Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

For a moment, Fu Qian seemed to see a gorgeous firework.

The little doll obviously failed to withstand his powerful blow, and instantly fell apart, carrying strange-shaped flesh and blood patterns, splattering in all directions.

And the fireworks, which were full of chaos and blasphemy, hit a brilliant light curtain the next moment.

At the center of this light curtain was Ariel, whose eyes were as pure as those of a saint.

The surging white light was almost as thick as fire, instantly suppressing the chaotic filth.

And because the connection with Fu Qian was severed, the curse lost its carrier and was quickly purified without leaving a trace.

"What are you doing?"

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. When the light curtain converged and the surroundings returned to normal, they saw Weihele staring at Fu Qian, with murderous intent that could not be concealed in his tone.

Although Ariel next to him did not speak, he was also staring here, and the pressure of the divine envoy was released without restraint.

Faced with such a scene, Fu Qian did not rush to answer Weihele's question, but noticed another thing - Ariel's purification skill just now was undoubtedly a large-scale AOE.

In addition to purifying the remnants of the divine blood curse, the advent environment that Weihele had just created for Crow Feather was also dispelled.

Therefore, the landlord seemed to be offline at this moment, looking at this side with dull eyes, and he has not spoken until now.

"The balance was suddenly unsustainable just now, so I had to go with the flow. Anyway, as long as we can separate the pollution from ourselves, it doesn't matter which way it is, right?"

After looking around, Fu Qian finally explained.

"Do you think I will believe what you say? Everything was fine before, but suddenly it can't be maintained?"

Weihele was not that easy to fool. After hearing the explanation, his murderous intent did not diminish.

Even the next moment, the man raised his cane in the air again, and a similar but much stronger disturbance expanded again, covering the entire room in an instant.

Fu Qian was very sure that this thing not only stabilized Crow Feather's state, but also acted as a barrier to prevent him from escaping.

"You'd better think of a reasonable explanation, otherwise——"

Before Weihele finished his threatening words, the landlord suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Fu Qian's arm.

Faced with this sudden movement, Fu Qian's eyes under the mask blinked, but in the end he did not dodge and allowed his arm to be grabbed by the other party.

"It's not a good habit to be smart."

The next moment the man raised Fu Qian's hand in front of his face.

At this moment, the hand has returned to its physical state and is no longer covered with confusing patterns. The curse seems to have been removed.

But if you look closely, you can still find wisps of almost transparent patterns meandering on the surface of the skin.

"If a curse of this level can be completely removed so easily by a substitute, why should I bother?"

"Now even though most of the curse has been removed from your body, the root cause is still there. It just delayed the process just now."

"I don't believe you don't feel this, so...what exactly do you want to do?"

After saying the last sentence, the old man stared at Fu Qian coldly, and silence fell in the air again.

"Be a demigod."

Faced with this suffocating death threat, Fu Qian gave an answer without hesitation, with undisguised madness in his laughter.

"You are right. I know that by operating in reverse, the curse cannot be completely removed."

He first looked at Crowfeather and said, then turned to Wihel.

"But you are wrong. In my 175 years of life, I have still touched that threshold."

While talking, Fu Qian pulled off the other glove.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, they saw that his entire left hand was showing an extremely deep black color, and at the same time, his five fingers were gradually stretched and stretched as if they had lost their bones, twisting into tentacles.

The most eye-catching thing among them is that the surface of the dark tentacles looks like dots of stars growing from the depths of flesh and blood. They are connected by indescribable lines, making the dark tentacles strangely incomprehensible.

Witnessing this scene, Crow Feather, who was the closest, had countless blood vessels swell in half of his face almost instantly, and then exploded one after another.

"Feel sorry."

He apologized politely before paying, and even took two steps back, but his tone remained enthusiastic.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a mythical form?"

He looked at his left hand as if obsessed.

"Although it's not complete, I've been waiting for this moment for so long."

"I thought I had no hope of becoming a demigod, but I didn't expect that the curse and the imprint of demigod consciousness would have such a wonderful effect."

"I'm not going to pass up this opportunity, so I choose to keep it this way."

"And before my body collapses again, I will be promoted to a true demigod——"

"It seems like you should explain it to us in advance."

After this final exaggerated performance, Wihler's tone softened a bit.

"Isn't that impossible?"

Fu Qian immediately denied the possibility that this person said.

"For tomorrow's operation, a stable and reliable fourth level is far more qualified than a quasi-demigod. I understand this quite well, so I know you will not agree."

"But don't worry, I'm quite confident in my condition now."

"It's definitely possible to maintain a good balance in the short term."

As he spoke, as if to show his control over his own condition, the mythical form of his left hand slowly lifted and he returned to his normal appearance.

"If you still feel unreliable, you can get rid of me and replace me with someone else."

He slowly put his gloves back on and handed the decision-making power to the three people in front of him.

…

Boom!

After a few seconds, the landlord's body softened and he fell to the ground without any reaction.

It seems that the Crowfeather demigod chose to leave directly.

And this gesture is undoubtedly quite obvious.

Weihele and Ariel looked at each other, and the next moment he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the barrier surrounding them was instantly lifted.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and in his palm was the remaining charm.

"I hope you remember your duty."

…

Is it really that easy to talk to?

He calmly took the talisman from the opponent's hand, but Fu Qian was secretly surprised.

Although I am not very familiar with the Native Parliament, judging from my previous contacts, it is difficult to imagine that this group of people would pay attention to collegiality.

But for what I did, I always felt that this person was a bit too lenient.

Thinking of this, Fu Qian put away the charms and tidied his clothes.

"Don't worry, I'll leave first then."

"where you go?"

Weihele frowned momentarily.

"Phoenix Palace."

There was another chuckle before Fu Qian, paraphrasing someone's lines.

"Get familiar with the environment for tomorrow's operation."