Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2550: Chapter 2545: The Self-Destructing Sun

True God Rank, the core where False Law exists.

Based on that, the Decree Residue blooming forth—even through surveillance—was never going to be easy to stomach.

Ah—

In less than half a second, a certain kind of miserable screaming rose from the stands and instantly went out of control.

You could tell the researchers hadn’t lied about this part; they really could see it.

All you could say was that with even this level of high-end configuration, this place truly deserved to be called a fine research facility—our predecessors’ wisdom was not to be underestimated.

Unfortunately, miraculous as it was, it clearly wasn’t high-end enough to include certain fuse mechanisms.

And after the initial impact, the researchers were obviously no longer able to cut the feed.

This briefly re-manifested human exploration outpost was sinking at breakneck speed within that radiance symbolizing Rule.

We call this efficiency.

In theory, of course, the safest method was still to knock on doors one by one, try to communicate, step by step verify the suspicions in one’s heart, and confirm whether there really was any hidden power of a Superior Being here.

But safety is a relative thing; you can take your time, and the other side can also make their arrangements at leisure—by then it would likely turn into a protracted clandestine war.

Perhaps from the looks of it, Engraving Wisdom’s toughness had improved tremendously, yet pinning hopes on this sort of thing lasting forever was still a touch too optimistic.

Given these two points, it was better to make use of this place’s sophisticated equipment and simply sweep everything with Decree Residue, display the might of the Abandonment King, and see whether any special reaction got blasted out.

The researchers had set up such a convenient display channel; how could we not take advantage of it.

Even if at the moment it looked like a completely one-sided ravaging, with the other side utterly unable to resist.

"I knew it—"

Just as Fu Qian was carefully savoring the scene, at a certain moment a gratifying disturbance finally appeared.

Amid the many almost unconscious mutterings, someone actually conveyed a different emotion with startling clarity.

The voice was high-pitched, yet without any anger; instead it was a kind of almost ultimate excitement, the same excitement as when a Thinker found the answer.

"The path we’ve taken all along was wrong, light is the answer to everything... the Unbearable Wheel..."

He didn’t even wait for Fu Qian to comment before continuing his self-talk, even uttering a rather familiar honorific.

The Unbearable Wheel... the sun?

For Fu Qian, of course he wouldn’t forget the intel he had recently discussed with Chief Yuan.

The Ancient Sun God, Old Master of Heaven, the one served by Ancient Aikheart, the apex of Ariel’s Godhood Sequence...

That Superior Being who vanished at the very dawn of the Long Night—he was actually hearing that name here, and even witnessing His radiance.

At a certain moment, within the splendid aura of the Decree Residue, a blazing white Sea of Light arose.

And rapidly stood against it as an equal, not losing the slightest bit of color.

...

So it really is?

For Fu Qian, certain things were engraved deeply in memory.

Just a single glance was enough for him to confirm that this Sea of Light looked familiar.

Yes, it was the very same terrifying divine descent that Old Master Logan crashed headlong into during his ambush in Shangjing.

As expected, speak of the devil and he appears: he had just mentioned the name Ariel, and now the commotion that one had caused was replaying.

In any case, that alone was enough to prove that the one shouting wasn’t spouting nonsense; he really was unleashing the Power of Fierce Sun.

To the point that things suddenly became even more bizarre—

Good news: the suspicion seemed to be correct; there truly was an ancient Superior Being’s power quietly lurking.

Bad news: this one was a bit too ancient.

The Ancient Sun God who had fallen back at the very beginning of the Long Night had actually come all the way to the Sea of Ashes to join the fun?

Earlier, it had been said that Engraving Wisdom was a jumble of various erroneous elements; this seemed to at least prove that there really had been solar-related power imprints here?

That did broaden the horizons a bit... even though the sun and ash went rather well together. Could it be that this place was what He burned out?

"Is light really the answer to everything? How do you know that? Is that why you asked where I came from?"

In light of this, Fu Qian expressed intense curiosity toward the character currently butting heads with him.

In a chatty, homely tone, as though probing whether the deity the other worshiped was effective, and already considering whether he should convert as well.

Of course, this small talk wasn’t idle; he could tell whose voice it was. It was the very researcher who, besides the Doorkeeper, had directly questioned him earlier.

Quite the active participant, which only confirmed his previous judgment: everyone here was a skilled actor. If he had to approach and screen them one by one, it would have been a troublesome process.

Besides, as someone used to asking questions while holding the answer, Fu Qian, in this casual banter, seemed to have already seen the riddled wounds of this ancient institute.

It was far more than Curse, madness, and confusion... someone had long since wavered in their original intent during this process, begun to question whether the organization’s ideals were correct, and finally thrown themselves into the light.

Stranger still, this decision now seemed to have been the right one; under the Abandonment King’s evil incursion, he really was the only one who held out to the end.

"Ha—hahaha—"

Sadly, Brother Questioner had clearly sunk into utter fanaticism, deaf to friendly conversation, leaving only that drawn-out, uncanny laughter echoing in all directions.

Even that light which dispersed everything and that heat which incinerated all grew more exaggerated in sync.

In that moment, not only was the entire academy rapidly turning to ash, even Fu Qian felt a profound Empathy with Old Master Logan’s former misfortune.

He still remembered that just watching from a distance for fun had cost him dozens of SAN Points.

What a pity—some things were no longer the same.

With a soft sigh, Fu Qian’s SAN Points did not budge in the slightest, and he even stared unblinking toward the place where the sun was rising.

Because in the aforementioned all-burning, all barriers between things had been erased, making it easy to capture.

Of course, everything around was already in ruins; only a body of overlapping light spheres remained, blossoming like a supernova with flamboyant posture.

Isn’t this a bit too rushed?

This scene was just as similar to Ariel’s former silhouette, to the point that the argument for a sun no longer needed questioning.

Yet as Fu Qian watched this scene, what he tasted from it was anxiety.

Such an attack, of course, could not hurt him, but it was not without effect.

Aside from turning the research facility and colleagues alike into ash, in a confrontation of power at this level, the one most affected would undoubtedly be Engraving Wisdom itself, which might shatter at any moment.

On this point, the attitude of this great power was completely different from that of the Judgment Chief.

The latter, as hypothesized, had used every possible means to prolong this process, to the point of being taken hostage by him.

Yet now, what he was seeing was someone actively accelerating?