Chapter 205: Chapter 204: Porcelain Doll (22)_1
“Why?”
As soon as Fu Qian’s death pronouncent was made, the Porcelain Doll’s body shuddered again, and Mr. Luo issued a weak protest.
“This is going to be difficult for to explain to you…”
Fu Qian slowly clenched his fist.
“After all, I’m just an emotionless agent.”
“…If that’s the case.”
Mr. Luo’s tone sounded full of reluctance.
“Heavy!”
The next mont, his tone drastically changed, releasing a voice filled with foulness.
Almost instantly, Fu Qian felt the surrounding air thicken, a heavy weight bearing down on him.
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Mr. Luo let out a string of mad laughter.
“Your arrogance is the root of your failure, both earlier and now!”
Oh!
Fu Qian stood still, unmoved.
“Thank you for forcing into a gamble, I’m now extrely grateful for this decision!”
“This power… it truly suits perfectly!”
“I think I’ve begun to master this gift already, how do you like the feel of Blasphemous Words?”
“Weakness!”
Without waiting for Fu Qian to respond, Mr. Luo spat out another word.
A chill ca over him.
Fu Qian looked down and saw his skin visibly paling, as if even the flow of blood within was gradually slowing.
“diocre!”
Fu Qian wiped his hand over the area, and the next mont, was restored back to normal.
“You should take a look around first.”
Mr. Luo’s smug voice rang out.
Indeed, it seed anyone’s personality would be affected after rging with this thing.
Just monts ago, Mr. Luo was full of a scientific aura, acting like an evil scientist, but now he was wildly excited.
As Fu Qian reflected, he looked up at his surroundings.
He didn’t know when it had happened, but layers of gray curtains had accumulated around him, sealing off the area tightly.
The air even carried a faintly burning scent.
True to form, his ticulous instincts were still at play!
“I can feel myself growing with every mont, soaring at a rapid pace.”
The Porcelain Doll’s arm moved, stepping forward into the Void, and wisps of vapor followed its motion.
“The pleasure of this feeling is truly indescribable!”
“I’ll give you one last chance, your answer is…”
Facing Mr. Luo who seed ready to take off, Fu Qian still shook his head.
“I am the emotionless agent.”
“Hmph! Incurably stubborn!”
Mr. Luo humd, not surprisingly, and directly uttered a strange phone, sentencing Fu Qian to death.
“Annihilate!”
…
The next mont, as he watched Fu Qian standing fine and well across from him, the Porcelain Doll was stunned.
He was supposed to be torn to shreds, why was there no reaction?
“Annihilate!”
…
“Pain!”
…
“Your pronunciation isn’t quite accurate.”
Watching Mr. Luo’s persistent efforts, Fu Qian sighed and interrupted him.
“Co, follow —’Pain!'”
Almost instantly, a spine-tingling sound was heard, and a web of cracks appeared on the Porcelain Doll’s shell.
“How can this be!”
Mr. Luo let out a perfect sigh of a defeated fish.
How could this be?
Fu Qian also furrowed his brows.
“You’re kidding, right? The task still isn’t complete after all this?”
Destroying the Porcelain Doll, doesn’t that count as destruction? Do I really need to grind it to powder or sothing?
“What exactly—”
At that mont, as cracks appeared on the doll’s body, streams of dark red mist began to seep out.
Struggling to draw the mist to cover his body and repair the damage, Mr. Luo’s voice grew increasingly manic.
“No matter how you did it, killing won’t be that easy!”
“The power is still pouring into endlessly—”
Unfortunately, Mr. Luo could only get halfway through his sentence before he froze again.
The mist flowing through the various channels visibly faded.
“Strange, isn’t it?”
Fu Qian took a couple of steps forward, a hundred tis stronger dark red mist swirling around his body than what emanated from Mr. Luo.
His skin turned a dark, sinister red, with blade-like patterns spreading all over his body.
“You find it strange? Well, I find it even more peculiar!”
“To maintain its influence for so long without a source, I can only comprehend that the thing buried here had been in place for too long, and unavoidably so of its power lingered.”
…
For a fleeting mont, it seed as if Mr. Luo’s thought processes had co to a halt.
The scene before him clearly challenged his worldview to its core.
“Moreover, have you realized that you’ve beco careless? Normally, upon entering and seeing the limbs on the ground, you would naturally make so connections.
If you were cautious enough, you might even have abandoned this opportunity and run away first.”
Yet Fu Qian’s mocking tone continued uninterrupted.
“This power obviously has so side effects.”
…
Mr. Luo fell into complete silence, while the crack-ridden Porcelain Doll began to tremble violently, its body swelling as if fernting.
In just a few seconds, the doll had transford into a gigantic, rotting, deford monster that nearly filled half of the underground space.
Between the gaps in the surface of the porcelain, one could discern the tumbling flesh, which contorted to form facial expressions and emitted an indescribably foul odor.
Fu Qian quietly took two steps back, dodging the rain-like blood and pus.
“You… must die.”
The dreamy voice of Mr. Luo ca through, sounding as if his sanity had almost hit zero.
Flas, barriers, aging, rambling—Mr. Luo triggered all the forms of attack at his disposal.
At the sa ti, a gigantic bone claw, covered in rotting flesh, reached out to grab him.
“Annihilation.”
Confronted with the full force of the rampaging Porcelain Doll, Fu Qian simply stood still and spoke two words.
In the silence, the screen filled with special effects instantly vanished.
The body of the other, who was sprinting at full speed, also disintegrated bit by bit and then crashed to the ground with a thunderous fall.
Done!
Fu Qian looked at his handiwork with satisfaction.
Those Blasphemous Words are really useful!
In retrospect, this mission was a bit risky.
If it wasn’t for my excessive curiosity, spending over thirty SAN Points to deal with this, Mr. Luo might have slipped in first, and it probably would have been a tough battle.
Indeed, interest is the greatest motivator for work—staying true to one’s original aspiration ensures steadfastness.
Wait, the task isn’t complete yet?
However, in the next mont, Fu Qian realized a problem—the prompt for task completion still hadn’t appeared.
You’ve got to be kidding , there’s still sothing left?
Fu Qian looked at the scattered rotten flesh and bones on the ground.
If this doesn’t count as destruction, do I need to finely chop it up into a mince?
Impossible!
Fu Qian shook his head; he was not one to deceive himself.
As improbable as the situation was, there was only one explanation—the Frenzied Spirit was not the Porcelain Doll he was looking for!
But the problem was that the task had indeed updated just before… which ans the Porcelain Doll was definitely present at the ti.
If not that, what else could it be?
In the darkness, the scenes that had just unfolded replayed quickly in Fu Qian’s mind, not missing a single detail.
Wait a minute!
At a certain mont, Fu Qian felt a hunch, guessing at a possibility.
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