Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2534: Chapter 2529: Unforgivable Crime

Not only people and morals, but everything can be used for coercion if one’s insight is sufficient.

For Fu Qian, regardless of the opponent’s imposing momentum, the choice to retreat almost confirmed a certain judgment—it was still the state of Engraving Wisdom.

It can only be said that it’s really not easy to get a glimpse of the place where the Academy met its end back then.

In short, though lacking Extraordinary Perception, his opponent had it, and at this moment, it seemed to be the basis for his conclusion.

It’s not even the only conclusion; theoretically, the operation just now entailed very high risks.

On one hand, if the judgment was wrong, it would be like setting off fireworks to see the opponent off.

Subsequent to this, aside from Calamity targeting bombardment, there were almost no restricted means left for him.

On the other hand, even if the judgment was correct, the state of Engraving Wisdom itself was quite fragile, to the point of being described as delicate as a flower.

And his string of actions just now were remarkably reckless, likely tearing everything apart at some step, losing the chance to meet up with colleagues.

That’s right, to Fu Qian, he never considered Engraving Wisdom as a trouble, but rather enjoyed the thrill of trying his luck.

The thrill increased when he got it right, and the risky behavior paid off.

The coerced target enthusiastically helped prove the speculation.

It can only be said that it was a process of testing patience; had he not held his ground and chosen to chase after, the opponent would likely have made a run for it.

Now... it seemed he didn’t at least have to worry about compensation issues.

Looking at the devastation, Fu Qian remarked that the cost of maintaining such ancient architecture might be unreasonably high, let alone how hard he had been on it.

As for the ancient architecture preservationist next to him, his build showed no shrinkage from the lingering shadow, leaving only part of his humanoid body standing there, with the rest submerged from view.

"Unforgivable!"

Facing Fu Qian’s friendly greeting, the other party actually responded.

...

You really have the guts to say that with your appearance, huh?

The tone was harsh, the articulation clear, delivering a death sentence without preamble.

Such a reaction to his friendly greeting left Fu Qian quite aggrieved.

The crime or whatever didn’t matter much; we’re all destined for Hell, do you need to remind me of this?

The key is, how are you justified to say that?

Even if it was just a shadow, it didn’t stop Fu Qian from sketching out the visible part of the other’s form.

The final conclusion was that although possessing the legendary angel wings, the rest definitely did not align with sanctity.

On the contrary, deformity, filth, distortion... these snatches of information seemed the most intuitive embodiment of such words.

At the forefront of the long wings was a swollen body, with limbs extending from it that appeared desiccated and menacing, and there were more than two.

Upon closer inspection, even the outline of the wings appeared eerie, not tightly lined with long feathers anymore, but rather wavering, as if adorned with elongated flesh.

It could practically be called the antithesis of that legendary holy creature, truly deserving of the term Fallen.

At this moment, this deformity creation’s giant claws were actually delivering a dignified judgment.

To the point where one couldn’t help but doubt the degree of their own outward appearance being ruined.

Wait a minute...

However, as a player adept at self-reflection, Fu Qian realized at a certain instant where the problem lied—the fingertips?

To prevent himself from relaxing after the opponent might have turned back, the aura remained active after Fu Qian activated it, resulting in it now enveloping everything around.

Of course, within such a short span, there shouldn’t be any significant impact on opponents of this ranking.

But whether being ugly is a minor issue and losing honor is a major one?

Though already disfigured and sullied, could he still not tolerate such a breach of ethical conduct?

In that moment, Fu Qian seemed to realize the petty nature of judging based on appearance—hiss!

Even the subsequent changes in sight seemed to confirm this idea.

Amidst a metallic yet indescribably bizarre sound, Fu Qian discovered that the crimson storm encircling the surroundings had actually changed color.

...

Is this even possible?

If he were forced to unleash ultimate power, delivering a heavy blow to his own SAN Points, Fu Qian would have considered it a more common development.

Yet the opponent not only forgot about it but seemed rather not coming to destroy but to join?

Since obtaining the Decree Residue, crushing fragmentation had occurred, but transforming on the spot was a first.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the crimson seemed to mix with gold, turning into the legendary golden orange.

Moreover, it was not merely a color change; Fu Qian was very certain the effect on the fingertips remained, but something else was visibly added inside.

It was as if new clauses were added to the Rule.

Even these clauses turned out to be very disadvantageous to him as the legislator.

Fu Qian reached out, attempting to recover the lampstand he’d just dropped.

Sure enough, though his fingers had already swept over it, he still grasped nothing.

An alternative banishment?

Being judged unforgivable leads to direct life imprisonment?

That would be sensible.

Silently reaching a conclusion, Fu Qian reflected in his heart.

Actually, before reaching out, there was already a faint guess just from standing here.

How similar this was to using Blood Conquest, where interaction with surrounding entities seemed prohibited.

At this point, he merely stood by inertia; if willing, he could phase through just like the Fallen Angel before him.

Yet, there wasn’t even an opportunity for peer repulsion, for when he tried picking up the object, the opponent’s deformed arm was also placed at the same spot, yet no interaction occurred.

All in all, even though seemingly able to move freely, he was actually under an unconventional capture.

As for why it warranted life imprisonment for an unforgivable crime?

That’s why it was said to be sensible before.

If it was straightforwardly possible to pin him down without concern for other effects, why did the opponent flee just now?

If capital punishment were truly implementable, could it even be done, not to mention whether this Mistaken Space-Time could bear it without collapse?

Never forget, the sole purpose of the opponent’s return was to maintain their own existence for a little while longer, simply put, utilizing every method to reduce their interaction with the surroundings, prohibiting interference.

Such a handling approach was already quite appropriate.

Of course, comprehending the opponent’s choice was one thing, but the focus of this matter wasn’t there—the Decree Residue transformed in the blink of an eye, even containing elements that restricted him in return.

Doesn’t this somewhat demonstrate that the opponent, like him, can wield certain special authorities?

Perhaps invoking his own "world weary" nature, symbolized by the essence of the False Law.

And corresponding to the true "core of law existence," which recently returned.

This angel truly embodied justice, possessing the authority of judgment?

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