Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1469: Chapter 1467: Artificial Existence Core (37)

Use the unfolding process as a shield, attack immediately after unfolding, and exploit the opponent’s potential rescue intention to maximize the advantage for oneself.

This can be described as making full use of everyone, very much in line with this person’s intelligence.

The only comforting thing is that this person isn’t naive enough to just leave, otherwise the scene before us would not have been so cooperative.

With a crisp sound, the banishing Transcendent effect of the Eternal Clarity Mind was activated, instantly freezing the massive body of the Turtledrake in place.

Obviously, for an existence of this type, it was a completely novel experience.

However, the bell’s sound did not completely annihilate it; instead, its body, which was clearly not normal, suddenly had a vulnerable, fleshy feel as if it had fallen into a beast.

Even a beast stronger than itself.

Too bad it couldn’t realize this advantage itself.

At the instant this incredible change occurred, it abruptly halted the attack and even backed away clumsily, which certainly revealed its thoughts.

Fu Qian was almost in sync with its movements, further deepening its confidence in a certain terrifying suspicion.

Then, it discovered that its opponent’s sharp fingers had left a deep wound in its chest and abdomen and then reversed the attack.

Although almost at the same time, this unprecedented feeling of powerlessness quickly dissipated.

”You have been misleading me all along!”

Its claws swung repeatedly, subconsciously counterattacking, though failing to harm the opponent, it successfully forced them back.

Meanwhile, Fu Qian stood smilingly in place, and a voice resonated from its massive body.

”You didn’t care about that guy’s life or death at all, just tricked me into coming out, and then caught me off guard first with your trap.”

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In the end, it’s just a false rank. Even stacking the Calamity Authority and the opportunity-grabbing ability after the rattle, the killing effect still falls too short compared to the Abandonment King.

Unfortunately, such resentful words obviously couldn’t provoke any emotional change in Fu Qian, who instead deeply lamented another matter.

The reason he was able to first break free from the influence of the Eternal Clarity Mind was quite simple.

By appropriate guidance combined with the opponent’s apt understanding, the resulting effect allowed, during the use of the tool, a tail end artifact of the Pseudo-Divine Being effect.

Using this level advantage, he gained a slight time difference.

This is why he previously complimented the Turtledrake for its excellent cooperative attitude.

If its unfolding speed had been even slightly slower, the necessity of using the bell would not have existed, risking the opponent using their physical advantage to counter.

Even so, from repeated usage, for those in the Second Phase and above, the Eternal Clarity Mind can only provide limited opportunities to strike.

The last time, killing the Bloodline Clan Elder Saphar in one blow was largely because he acted as the true Abandonment King.

Regardless, this deep yet not quite on-point Visceral Critical Strike has already gained him considerable advantage.

As for the opponent’s accusation, understanding its meaning wasn’t hard.

It merely assumes that pretending the hostage’s life or death was slightly meaningful, following this line of thought continuously, ultimately thinking they could attack the hostage to find an opening.

How could they have known the old man’s life or death was never considered, precisely opposite in design?

Of course, understanding aside, Fu Qian’s only two comments are, one, the hearts of men nowadays are no longer trustworthy, speaking truth always falls on deaf ears.

Second, the Transcendent path truly is unfair.

This guy’s intelligence seems comparable to the Jianxin encountered at the Academy back then, whose high-ranking perspective on the beast-type survival instinct left it devoid of true human wisdom.

Yet Jianxin wreaked havoc on the Swordsmanship Department, and this thing before him seemed to fit the Second Phase almost perfectly, defying any reason.

Fortunately, when dealing with unreasonable targets, Fu Qian has always had plenty of interacting experience.

For instance, through actual actions, make it realize the world’s inequalities.

Blood Conquest activated, Fu Qian didn’t even bother to comment, choosing instead to enter a higher-level perspective.

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Here, silence speaks louder than words.

Fu Qian’s calm and straightforward reaction produced immediate effects.

Originally teetering under that Visceral Critical Strike, its very form barely maintained, the source of the plague, too, remained silent, dragging a mess torn from its body, crashing outwards, striving for freedom.

Yet no walls collapsed, and the direction it left in did not leave any gap.

The most physical momentum, the most conceptual effect?

Witnessing this, Fu Qian was momentarily amazed.

The Turtledrake’s full-speed run, though its wadded body did not seem alive, at least appeared solid.

The moment it hit the barrier, it acted as if weightless, with no resistance.

Of course, this didn’t mean there was no real impact. For instance, passing through, Fu Qian could clearly feel an attributed transcendent concept, with cracks breeding within.

Rather like a snail’s trail of slime; it didn’t truly ignore obstacles but instead corroded a pathway on some level.

Very understandable, otherwise, why wouldn’t it tunnel underground for an easier escape—wait a minute, despite not going underground, it seems to be heading skyward.

While commenting, Fu Qian effortlessly crossed the obstacle, witnessing the immense figure rising outside.

Isn’t it shifting a bit too smoothly?

Fu Qian had certainly not forgotten the wings on its back.

But wasn’t it just ignoring everything? Why now embrace aerodynamics?

Confronted with such adaptive changes, Fu Qian cursed its roguery even as he manifested the Thread of Concern.

Wings striving for freedom were caught in a trap once more.

Facing the plague source appearing again, though no cries of despair echoed, Fu Qian sensed its inner discontent.

And with another solid Visceral Critical Strike, its already distorted body finally shredded into flying strands.

No task completion notifications arrived, not surprisingly to Fu Qian.

The next moment, his form disappeared from the spot once more, though this time it wasn’t the Blood Conquest being activated.

Extreme Hunger Infection.

In an instant, crossing the sky, reappearing felt akin to dwelling in nothingness.

Yet he harbored no hesitation, the Frostburn variant of numerous tendrils burst forth with full might.

Boom!

Amidst a standard spherical outline, countless line facets intersected and sliced, and a sensation of weightlessness ensued, Fu Qian plummeted from mid-air.

Accompanying this was a surge of endless resentment and a massive form slowly surfacing by his feet, without any sound of landing.