Chapter 2433: Chapter 2428: The Prophet Is Dead (39)

Could this be the legendary betrayal of the familiar?

As a spectator deeply aware of the inner workings, Fu Qian naturally saw clearly that the fierce strike came from the crystal shaken by Holle.

The long spear appeared in her hands without the slightest hesitation, as if rehearsed with Akasha, aiming to cut down the Ashen Messenger.

Even after piercing the body, the surging chill continued to gush out, coating Holle’s entire body in frost.

"Why?"

But just as previously noted, the victim’s vitality was indeed strong.

Even with severe injuries, they did not fall and even had the strength to turn and question, filled with the grief and indignation of betrayal.

"That thing doesn’t just hurt you; soon, you’ll be like me."

Yet there was no guilt in Crystal’s eyes, only a cold reply.

Like you?

Seeming to realize some hidden intention, Holle calmed down somewhat at that moment.

Uh—

Before having time to speak, another groan escaped, as the spear was pulled out by Crystal.

On it, besides the unusually colored blood, there were even several round strange creations.

"She seems to infect you through those threads; try to remove them from other places yourself."

The spear disintegrated, and the things on it quickly lost vitality, Crystal explained her earlier actions and continued to remind.

Throughout the process, it was clear she tried to minimize her movements, yet unavoidable cuts appeared on her hands.

...

So was she actually saving people? Unwilling to let others follow in her footsteps.

The explanation was concise, and combined with the objects on the spear, Holle seemed to have already dispelled the misunderstanding, realizing the friend meant well.

Facing the reminder, he did not say much, glancing down at himself, and in the next moment, sharp teeth and horns began to protrude from each wound, making the injuries more grotesque.

Accompanying this intense scene, eggs similar to those on the spear were crushed and extruded from the body.

Crystal’s statement was confirmed once again, and Akasha, the one who had performed such poison, didn’t interfere the whole time, allowing her progeny to be cleared.

"That’s why I don’t like dealing with your kind, always giving an impression of being able to mindlessly act without reason."

Still, the queen did not remain entirely passive; as her body slowly descended from midair, her words carried a sharp insult.

"Didn’t you say you didn’t have time for such nonsense here?"

The attack was slightly stronger, leaving the Ashen Messenger momentarily speechless, with Crystal stepping in.

"Indeed, I didn’t; I’m here mainly because Lord Andiel was interested."

Akasha hesitated not a second and placed the blame on Fu Qian, indicating she was brought along to the pub.

"Yes, I quite like the atmosphere here."

Facing the gaze that turned to him, Fu Qian nodded honestly.

Admittedly, Lord Akasha had grown more magnanimous; the conflict dissipated in the blink of an eye.

Even this tactic of misdirection aligned well with previous assumptions.

They weren’t just following to monitor him; her team intended to use his outsider constitution to trigger some special reaction of the Unseen Hillock, aiding their "Eternal Night" plan.

The simplest method being to provoke him into a fight, causing some violent action.

However, the previous non-involvement meant this idea was unachieved.

Of course, if he were so crucial to their plan, it wouldn’t have waited until then.

Should Akasha have appeared, she could have taken immediate action.

Not to mention that he had already fought others and seemingly nothing special happened—Oh?

In the somewhat tense atmosphere, Fu Qian turned to a corner.

A customer, shouted into a stupor, was performing some strange actions.

His demeanor went from wooden to limp, collapsing onto the table as if asleep.

The crucial part was that along with this action, his body transformed into a black-and-white film style, continuing to spread outward.

Thud!

Soon another person’s head hit the table, and the monochrome expanded to a bigger area.

"What’s going on?"

Even slower minds could discern something was amiss.

As he too focused on the change, Holle, somewhat recovered, couldn’t help but ask.

"Looks like you infected them."

Not even turning his head, Fu Qian casually remarked something heartbreaking.

...

Admittedly, it’s hard to argue against.

The blood that poured from Holle after being poisoned did have a grayish tinge, not to mention he’d been seated with the group for a while, making airborne transmission suspiciously undeniable.

The consequences seemed severe; in a blink, aside from the three demigods, none of the remaining patrons in the bar were spared, all "asleep."

From them, the black and white spread, closing in the trio - even engulfing them.

It was like arriving at the legendary resting place, the world abruptly silencing.

The scene behind the door and the sensation it gave were eerily similar.

At that moment, Fu Qian couldn’t help but admire it.

Indeed, this scene was reminiscent of past experiences.

The people in the cauldron at the lake bottom slept the same way, lifeless.

"Night" seemed truly to be falling.

"Hehe... appears I should indeed leave."

Akasha’s reaction confirmed this.

Initially taken aback, after a brief silence, the culprit unreservedly let out a string of laughter.

"Lord Andiel is certainly extraordinary!"

And wasn’t shy to throw a flirtatious glance when Fu Qian looked over, offering a compliment.

Does it mean it doesn’t matter what one does?

Fu Qian clearly understood her point, the recent comments still resonating.

Now the public strategy seemed so fitting.

Even skillfully maneuvering to avoid conflict, some changes still occurred near him.

Yes, contrary to the accusation of Holle’s contagion, Fu Qian leaned more towards it being caused by himself.

Despite staying low-key, he couldn’t avoid becoming a source of disaster, triggering some unique reaction of the Unseen Hillock.

As for why he judged it so... Ashfall?

Indeed, besides some déjà vu with the cauldron, the scene bore a greater resemblance - the Ji Family’s ancestral secret skill Ashfall, which he had witnessed in the wasteland and at Silver Mist Manor.

And those people, possibly descendants of the Unseen Hillock’s owner.

They even dared to summon Ashfall before him, and truly it combined together once more.

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