Chapter 2439: Chapter 2434: The Prophet Is Dead (45)
As expected, nature is hard to change. Even after coming to a place like this, Ah Wei still insists on being the mastermind in the shadows, handing the charge-and-tank role to someone else.
There were certain things Fu Qian could say heâd been waiting on for a long time.
Otherwise, with the Lordâs clumsy methods and thoughts that could be seen through at a glance, how would he have the qualifications to occupy so much of his time?
Luckily, the investment paid off. After giving chance after chance, a certain role that might have been hiding behind the scenes finally jumped out, proving he really had been hiding behind the scenes.
Just like something an old acquaintance once said: "Your knife, my medicine"âdamage would instead be converted into healing.
The change on the Lordâs body was so familiar. Back in Shangjing, heâd already seen it on the Death Godâs Favored, Ah Wei.
And it was precisely this unreasonable ability that made him choose to use the Ashen Ring to send him here.
Death Angel.
Apparently this guy had adapted to the local customs quite wellânot only did he pick a flashy title, heâd even deeply involved himself in the "Eternal Night" project, at least as one of the core team members.
Otherwise, this sudden buff wouldnât be so precise. Unless heâd been watching Fu Qian the whole time, how could he have gotten the timing so perfect?
As for his goal, that was something both sides knew perfectly well.
Ah Wei figured the Lord still had a bit of residual heat left in him, enough to stir up some trouble for Fu Qian.
Honestly, the idea wasnât wrong. This unreasonable ability of his seemed pretty much unsolvable in this place.
Before, Fu Qian could still exile him from the Bookstore World to the Unseen Hillock. Now even that maneuvering room was gone.
"Thanks for the cooperation. Though itâs not quite the method I imagined..."
On the other hand, as the party involved, the Lordâs emotions indeed flared back to life in an instant. Not only did he stop rushing to run away, he even fixed his eyes on Fu Qian and voiced his thanks.
"Youâre welcome. So, in your ideal version of cooperation, youâd have left a mark on me too?"
Fu Qian gestured for him not to mind it, then shifted his focus to the Lordâs original grand plan.
He was at the rising stage of his "career"; if he was going to spend effort making trouble for Fu Qian, he had to have a reason.
"Yeah. Shame youâre even more vigilant than I thought."
The other party wasnât in a hurry, so the Lord was naturally in no hurry either, just stroking his almost fully repaired body.
"So outsiders are fine too? Your kind of mark works on them as well?"
Fu Qian nodded slightly. Although this confirmed his earlier guesses, he still seemed worried about some technical issues.
"You donât know until you try. Besides, donât forget what I said: Iâm still not convinced youâre really an outsider."
The Lord only chuckled, then waved his hand. A huge spike burst out of the ground, blocking not just one Ice Spear.
Clearly realizing something was wrong, Crystal finally reacted and made a move; unfortunately, she was already too late.
...
Makes sense. He could play the cognitive bias angle too.
If everyone thought this part was uncertain and that marking him was of little value, then his guard on that front would also be lower.
As for the Lordâs explanation, Fu Qian neither questioned it nor joined in for fun.
Crystal against the Lord, a Justice Demigod versus a super criminalâthis kind of setup was so classic it almost felt wrong to interrupt.
As for the spikes jutting out of the ground, they were obviously the same model as the ones that had been meant for a sneak attack on him just now. Using them for defense now was fitting enough.
This was even a product of habit: the Lord wasnât quite used to his newly acquired special constitution yet; otherwise he shouldâve been tanking everything with his face.
The really tragic ones were the group of natives sleeping all around.
Theyâd just rolled into that big pit and got trampled into it; now they were almost buried. Even if their bodies were sturdier than normal humans, they were still being put through the wringer.
Yet despite all this tossing around, he could still feel that intoxicated slumber.
"Brainless idiot!"
Seeing Fu Qian really just stand there quietly without making a move, the Lordâs Momentum swelled again. He stepped forward and actively crossed the barrier.
Crack!
The Frost Bomb was no big deal. Like a blooming Lotus, a lump of Ice Crystal exploded across his chest in an instant.
It was, of course, Crystalâs handiworkâhidden and vicious, impossible to dodge.
Too bad the Lord had finally figured it out and was now literally eating big moves with his face. He let the icy spikes plaster all over his upper body, even as he swung out a claw.
Crash!
Though it looked like he was still a long distance from Crystal, she didnât even dare fire another shot and retreated in a rush. The thin barrier sheâd left behind was torn apart from afar by that one swipe of his.
"Have you really thought about what youâre doing? Even the Prophet is already dead."
The mental assault didnât stop. A second later, the Lord stepped out of the frost explosion.
Under a Demigodâs full-power strike, he looked not only completely unscathed, but even his previous injuries had fully healed.
"Or do you actually think this Ballard over here is some kind of savior?"
...
"But you definitely arenât."
All offense, no defense, and not losing HPâthis fight was the very definition of despair.
Facing the Lordâs death-drum footfalls, Crystal didnât keep attacking. She clenched her teeth and answered his question.
The subtext was obvious: she didnât believe in any savior, but she was very sure the Lord had bad intentions.
"Exactly. Iâm indeed not... I just recognized my place earlier than you did. Or rather, our placeâ"
The Lord admitted without hesitation, his words pointed.
"Donât even think about it!"
Crystal naturally knew about the marking thing and immediately declared sheâd never let him succeed.
"Really?"
His footsteps finally paused for a beatâand in that instant, the brightness around them skyrocketed.
That strange electric glow from before climbed across the Lordâs whole body in no time, like heâd put on an extra layer of Electric Armor.
Only, just like his blood earlier, it was tinged with a faint ashen gray, giving it an especially uncanny look.
"Reallyâ"
Too bad there werenât many people in the mood to appreciate it. Faced with this quite visually impressive new form, a giant beast had already lunged at him with a roar.
Where the real Ashen Messenger had been lyingâleft behind when Crystal dodged and didnât have time to take him alongâhis body had now completely lost its human shape.
It had swollen at least tenfold, his twisted body crouched like a beast, and from the cracking flesh of his back, more grotesque arms had sprouted, reaching out at impossible angles to clamp down on the Lord.
So if the enemy pops invincibility, you use a grab to pin him down? Brutal as it looked, it was actually a pretty sound tactic.
Especially since he was already marked; getting this up close didnât matter anymore.
The move was so smooth it almost made one suspect that being dragged along like a sack earlier had just been an act.
Though Fu Qian was very sure Holle really had been half-ruined just now, and what he was running on at the moment was little more than protagonist-tier plot armor.
He just didnât look like heâd be able to hold on for long.
The Electric Armor around the Lord crackled with a raging, storm-like fury, shredding everything that dared touch him.
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