Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

There's a feeling of being thrown to the end of time. So, did the apocalypse really happen?

While deeply aware of his own miserable situation, Fu Qian didn't forget to contemplate that core question.

He even recalled the double-ending story of Su Gao's mother.

Although it's entirely possible it was just due to a strong desire for creation, if taken as unofficial history, some logic suddenly makes sense—

The apocalypse really happened, starting from this very location…

The barrier vaguely mentioned in the previous mission summary is real. The Mother of Gospels took a different approach and finally caused the people of the Academy to create a great disaster, successfully breaking through…

That miracle beneath the Good Curse Institute is very likely related to the apocalypse. The reason it can only be activated in this vicinity is because the apocalypse descended here…

And that "Ark" drifting in spacetime for thousands of years was also attracted here, docking at its original home…

This home was given some extraordinary attribute related to a certain being named Melia, who seems to symbolize herself with the snow tree…

Furthermore, and most importantly, the time of this apocalypse is very, very recent, far from thousands of years ago, to the point that there are even familiar people I know inside…

It all sounds very reasonable. Now, the only question is—where did the apocalypse go?

It already descended successfully, so why was the Mother of Gospels still sneaking around at Silver Mist Manor not long ago?

It can't really be a completely unrelated parallel world, right?

Of course not.

Most of the above things clearly happened in the real world that I experienced.

So the answer is—a false history?

Almost as soon as the question was raised, an idea naturally appeared in Fu Qian's mind.

Just like the completed missions, the original course of history would change because of him.

Could that apocalypse have been dealt with in the same way, ultimately becoming a false history?

And the reason why the Good Curse Institute ushered in a glorious era is also because of the butterfly effect of the handling method.

…

He wasn't sure if Red Moon's repeated reminder to him, "Don't be intoxicated by lies," was referring to this.

But the more he understood this seemingly glamorous extraordinary world, the more it was full of devastation.

Even more tragically, he seemed to be the one patching things up.

He was even patching things up blindly, without much intelligence support.

At that moment, Fu Qian sighed in his heart and clasped his palms together.

Boom!

The dark fire in his palm suddenly exploded.

What followed was not burning, but a jet of fire spraying in all directions.

The glove provided almost no barrier, and blood mist spurted out forcefully.

As if they were completely unaware, everyone maintained the posture they had been looking at him with.

Even though they couldn't see his face at all from beginning to end.

"Why don't you believe?"

However, despite having a face full of holes, it still didn't prevent them from saying in unison the next moment.

"Doesn't look like him."

Under pressure, Fu Qian still insisted on his opinion, even taking a step forward to examine the premature baby held in Neferti's hands at close range.

"A while ago, I just chatted with a similar person involved, and she said that she looked very much like the body that conceived her."

Her Excellency Neferti obviously didn't know how to hold a baby very well, giving the feeling of holding a football.

Fortunately, the object she was holding didn't mind. At this moment, it was just staring at him quietly.

"I don't think so."

Unfortunately, the group was a bit of a rebuttal type of personality, and not even one of them looked at the baby first, and then said in unison again.

"Where doesn't it look like him—"

That's about enough.

Her Excellency Neferti's second half of the sentence was choked back into her throat in the next moment.

Fu Qian stretched out his hand very naturally and directly pinched her neck.

I was politely practicing a few spoken sentences with you, are you not done yet?

…

No one survived.

Of course, Fu Qian didn't think that the person talking to him was really Neferti.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ book ⊥ ⊥ bar ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

The group of people now truly shared a brain in the real sense, or were influenced by the same thought.

At that moment, Fu Qian was very sure that a very oppressive lock appeared, and the loss of the hidden effect of the Blood Conquest was precisely because of that.

The Mother of Gospels' personal arrival was indeed much more exaggerated than the last projection.

And almost at the same time, all will in the space in front of him, except for himself, had already been directly annihilated.

On the one hand, it was naturally because of the good habit of casually activating Pseudo-Deification, and on the other hand, the elites of the Academy, especially Her Excellency Neferti, were not so weak.

The reason why they seemed to have no resistance was because they had probably been victimized for a long time.

How could such a major achievement not be rehearsed a few times before the demonstration?

Although he hadn't captured similar products yet, Fu Qian tended to believe that this miracle had been activated more than once.

This was also why he didn't make any stopping movements just now.

The ending of the apocalypse could no longer be changed.

If he still had a chance to stop the Mother of Gospels by wandering in like this, how crazy would "Jade Soul Upper Person" have to be to not place some obstacles on the road for him?

As for what he wanted to do, it was also obvious—

Throw him to the scene of the apocalypse, head-on collide with the menacing destroyer of the world, and use the other party's hand to refine him in an instant.

Unfortunately, in view of his polite performance, the other party only rained a little rain at the first time, so that at this moment of the apocalypse, there was quite a sense of tranquility in the eye of the storm.

Of course, it was over here. Facing the offense, Her Excellency Neferti was obviously very unhappy. Although she didn't struggle, she opened her mouth to roar at that moment.

Crack—

When Fu Qian closed his palms, he encountered great resistance. Her Excellency the Mother of Gospels had clearly ended her appeasement policy.

Crack!

Her body suddenly swelled, and at the same time, the four light rings opened together, blooming with a brilliance that blinded people's eyes.

Even with great resistance, Her Excellency Neferti's neck still snapped crisply into two pieces.

Ah—

All the Academy members stopped speaking at that moment, and crying came from the mouth of the baby who fell to the ground, and resonated with more than one similar voice in an unknown place.

The agitation of the truly apocalyptic collapse swept everything, but it was like throwing a fire in the consciousness, making the "self" suddenly blaze.

Sure enough, this was the real Gospel Shock Explosion.

At that moment, Fu Qian saw the genuine version of one of his skills.