

Noticing that Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist could barely maintain her form and still stand up afterward, Fu Qian directly cut off the connection.

...

”So we don’t need to focus on Jiang En over there any longer?”

While Fu Qian ”responded” to the prayer, Wen Li was also digesting his assessment of Jiang En’s situation.

Although rather vague, it was evident that Mr. Fu had a good grasp of the situation.

Jiang En, a key figure of action, was essentially confirmed to be just a tool.

Seeing that Fu Qian seemed to have finished his contemplation, she broke the silence and voiced this observation.

”No need.”

Fu Qian nodded, affirming her statement.

”I’ve already expressed my gratitude.”

The recent action towards Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist wasn’t out of malicious amusement.

Regardless of whether there was ambition, the cost of taking the wrong path is sometimes severe.

Given Jiang En’s current situation, based on past experience, once an oath is made, there’s scarcely any turning back.

Though trying to become an ordinary person again by touching the Fool’s Idol longer might work, he might not be willing.

Apart from that, there’s a major problem—Jiang En is the latest strand in the Greedy Worm’s oath.

As an exceptionally unique oath, judging by the pact ceremony, developing newcomers can likely only proceed strand by strand, without the means for leapfrogging.

Such as between Daneta and Jiang En.

If this is indeed the case, it means that the heavily damaged Greedy Worms, in their attempt to recuperate and grow the group, can only do so through the latter.

And Jiang En clearly won’t be willing to comply.

At that moment, Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist and others could either choose to guide and deceive him in all conceivable ways, akin to the previous auction, or simply kill Jiang En, so he will no longer be the last strand.

Comparatively, the latter seems significantly more feasible.

To have grown to such a degree, Fu Qian is confident they possess some methods of self-purification.

So, while Jiang En escaped legal punishment for the corpse scavenging incident, his situation remains unfavorable.

Fu Qian’s prior response to Tooth Throat Lay Buddhist, though somewhat harsh, was at least a response—one from a Divine Being.

If they possess even the slightest optimism, they likely wouldn’t view this as a bad thing, especially since the harsh response is far from reaching the level of Divine Punishment.

With a breakthrough in this area, the Greedy Worms probably wouldn’t be quick to eliminate their ”own kind.”

Jiang En’s safety index would subsequently increase vastly.

Of course, conversely, I would face more harassment.

But it’s alright; it’s already weak, and I have plenty of experience in dealing with interference from the real world.

In certain circumstances, these people might even become useful again.

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”And what about Tyler over there?”

Despite still being puzzled about how a freshly freed Mr. Fu managed to express gratitude to Jiang En, Wen Li didn’t dwell on such details and instead turned to another concern.

”He’s unnecessary too.”

Fu Qian’s response was equally straightforward.

”If my guess is right, Brother Tyler is currently being harshly scolded by Grantham, who demanded he take control of his boundless imagination and even tried to restrict him from dreaming again.”

After discovering Jiang En’s ”anomaly,” it’s almost certain Tyler would seek out his elders in the family to report this earth-shattering secret, possibly upholding the truth of being shielded by the Night Watchman.

And it’s easy to imagine Grantham would be furious enough to want to slap him to death.

Given the Night Watchman’s ambiguous stance in this matter, there’s no way Grantham wouldn’t notice.

But believing such a grand conspiracy, broader than the galaxy itself, without detecting any potential motive from the Night Watchman, makes more sense to assume some evil presence is seducing behind the nightmares.

Short-term freedom would be impossible for Tyler, including the freedom to dream.

Of course, the Gulad family isn’t aware that there’s no need to be so cautious, as Tyler’s lingering dreams had already dispersed the moment the Interlocutor abandoned his post-carelessly.

”Seems I can imagine that scenario.”

Seeing that Mr. Fu had indeed anticipated the situation, Wen Li let out a relieved sigh, her original concerns also evaporated.

”Next, I should thank you.”

Just then, Fu Qian stared at her with a smiling face, continuing.

”Ah—there’s really no need for that!”

Wen Li’s first reaction was to frantically wave her hand, her expression sincerely serious.

”I’ve already been helped so much, and being able to provide some support gives me a really good feeling.”

”If I must reciprocate, it’ll ruin that happiness.”

”Rest assured, it will only ruin a tiny bit, as it’s just a small token of gratitude.”

Gesturing for her not to be so tense, Fu Qian looked up and down at Wen Li.

”Do you have any weapons?”