Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1362: Fallen Client Empire (21)

When visiting the Vampire Clan at night, the Eternal Clarity Mind had already been used once, and it was still far from twenty-four hours.

However, the moment Fu Qian entered the mission, he checked and confirmed that the latter was already in a usable state.

This stemmed from his previous dealings with Ariel in Dunis, where the cooldown state of the Eternal Clarity Mind seemed only related to the world’s time span.

One piece of evidence is that after the mission resets, the skill automatically enters a usable state, rather than requiring a twenty-four-hour recharge based on one’s own experience.

In any case, if the time of this mission and the subsequent visit to the vampires is less than a day apart, whether the Eternal Clarity Mind can still be used is an interesting question.

In general, amid the crisp sound of the bell, the Nightmare Guards felt a compelling force and did not waste Fu Qian’s display.

Swish!

In just a split second, apart from Fu Qian, no one was sitting in the stone room anymore.

Including Lady Xia behind him, everyone took a sudden step back, their faces drained of color.

There was no help for it; for any Transcendent being, this feeling of falling from Heaven to earth was an extremely shocking experience—especially when discovering others hadn’t fallen.

Amid strange sounds, four menacing finger-guns shot out from Fu Qian’s hand, precisely aiming at the foreheads of four people.

The speed was such that no one even thought about dodging.

And the power within them undoubtedly could pierce through a skull with ease.

But Fu Qian didn’t do that.

On the contrary, after confirming that the four had finished observing, the finger-guns slowly retracted.

However, even so, the next moment, the four’s bodies were quickly enveloped in black light starting from their faces, forming pure black armor.

…

The recovery speed was quite fast, and the guards were endowed with a power level that was clearly not low, which should also explain their ability to confront laws.

While not surprised at the four’s reaction, Fu Qian silently made an evaluation.

But it wasn’t fast enough.

The reason for being able to aim at faces instantly was simple—before using the Rattle Bell, he had spent another ten SAN Points to open the Pseudo-Divine Being.

After forcibly elevating his ranking against resistance from Eternal Clarity Mind, he successfully created a time gap, maximizing chances for a dimensional attack as a gesture of sincerity.

“Don’t worry, this can’t be used again shortly.”

Facing four people in combat posture, Fu Qian remained calmly seated and even demonstrated the Eternal Clarity Mind again, candidly explaining the latter’s cooldown time.

“Does this have enough convincing power?”

…

The stone room was silent for more than five seconds.

As Fu Qian messed with the Eternal Clarity Mind, four pairs of eyes involuntarily followed the movement, and attack indeed did not occur.

“Call me Frankie, so Mr. Grimshaw, what do you want to know?”

In place of silence was the deep voice of the one who had asked Fu Qian how he planned to make them answer questions.

Faced with this sudden change in posture, none of his companions voiced any opposition.

Up to now, this unexpectedly intrusive Dark Moon Apostle, a Blasphemer of heinous notoriety, might not have become any more likable.

But it had to be admitted, what he had just done was compelling beyond dispute.

Utilizing that peculiar Bell, he seemed entirely capable of killing all four of them in one stroke.

Even in such circumstances, it was unclear if they would retain any Undying characteristic.

And yet, the opponent had shown this without hesitation, even openly admitting it couldn’t be used again soon.

The ability to kill, used only once, shown yet not executed.

It indeed speaks volumes about the sincerity of communication.

…

“Why do you hate the Stars Association?”

Fu Qian, pleased with Frankie’s reaction, straightforwardly posed his question.

“Indeed… we do hate them, but aren’t you the same?”

While Frankie pondered, someone beside him couldn’t resist asking first.

“Yes, so you could say I’m looking for common ground.”

Fu Qian casually replied.

“I admit that your recent actions were indeed impactful, but aren’t you worried that now, lacking threat, we’ll just keep you here? Especially after you seriously injured one of our members.”

The only woman who hadn’t spoken in the room couldn’t help but speak up next.

“On one hand, I just heard that you guys are quite interested in a chat.”

Fu Qian smiled, pointing to Lady Xia behind him as he said this.

The latter, having dispelled her combat stance, wore a complex expression for a moment.

“On the other hand, while the Bell indeed can’t be used again, whether I have similar means is also a question, right?”

Sincerity is never a derogatory term, and a good communicator often doesn’t need deception; it’s enough to help the other party truly understand the situation.

“You’re not wrong; we aren’t fundamentally averse to your presence here.”

Clearly having been listening closely to the exchange, Frankie quickly came to a decision, exhaling heavily.

“You are undoubtedly very special; we’ve never heard of an Angel Envoy of the Dark Moon… Of course, there’s another reason, do you know what it is?”

“Because I consumed that thing?”

This question required almost no thought; Fu Qian spoke offhand.

“Yes, because you swallowed the fragment.”

Even with what had been said before, it was evident that Fu Qian’s understanding of the situation still astonished Frankie.

“That is condensation of a power far above what we can control, a noble force.”

“Theoretically, nothing should be able to do that, and your spirit and body should have collapsed instantly.”

“I’m sorry if I accidentally frightened you.”

Faced with Frankie’s obvious bewilderment, Fu Qian humbly smiled and said.

…

This response once again left the four speechless.

Their own meticulously plotted assassination method had not only failed but their opponent even apologized for startling them.

But in any case, this person clearly did not appear to seek revenge.

“Mr. Grimshaw, please come with us.”

Amid an indescribably bizarre atmosphere, after a glance shared among the four, Frankie surprisingly didn’t choose to sit and talk but instead made an inviting gesture.

“Regarding your question, given our different standpoints, pure verbal exchange holds limited meaning.”

“You seem like a clever person, and if you’re not worried about risk, we can offer you an opportunity to experience the answer to this question firsthand.”

Such familiar talk—hadn’t he just discussed the limitations of verbal expression with Lady Raven?

Faced with Frankie’s invitation, Fu Qian couldn’t help but sigh at the turn of fate, and swiftly stood to follow the current.

“Certainly not, it’s no trouble.”