Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1863: Chapter 1858: Seedbed of Artifacts (13)

Lanina?

With An’s reminder, the Sinners confirmed as the strongest demigod power present inevitably influenced the thoughts of many bewildered individuals with their every move.

At this moment, finally speaking up, even uttering a special name, it was impossible not to attract attention.

All at once, including An, everyone stared intensely over, and it was clear that everyone’s minds were racing, pondering who on earth this Lanina could be.

"Who is that person?"

Unfortunately, it seems the mental faculties were limited, and soon Jill and the scholar, one after another, gave up trying, and their hopeful gazes shifted to An over there.

"Is it a prisoner in this jail? Did you come here specifically to find her?"

More regrettably, the latter’s brows furrowed just as naturally.

"I have to say, it’s a bit of a pity; the person most likely to know has already been unintentionally sent away by me."

An’s meaning was simple; she hadn’t heard of the person either, and the most likely one to know, Prison Director White, had been unintentionally killed by her earlier.

"But with your Excellency’s power, even if you directly find the Siren and ask them for her, it might still be possible to talk. Why make it so complicated?"

Not only that, the next moment she even asked with a hint of doubt, and it sounded quite reasonable.

No matter where it is, the title of demigod holds great prestige.

Even an organization like the Siren, as long as there’s no irreconcilable opposition, would still be willing to converse with you.

But not doing so makes the Sinners’ identity all the more intriguing.

For example, Jill, who had a pensive look just now, now watched Fu Qian with an even stranger expression, seemingly having made some connections.

"So you don’t know?"

How could Fu Qian care about such trivial matters, still smilingly stared at An, confirming once more.

...

"Sorry, I really don’t know... maybe try calling White out again to help you?"

Sadly, as the saying goes, when the spring breeze is full of pride, An hesitated for less than half a second before shaking her head again, and offering a thoughtful suggestion.

Not just words, at the same time, her hand had already touched her shoulder, truly dragging a vague outline of a head from there, aligning with her own face.

"Do you know now?"

This scene still had quite a bit of impact, leaving everyone dumbfounded while Fu Qian patiently waited for the head to stop growing before confirming again.

"He really knows, he said he could rename himself Lanina..."

Gently caressing her hands, An genuinely looked surprised, turning her head.

"Are you sure you want to choose this answer? Want to reconsider, like the Apocalypse Knight or something?"

Faced with this undoubtedly provocative action, the Sinners showed not a hint of displeasure, still gently persuasive, like a quiz show host.

"Sorry, I really don’t understand what it means."

Momentarily, even An’s smile slightly receded, but she still shook her head, expressing helplessness.

Of course, this apology was only half-expressed; the next moment, the Sinners disappeared from the spot, closing the last few steps at an incredible speed.

Phosphorescence flickered.

Having attained enlightenment, An’s response was equally swift, her entire body instantly shone with a peculiar glow, successfully illuminating the giant claw ripping open her abdomen.

Sss——

And it got brighter the next moment.

Definitely didn’t expect Fu Qian to be so straightforward; even under that claw, her body was as fragile as paper.

Yet the changes in An’s body weren’t just visual effects. Severely wounded, in that moment, it was as if her entire being turned into unstable dynamite, numerous snake-like phosphoresces surged out from her wound, devouring everything around, even tearing her own body apart.

...

How could this...

In an instant, the situation turned out this way, leaving the three onlookers somewhat dazed.

The Sinners’ response clearly indicated that An had chosen the wrong answer.

But the consequences of answering wrong were this severe, which was startling.

Fortunately, although the explosive power was ferocious, it was concentrated around An.

With previous caution, the three remained at a distance, not directly engulfed.

Nevertheless, the serpentine phosphoresces, tracing arcs in every direction, still caught part of the scholar’s body, scaring him witless.

...Seems like nothing’s wrong?

Only realizing it at this time, the fleeing scholar, after reaching maximum speed, first checked himself.

Truly different from White’s previous tactics.

Despite a flame whip-like sweep, even the clothes remained intact.

Cough cough... cough...

But this relief only lasted a moment. The next instant, the scholar’s body lost balance, nearly collapsing.

Unable to stand straight, under Jill and the other’s fearful gaze, the scholar clutched his heart, erupting into violent coughs, as if a fire burned in his chest.

"Both like a curse and like a plague..."

Taking it all in, Jill murmured, unable to resist looking toward the center of the fire snake explosion.

Sustaining only for a moment before quickly receding, the place now only had the Sinners standing, their clothing equally undamaged.

An, who triggered all this, was nowhere to be found.

...

Truly the Plague Knight?

Looking at his hand, Fu Qian paid no mind to the others’ feelings, only sighing inwardly.

Just being in the center of the dancing fire snakes, the impact on him was undoubtedly far greater than on the scholar.

Jill’s assessment wasn’t too far off; the special flames didn’t brutishly burn or tear, not even transforming flesh where they passed.

It felt more like imparting a transcendent nature, directly afflicting those hit with a mutation.

For instance, that scholar, more than one organ in his body was undergoing such changes.

It had to be said, what descended upon An and White seemed more and more like the epic image of the Apocalypse Knight from legends.

Indeed, the one speaking before was the benefactor An, a judgment Fu Qian held reservations about.

The reason being, An’s behavior was somewhat contradictory.

According to her own account, it was embracing the Crimson Frenzy in utter despair that led to her awakening.

This was plausible, but her later explanation to Jill and the group was unexpectedly patient.

From her prior conduct, it didn’t appear that Miss An had much team spirit, as she eliminated White without hesitation.

In such a situation, sharing a life-saver’s insight found while risking her life so readily?

"How about it? Is the title of Apocalypse Knight acceptable?"

Raising his head again, Fu Qian gazed at the oversized ice wall, speaking to an empty spot.