Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2479: Chapter 2474: Cold Light

Gardening is just gardening, Fu Qian never meant to get too entangled here.

On one hand time is precious, on the other, causing great chaos is like cooking small delicacies, excessive heat often backfires.

Like this, a touch-and-go approach can clearly leave more room for imagination.

Once returned, the garden might very well grow even more robustly.

Of course, this carefree attitude encountered strong calls for retention.

The invisible barrier was truly treated as nothing, breaking through it, even dignified Siren finally couldn’t stay low-key any longer, tangible attacks came one after another.

Outside the ship, the sun had reverted to one, and it was just as Fu Qian looked up, feeling the gentle sunshine breaking through the floating clouds after the storm, at a certain moment he reached out, blocking a ray of light.

The reason is simple, this ray felt somewhat glaring, not quite harmonious.

Snap!

Indeed, at that moment the sunlight actually exploded in his palm, like brilliant fireworks scattering.

But they were cold fireworks.

The cold feeling was akin to the previous icy rays, such power was lurking within the genuine sunlight, transforming into a spear.

Even though it was discovered, this insidious sneak attack was not over.

Where the light scattered, an astonishing chill suddenly enveloped, converging into an ice pillar representing death, the surging waves beneath froze in place.

Interesting, a frozen sunlight spear?

Everything related to the sun in this world seems somewhat sinister?

While still posing, Fu Qian was naturally enveloped within.

Coupled with the surprising size, and the torn clothing due to his transformation, truly resembling a hunted giant.

From this angle, one might even thank Lady Selana for the previous coercive interrogation.

After all, had the back not been pre-cut, the clothing damage might have been uncontrollable, indecent even.

Deeply feeling fortune accompaning misfortune, two more spikes hit, even a figure sprang from the back of the ship.

Click—

But alas, giants are not so easy to hunt, accompanied by a menacing sound, the ice pillar collapsed with a roar.

Roar—

Faced with multiple figures rushing up, the body remained motionless, releasing a thunderous roar.

...

Gospel Blast.

It’s not an addiction to posing, Fu Qian simply felt the pose suited this skill perfectly.

After all, not intending to linger, using this move to cut off pursuit was most appropriate.

Lord Sorondir was somewhat cautious, not at the forefront.

Yet even so, under the roar, he still found himself plastered by the Gospel, his movement halted.

As for the others, they were even worse off, someone was directly swept into the sea.

This was not the most terrifying yet, for that roaring figure plunged into the water in the next moment.

Watch out!

After experiencing the Gospel Blast baptism, everyone clearly realized this was tricky.

Those aware of this situation instinctively tried to escape, or pull people out from within.

Thankfully, reassuringly, no more terrifying impacts occurred.

But once everyone was accounted for, they realized the target had vanished.

...

Free ride on the ship for a while, offering everyone a chance for a sunbath, a reciprocal courtesy?

Indeed directly departing from underwater, without going too far, Fu Qian already found a new ocean creature, continuing to hitch a ride.

Although not caring for Lord Sorondir’s reaction, the subsequent commotion of that ship wasn’t hard to predict.

Not to mention such a large hole might need patching-up, losing such a bizarre target needed some local searching, returning hastily was unlikely.

A chance for a state change after high-intensity travel through the storm?

What a pity, the journey is long, impossible to chatter anymore with everyone.

Always calculating the navigation route was no joke.

Though not far from the Sea of Ashes, Lord Sorondir indeed went to lengths to send him further, the destination remains quite distant.

Even if hitchhiking with more enduring warm-blooded animals now, it’s still a long journey.

Thankfully once entering the Sea of Ashes, various nuclear-powered mounts are not hard to find.

As for why not departing directly, but mingling with those people?

Indeed the final talent showcase had little meaning, but mainly offered a chance for Engraving Wisdom to show up.

Sadly, Lord Sorondir seemed not sufficiently insightful, this setting, this scene, twice hitching rides failed to trigger it.

...

"Thank you."

Streamlined body quickly stretching, at a certain moment Fu Qian restored to his original form, seriously thanking a slightly weary giant creature.

A good impression left by the previous Solar Energy Whale led him to choose a similar ride this time, satisfactorily performed.

Only a pity the latter seemed shy, in response to the gratitude it turned away to leave.

Hiss—

Fu Qian didn’t mind, a hand suddenly transformed into a tentacle, spear-like piercing into the water nearby.

Blood surged.

Almost instantly the area changed color, accompanied by violent waves.

Regrettably only lasting a blink, quickly Fu Qian’s tentacle pulled back a thick piece of flesh, throwing it to the fleeing ride.

"A small gesture, try avoiding here in the future, okay?"

Having checked its teeth, knowing it should manage the food, Fu Qian didn’t insist, gave a reminder, and left.

Nearing the Sea of Ashes boundary, that rewarding food came from a more ferocious Predator.

Indeed reason to believe was why the provider hurried off.

Now whether or not there’s any appetite, not needing to rush, and as for himself—

Fu Qian’s eyes rested on the majestic Floating Island nearby.

Life devoid gray, like this world lost its texture loading this spot.

Returning anew, indeed a unique flavor.

In awe, gently leaping, Fu Qian carried a nostalgic air, entering this lifeless forbidden place again.

...

No longer like youthful wandering.

Compared to last visit, unquestionably lonelier.

Boundless gray endlessly rushed past the eyes, each step seemingly distancing self from the world’s reality.

Chaos remains Eternity’s theme, but for the remade Abandonment King, pervasive distortion no longer threatened, only sparking reflection on its origins.

Such sentiment, once finally halting, peaked.

Under starry skies, Fu Qian gazed upward, silently recalling the past Star Map.