Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2485: Chapter 2480: Stacked Objects

The inevitable Death Words, even lock-bound ones.

A lot gained in a short time, yet the situation is worsening.

Three Brain Jellyfish, leaving behind the power of triple Stars Association dismemberment, with no sign of release.

This is only fortunate because the Abandonment King’s firepower is strong; if it were someone with slightly poorer physical condition, they probably couldn’t stroll around so leisurely.

It can only be said that the Sea of Ashes is indeed perilous.

In the blink of an eye, the third Stargazer who acted as a guide had already fallen, and Fu Qian, sighing, continued forward.

As the saying goes, fortune is sought amid danger. Are not three Death Words three legacies?

As fellow scholars, how could one possibly stop here?

What danger lies at the falling spot is becoming increasingly intriguing.

So, what needs to be found next is a twelve-sided hourglass—hiss!

At one moment, Fu Qian turned his head, his gaze once again falling on the wall beside him.

This time, there was a door, albeit sideways.

The deeper he went, the more he sensed the chaos.

The wall in front of him felt like a ball of paper violently crumpled.

It wasn’t because Fu Qian discovered any patterns, notes, or dragon language on the wall; the reason for stopping was simple, as if he had disturbed a new jellyfish.

Crack!

The door, with its structure almost completely deformed, was forcibly pushed open the next moment.

And what appeared behind it was not even a corridor but a descending platform.

Originally, it should have been circular, but it was clearly ravaged, not only crumpled and tilted but almost becoming triangular in shape.

And in one corner, the fourth Stargazer had already taken position, shining brilliantly—

Then the fifth...

And the sixth...

The seventh...

At a glance, densely packed, no less than two dozen Brain Jellyfish, clustered around a giant hourglass.

The latter was even long damaged, exposing its complex internal structure and glass-like sand.

Unfortunately, before Fu Qian could greet them, the jellyfish had already surged in waves, each moving in rhythm, with Star Maps flickering on their heads.

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Not even an opportunity for communication?

One must say that although it wasn’t particularly magnificent, the interwoven Star Maps unexpectedly carried an unusual sense of sanctity.

Unrelated to faith in any deity, it was purely an awe-inspiring wisdom, as if allowing one to instantly experience the romance of the Stargazers.

Admittedly, the visual effect was good, but the scene of instant Death Words upon meeting brought an overwhelming pressure.

This group of Brain Jellyfish seemed even more unstable than the previous three, reacting as a collective just from sensing an intruder.

As for the reason—perhaps this place is off-limits to idle strangers?

Criticizing the other side for being unscrupulous would be a boring action.

Upon discovering this scene, Fu Qian pondered the reason behind it.

And a more intuitive conclusion was the issue of location.

On one hand, the visual impression of this place was quite special, exuding the aura of a secretive stronghold.

If one considered the jellyfish as former Stargazers, it’s almost imaginable that everyone would gather here to discuss academic issues.

On the other hand, that particular hourglass seemed significant and matched the third Stargazer’s account.

Is this the place... the falling spot?

As a competitor who abandoned aesthetic prejudices, Fu Qian had not only adapted to the appearance of the jellyfish along the way, but also attempted to deduce, combining biological knowledge, which side of them was actually the front.

Although it was done casually, curiosity at this moment was reaping rewards.

It could be seen that although the jellyfish were clustered around the hourglass, at the moment of being disturbed, their facing direction was neither the hourglass nor each other, but instead consistently directed toward a heap on the platform.

Yes, to Fu Qian, only this word seemed suitable as a description.

Though chaotic, it was hard to see it as a pile of random junk discarded there.

The main body of those things was a type of cylinder whose specific use was hard to determine.

The larger ones were enough to be used as decorative pieces in some buildings.

But the exceedingly plain and unadorned surface seemed to contradict such usage.

And those with less appropriate dimensions, some appeared even entirely bent, with one end sharp like a spike.

This heap consisted of such things along with other minor debris, intertwined in a manner that could only be described as ostentatious.

And the faint sense of an underlying pattern made Fu Qian recall the first time he saw the Cloud Chamber.

In any case, they occupied a considerable part of the platform, completely obscuring the specifics of the internal scenery.

And according to Fu Qian’s judgment, the jellyfish were originally collectively gazing at that location.

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Beside the twelve-sided hourglass, the calculated falling spot, idlers keep out...

One must say that many characteristics seemed to align, thereby heightening interest in what lay beneath the heap.

Although figuring out how to reach there didn’t seem easy.

After a brief sparkle came silence, and Fu Qian’s arrival evidently disturbed the last shred of serenity in this place, with the retribution being immense.

The power of dismemberment triggered by dozens of Star Maps did not diminish because of this commotion, at that moment, with a soul-locking pursuit, it all piled on at once.

The pressure spiked, and even the Abandonment King could no longer turn a blind eye.

Hiss!

The previous scene reappeared; an arm was forcibly pulled and deformed—not an arm.

However, upon closer inspection, it became evident that the portion pulled away was no longer perceived as a human limb; instead, it transformed into a tentacle with a prominent soft-bodied creature style.

The biological impression on it wasn’t even substantial; the regular geometric shapes carried quite a few cold, hard lines, with seamless junctions fully demonstrating the beauty of the mechanical.

Not only the Abandonment King, but it was even a mechanical remastered version.

Facing the dismembering force of the Stars, Fu Qian chose, at that moment, to return to basics, directly abandoning some unnecessary embellishments.

Of course, this wouldn’t dissipate the dismembering force; indeed, the efficiency of deformation increased due to the casual manner.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Qian’s body seemed to unleash a grand feat of countless tentacles, almost devoid of human traces.

But it didn’t matter; at that moment, he expressed an unusual adaptability to this form.

The tentacles tore apart as they landed on the platform, and step by step, they moved toward the ”heap”.

Given that the tearing of the Stars never ceased, a marvelous scene emerged—

Fu Qian’s entire body was like taffy being pulled; with each step forward, the form became ever more unrestrained.

But just as it felt on the verge of breaking, it didn’t, and with this more laid-back form, Fu Qian indeed walked step by step to his target.