Chapter 845: Chapter 843: Ignition (17) Chapter 845: Chapter 843: Ignition (17) “It was known that devouring the essence of stable Transcendent beings, whether man or object, allowed one to perceive the power they held within.
But what if the target was unstable, such as a form of injury?
As a scientist, Fu Qian had long wanted to test this theory.
And the situation at hand was undoubtedly an appropriate target.
What effect would devouring nearly cursed flesh under the Insight yield?
Perhaps even Divine-Level Insight.
…
The fact proved that this behavior, which was suspiciously like exploiting a bug, didn’t help avoid damage.
In that mont, Fu Qian felt as though his body was about to be burned through, the kind of heat that consus everything even spread throughout his entire body.
But at the sa ti, sothing special really did appear in his consciousness.
It was different from normal devouring, the sensation was quite vague, and one could only loosely determine that it related to the nature of the power destroying his body.
Fu Qian looked down—at this mont, he was stark naked, so he could see quite clearly.
Beneath his skin was a seeping brilliance, as if what flowed within wasn’t blood, but scorching Magma.
The burning hadn’t stopped, the pain shredding his will continued, but the damage to his body seed to have reached a dynamic balance due to the gains from devouring.
Had his earlier actions been akin to a temporary vaccination, granting him a targeted resistance?
Fu Qian quickly formulated a hypothesis.
Correct!
Although the sensation was akin to being grilled squid, he was quite satisfied with the outco.
After all, dying and losing sanity was one thing, but his body was decked out with a bunch of equipnt—it would be a huge loss if even one or two pieces were destroyed.
Now it seed ti to return, especially since the blood loss here was also alarmingly vicious.
Fu Qian glanced at his body, and the next mont, he snapped his fingers, prompting a rapid change on the surface of his skin.
But this ti, he didn’t choose his usual Bone Armor style; instead, he manipulated them into a multitude of smooth, reflective surfaces.
In the blink of an eye, he had assud a form that seed eerily familiar.
Integrated Armor, interlocking patterns across his body, reflective surfaces that could mirror a person—it was the likeness of the Mirror Knight, Ballard.
The only issue was that the color wasn’t the silvery white like Ballard’s but a dark shade of cyan, even with slender streaks of fla marks streaming lustrously, exceptionally dazzling.
After ensuring that all the parts that should be covered were accounted for, Fu Qian released the Blood Conquest.
You…
In that instant, Fu Qian heard more than one exclamation of surprise.
Indeed, considering he hadn’t moved a bit, he now sat right back in his original spot.
And facing the sudden bizarre appearance, the Hunting Squad seed full of shock and uncertainty.
Of course, that didn’t hinder their professionalism; almost imdiately, Aike had a short sword in her hand, its blade flowing like rcury.
However, in the very next mont, her unhesitating strike was intercepted by a towering figure.
One of the Demigods who had been blocking the path had made a move.
And this clearly represented the will of Xiung.
Facing this classic display of internal disagreent, Fu Qian cast only a glance before averting his gaze.
“I don’t know what the customs are on the outside, but by the standards here, you outsiders are far too rude!”
…
This statent undeniably contained an astonishing amount of information, yet it was a falsely large amount of information.
“Andiel?”
The attack halted, Aike quickly withdrew, staring at Fu Qian with a face full of disbelief.
The voice was undoubtedly similar, but that attack was a lethal trap set by two Divine Envoys and a Demigod.
And this guy is unscathed as if nothing happened?
Even daring to return?
For a mont, Aike’s worldview was greatly challenged.
“He is.”
Without waiting for Fu Qian to reply, Xiung spoke with a cold face.
To this certainty, Fu Qian wasn’t surprised; he was well aware that the mark on him hadn’t been erased, so it was natural that Xiung couldn’t have mistaken him for soone else.
“There’s no helping it; everyone here is too dishonest.”
The very next mont Xiung said so, even without asking how Fu Qian managed to do it.
“You’re not an outsider; you’re a Demigod belonging to this place!”
Only you lot who can’t truly die dare to co and go under such circumstances.
He added in his mind.
“Don’t be so absolute.”
Fu Qian’s voice was playful.
“Why couldn’t I have been an outsider who later ca to belong to this place?”
He directly used the information he got from the Clown—that outsiders, once they die here, can never leave—to his advantage.
He had a simple reason for doing this.
As the outsider Andiel, he was already in a fight to the death relationship with these people, with no hope of gaining any valuable information.
At this ti, what needed to be done was to declare bankruptcy, reinvent oneself, and make a fresh start.
His Mirror Knight appearance wasn’t for nothing, of course.
The root of it all lay in the Hunting Squad’s initial attack, and under the chain of suspicions, simple communication was no longer possible.
“So what is your real na?”
Xiung was clearly in a bad mood, but like Aike, anyhow, the other party was only at the Demigod Tier. Facing the full force of Stoss and his own assault, the fact that he didn’t die, this incomprehensible anomaly had stopped him from attacking again montarily.
“You can continue to call Andiel; I don’t mind.”
Fu Qian appeared very amiable.
“Alright, Andiel, so can you explain what has been the goal of your actions from the beginning until now?”
Stoss, who had just shown his divine might, interjected from the side.
Clearly, he thought Xiung’s communication was too indirect.
“Most of what I ntioned before was indeed true. I identified myself as an outsider primarily because I didn’t want to create any grudges with you and affect our team dynamics.”
“So what you’re saying is, as a mber of this group, you actually plan to act with us and slaughter your own kind?”
Aike scoffed.
“Why not?”
Fu Qian replied with a hint of doubt in his voice.
“Isn’t this what humans are best at?”
…
For a mont, Aike was left speechless.
“So what is your purpose in seeking the fla?”
However, Xiung pressed on.
“I know what you want to ask.”
Fu Qian sighed deeply.
“Don’t worry; in the entire Unseen Hillock, only I am searching for it. Even before I encountered you, I only had a faint feeling that sothing could help end this journey, but I couldn’t be sure what it was.”
“So what then is your purpose in searching for the fla? You’re taking such a huge risk; surely it’s not just for simple material collection?”
“…Quite simply, we have an injured person who needs treatnt.”
Faced with Fu Qian’s “candid” question, Xiung hesitated a mont but eventually replied.
“In the carriage?”
Fu Qian “pondered” for a mont.
“Yes, due to so special events, he has beco extrely out of control, chaotic in both mind and body. We need that special fla to attempt to bring him back to normal.”
Using the fla to dispel chaos?
Knowing that Logan was in the carriage had led Fu Qian to guess as much, and now he nodded naturally.
“So in your view, the fla could actually make a person pure? Or perhaps orderly?”
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