Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1801: Chapter 1796: Vulgar Fear (9)

Butters, whose condition was comparable to having an insect stuck in his brain, wasn’t easy to stop or persuade.

But as the saying goes, teaching people isn’t easy, but teaching them through experience is effective.

Fu Qian never intended to persuade, only to help him recognize the bloody reality.

Even the math was as simple as subtracting one from three, something even kindergarten kids could do.

"Wen?"

At that moment, it was gratifying to see Butters’ gears of thought finally start turning again.

His gaze painfully moved away from the Jellyfish Vampire, scanned the surroundings several times, and finally landed on the crowbar in Fu Qian’s hand, incredulously uttering a name.

So Fierce Man is called Wen?

Fu Qian learned Fierce Man’s name from this, but unfortunately, despite the commotion earlier and the name being called now, he still couldn’t see that teammate appear again.

"How did these things end up in your hands?"

Without wasting time on nostalgia, Fu Qian gestured towards the tools in Butters’ hands.

"I don’t know..."

Unfortunately, this question directly made Butters’ gaze look puzzled again.

"I followed inside... found this place, but didn’t see the flash earlier... thought I’d shine the light, and the light was just in my hand...

Don’t you know what’s going on?"

It sounded like he had no impression of the entire exchange process, and he even consulted Fu Qian in the next moment.

"You all ran so fast, I wouldn’t know if you were planning to hog it all."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian also shook his head, even casually mocking.

"You all..."

The spontaneous summary of the battle was progressing intensely when suddenly a voice emerged, clearing all the noise in their minds.

...

Ethereal and transparent, yet with an indescribable allure, just listening made one instinctively recall the glowing, flowing body.

Even though the owner of the body seemed not very pleased.

Fu Qian looked down towards his feet.

Silently, the Jellyfish Vampire’s eyes were already open, revealing two pin-like points of light.

Although the lips didn’t move, the voice clearly came from there.

"Too noisy... shut up, come closer..."

Even as they continued speaking, showing dissatisfaction towards the two chatting on her grave.

She really dares to talk?

Who was previously yelling incoherently from outside and caused all this commotion?

However, the immediate reaction was Fu Qian’s inner ridicule, showing contempt for this double standard behavior.

Of course, he didn’t actually voice it out; on one hand, considering the cool persona he was maintaining during this journey, and on the other, accompanied by the opponent’s summons, most of his will was now used to resist the impulse to get closer.

Even for Fu Qian, his neck felt as heavy as having Five Finger Mountain on it.

In his line of sight, Butters had already directly fallen down, gripping the already broken lid with both hands, pulling it fiercely.

Snap!

This scene lasted about five seconds, accompanied by another crisp sound, Butters finally couldn’t stand steadily, staggered back several steps, and fell to the ground.

"Hello, may I ask your name?"

With even greater force than before, Fu Qian, having vented some of the pressure from resisting his impulses, looked down at the coffin, which was now completely opened and greeted the inside.

Indeed, after all the effort, Butters had successfully opened the coffin, and that slap was perfectly timed.

Bam—

Facing Butters who instantly regained his vigor and charged forward, Fu Qian swung the crowbar in his hand to the ground, creating a loud collision sound.

"Having a conversation here, don’t cause any trouble."

The tool, originally placed on the ground to open the coffin, was now in his hand.

...

To be fair, the Jellyfish Vampire in the coffin indeed had an alluring charm that made one want to rush in.

With the lid opened, the sight inside the coffin was entirely revealed.

Her figure was tall, her transparent and moist skin, with the body’s rhythm, made the fluorescent surface glow in a rhythmic flow.

Continuing down to the waist, covered by a black robe, adding even more mystery—yet still not directly controlling will.

The warehouse’s limiting items seemed to be well considered. In the script, Extraordinary Power seemed to be in a subtle position, just like in horror stories, leaving room for the Mortal to maneuver.

"Wulf..."

Fu Qian never believed in the power of speech, in both persuading moments, his core principle was to speak based on facts.

Like the tragedy that had happened and the tragedy that could continue happening.

With his eyes somewhat reddened, Butters’ last strand of sanity was visibly on the brink of collapse, but the clashing sound of metal forced him to recognize the critical tool in Fu Qian’s hand.

Uttering his name in an incomprehensible tone, Butters finally halted and breathed heavily.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian paid him no mind, continuing to watch the reclining figure.

Until now, the person had not responded to his greeting.

"If that’s the case, I won’t introduce myself; what do you need from us?"

Somewhat impolite, but Fu Qian didn’t bother with her, instead asked the second question.

...

"Help me release the restraints, and I will grant you the power you desire..."

When Butters was warned with the crowbar again, the long-expected response finally appeared.

The same voice echoed in the brain as before, and though the figure hadn’t sat up, those needle-like eyes were focused in this direction.

Not professional enough; the benefits should be presented earlier.

I asked how to transact, and you really gave the offer first?

This could easily scare away explorers.

Feeling his heartbeat going out of control, alongside a floating will due to impulse, Fu Qian continued his sharp critique, even without inserting the wire in his pocket into his leg to maintain clarity through pain.

This person in front could be a suspected special type of vampire, no one knew if bleeding would have any special effect.

"So, the thing growing from the ground, that’s your method for summoning heroes?"

Torn between will, Fu Qian continued questioning.

"Yes..."

"Great, now what do we need to do to help you release the restraints?"

With communication gradually entering a positive atmosphere, Fu Qian expressed great satisfaction, proactively mentioning the transaction conditions.

"Under the clothing."

The response was not hurried, conveying an eerie message.

"Alright."

Fu Qian didn’t hold back, directly tore open the black robe, and even threw it on Butters’ head, completely covering his face.

"Unless I say you can move, keep it covered."

While giving instructions, Fu Qian focused on the lower body revealed inside the coffin.

Is this... really a jellyfish?