Symbolizing the purest fallen purity, capable of corroding any object... even concepts, letting the Sinfla wander within.
The dark sanguine glow was firmly centered around Fu Qian, drifting as though boiling flas.
While savoring the sensations brought about, what Fu Qian rembered was the content of the Goddess of Sin and Punishnt’s quest rewards.
Although the venerated na doesn’t describe authority in detail, it generally holds significant symbolic aning.
Thus arose a question Fu Qian had always been curious about —
The "sin" of the Goddess of Sin, what does it truly refer to?
Is it fallen purity?
Honestly, since assuming the role, the chaotic filth in flesh and spirit has already been seen too much, especially with Lord Stomach providing eye-opening sights.
In comparison, it feels like there’s hardly anything left for the domain governed by the one before .
Regarding murder and traditional sins, it’s an easily conceivable explanation; even back then, in the survival gas, the Sinfla was indeed so defined.
Although Fu Qian has always been skeptical about this claim, due to lacking evidence, further judgnt was impossible.
Finally, the sensation upon him seed to not support this claim.
...
It’s not too strong, but too weak.
If the Goddess of Sin could truly control this judgnt-like authority, not only would such power seem absurd upon reflection, but it should truly pose so special attack against soone as bloodstained as .
Yet, upon stepping into Her Holy Temple and even blaspheming Her visage, the punishnt suffered is heavy but frankly not to the extent of being catastrophic.
At least, according to Fu Qian’s estimation, little exposure is necessary; just relying on the favor of the Abandonnt King and the continuous supply of underlying power from this physique is sufficient to maintain for a period.
At most, the body grows into an inconceivable shape, the mind corrupts and falls... not even causing mutation in Extraordinary Power.
Has the Goddess of Sin suffered critical damage, reducing Her power? After all, She was searching for oath tools before.
But this is Her general Divine Domain location, and even capable of nurturing offspring with the Lonely King... plain reason seems too feeble.
Or does "sin" refer to sothing other than traditional sins?
Indeed, this seems more logical, yet raises the question again: if not sins, then what?
Not a diversion at critical monts; Fu Qian focuses on this for a reason—Original Sin Sage.
Though ascending to Abandonnt King for a while, Fu Qian never forgot his Second Phase’s fundantal form.
Might this sin and that sin have a connection?
Since consuming the trait and successfully solidifying the form, Fu Qian pondered this.
[All things have sins yet remain unaware; Sages grow strong through knowledge]
This introduction of the Original Sin Sage truly leaves a deep impression.
Regrettably, while in this mission, though unexpectedly, he once more witnessed the Goddess of Sin’s visage fortunately.
The feedback provided remains vague, difficult to act as a basis for judgnt.
However, it’s not entirely unrewarding; certain mystical features of the Sinfla can still be felt.
Such as truly perating all, anything unable to escape its corrosion.
Even the Fire of Madness within seems tinged with a hint of red amidst the gold...
One hand along with half the body already flawed, Fu Qian extends the other hand, gazing at the faintly visible marks and the Fire of Madness blooming from them.
He opts to let the Fire of Madness burn once more, sweeping around.
Though subsequent reactions hardly remarkable, the burning Sinfla, remarkably, isn’t driven away by this change, even the Madness Fla itself endures "fallen" effects, wondrous—
Hiss!
Marveling at this discovery, changes hadn’t ended; a spurt of blood directly erupts from the palm.
Narrowly missing piercing Fu Qian’s head while the next mont unexpectedly coheres, twisting into a bundle.
Red as though a short spear materialized from thin air, piercing the palm.
...
Just saying, His Majesty the King, notwithstanding fear of disturbing fetal energy, would never refrain from following when the Goddess takes action.
Abrupt appearance truly strange, yet to Fu Qian, entirely expected.
No need to ntion the Blood Spear’s ergence from the Lonely King’s symbol, newly bonded partners synchronizing in pace was inevitable.
From earlier, Fu Qian awaited His Majesty the King.
Though appearing more gentle than the Goddess of Sin, even if impaling the head, difficult to say how damaging—
Suddenly, the previously crippled arm raised up, seizing the Blood Spear’s end.
Not his own thought, Fu Qian certainty affird this.
This inexplicable movent felt more like an arm suddenly gaining self-awareness, acting independently—not rely the arm.
Yet, not finished, the other side of the body continues exerting force, gradually pulling the Blood Spear segnt from the palm.
...
An another within the body?
Amid continuous changes, Fu Qian eventually grasped certain things.
That within the body seed another self, orchestrating a series of actions.
The intriguing part is, "he" possesses greater control over the body than Fu Qian’s will.
Other parts can still perform actions, but cannot rely on willpower to halt "him."
Slit—
Thereby, the next astonishing scene unfolds; as the spear’s tip withdraws, the initially short length unbelievably extends rapidly while erging from the palm, transforming into a sinister, sharp arc.
The pale-faced man’s blade?
Fu Qian imdiately drew that conclusion.
Undeniably correct, extrely familiar with him.
My palm yielded the legendary "Broken" blade?
If the one withdrawing the blade isn’t—
Seemingly responding to this thought, the arm wielding the long blade flips its wrist, aligning the blade’s edge toward the abdon.
Hiss—
Without a mont’s hesitation, the slender blade impales the abdon.
Even the distinguished Second Order Extraordinary, flesh shouldn’t be this fragile.
Yet, then Fu Qian understood why; resilience against destruction suppressed—because I wielded the blade.
His Majesty the King transitioned into one of those marauding pale-faced ones, ironically comncing with self-destruction.
Admittedly a fascinating tactic, even the individual benefits imnsely—
[SAN Points decrease by 5]
That mont, Fu Qian listens to the prompt, seeming to gain answers to long-standing queries.
Like understanding exactly what the pale-faced marauders plundered... SAN Points?
Indeed, His Majesty the King a predecessor?
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