Chapter 1886: Chapter 1881: Spirit Lamp, Guiding Lamp

Holy Infant Star?

With me, the King of Forsaken Prison, taking part, it’s nothing more than trivial.

Not surprised by the ringing prompts, Fu Qian sneered, his gaze still fixated on the completely shattered Virgin and Holy Infant due to his earlier strike.

Being low-key doesn’t equate to being uptight; rigid constraints on oneself are foolish.

Mythological Form is almost premeditated for response, only there’s no rush to use it.

The reason is simple; the target of this trip seems rather extraordinary, worth a "good look."

Indeed, the activation of the Mythological Form is partly to bear the judgment with the True God Position, and more importantly, because it’s truly fascinating.

Absolutely worth taking a little risk, with a deity’s perspective, to scrutinize it closely.

If not for this, how else would I slow down deliberately along the way to give Him the chance to exert maximum effort?

For interesting cases, a researcher must extract every ounce of value within controllable boundaries.

So, besides the additional Apocalypse Knights, Fu Qian eagerly anticipated the performance from the Holy Infant itself.

Even just now, when I approached step by step, the opponent didn’t even attempt to flee, he was already amazed, indeed everything is the best arrangement.

Why not run? Naturally, due to the excellent groundwork laid before.

Winning two out of three games is statistically normal.

But to lose both matches and cheat to evade execution, thinking about it, is quite unbearable.

Coupled with the hypothesis that each Apocalypse Knight provides one activation opportunity, Kaldora’s final strike after falling must be full force, and certainly at the maximum level of denying opportunities for loopholes.

In such circumstances, stepping closer for face-to-face confrontation ensures tighter targeting, which is a fully possible reaction.

The Holy Infant’s performance also validated this; not only did it not escape, it even chose the legendary double loss directly.

Thereby ultimately providing a chance for close observation, maximizing the Mythological Form’s benefits.

So in this situation, what else was witnessed?

Quite a lot indeed.

Though the mission accomplished teleportation only lasted for a fleeting moment, perhaps due to the special time-space state, combined with the King of Forsaken Prison’s perspective, Fu Qian’s eyes perceived more than just that brief time span.

...

Crimson Holy Infant was shattered to pieces, Apocalypse Knight aftermath swept everything away, even up to the whole Ice Crystal Prison, thoroughly collapsed from that singular visceral critical strike.

Time and space became increasingly blurred and chaotic, even with a Divine Being’s perspective it’s difficult to recognize specifics, yet Fu Qian still knew what’s showcased in front was inherently a more abstract history.

Amidst the chaos, the previously talked-about, unseen abstract whole became slightly clearer.

Stretching, expanding, this entire space-time fabric transformed into an illusory crimson angel bloodline, threads extending into history.

And where these ultimately converged, was clearly a more transcendent Holy Infant.

Specifically described, it’s like countless bloodlines extending into time and space, collectively nurturing a world’s abomination.

Just a glance, Fu Qian seemed to comprehend the origin of that revered name.

Truly astonishing, as someone who has just become a Superior Being, he indeed lacks a profound understanding of the term authority.

And certain abstract dimensions of special existences.

Feeding on disasters to nurture oneself, no wonder it can linger for so long, even while others restore power awaiting return, this esteemed one directly opts for rebirth.

No matter how hazy, Fu Qian can still confirm those bloodlines ultimately pointed to a historically distinct significance, like a malignant sore on a body.

Regrettably, within the perception range, the four most vibrant bloodlines were now rapidly disintegrating.

Causing the Holy Infant’s vitality to sharply decline, fetal breath was intermittent.

Of course, there’s also the inevitable, deep-seated disgust toward oneself—along with fear.

Good, very perceptive.

This is the courtesy befitting the ancient Mechanical Tyrant, the noble King of Forsaken Prison can’t be revered and adored; that would be too off-tone.

Fu Qian has long been accustomed to such emotions, standing with hands behind his back, he cast a final glance and commentary.

Why do the blood vessels have a crystallization-like calcification feeling?

...

[Task Evaluation: Heaven’s Commencement Spirit Lamp]

Frowning, the eyes were already at a monotonously colored warehouse, and comments followed sequentially.

[A disaster silently unfolded deep within an isolated island away from the world, with faction conflicts reaching a crazed level.

Even unaware, the cursed ones were subtly sent into a hopeless prison under the guise of secret arts.

Although neither the planners nor the victims knew why this place was initially dubbed Despair, and eventually submerged underwater.

Soundlessly, special curses have already permeated every corner of this ancient structure.

The ominous crimson angel gestated silently.

However, just as it continued according to plan, eroding beyond the prison, a prisoner who gradually acclimated activated their true talent within themselves due to the curse.

Hidden deep within Jill’s soul, the initially dormant Lanina got impregnated due to the desecration, transforming into a seedbed for nurturing disaster.

Even the chosen birthing chamber was wondrously apt, making it easier for historical Apocalypse Knights to visit within this ancient architecture.

Though not even the knights themselves are aware of this status or their achievements.

But it’s alright, within this briefly sealed superior being’s cradle, deeper evil arrived first.

The Holy Infant’s rebirth was forcibly halted, inducing severe self-damage.

And after brief shock, the Siren Group surprisingly discovered the reemergence of the vanished prison, with not just one survivor.

Of course, they didn’t have the chance to investigate further, as Night Watchmen arriving at incredible speed took all survivors away.

And after brief treatment, it was understood another possible organization participated aside from the two groups.

Of course, they still adhered to self-imposed rules, not pursuing any factions involved in the conflict.

Sometimes, a Spirit Lamp serves as a guiding light, preventing one from falling into deeper darkness]

[Kills: Apocalypse Knight of Plague; Apocalypse Knight of Albinism; Apocalypse Knight Abyss; Virgin Lanina]

[Reward: SAN Points +30]

[Special Reward: Incomplete Fateful Star Cradle]

[Current SAN Points 155, current Inspiration 99]

[Play event review?]

Heaven’s Commencement Spirit Lamp... then a Spirit Lamp is a guiding light?

Listening to the task evaluation, Fu Qian’s brows furrowed even more.

The logic is sound, considering the mission’s course it’s fitting, after all by my own hand I killed three Apocalypse Knights.

But regardless, as the temporary spokesperson of the Heaven’s Commencement Institute, I can’t help but feel receiving such a title is somewhat inauspicious.

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