Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Hmph!

When it comes to philanthropy, whether it's my Apocalypse or Rebirth form, I've never been one to lag behind.

Amidst the terrifying vibrations, I successfully helped transform Old Man Feng into even finer blood mist. Yet, Fu Qian showed no hint of arrogance, classifying it as standard procedure.

As for the unconventional?

This ground seems a bit too hard.

Surveying the corpse of Nephili, which was the only one that still maintained some semblance of its original form, Fu Qian's gaze quickly landed on the ground beneath.

That kick, which even ordinary high-level transcendents couldn't withstand, only managed to shatter a layer of coating on the floor, revealing flawless black beneath.

As various remnants were merging into it, the blackness was also spreading rapidly, becoming ubiquitous in the blink of an eye.

And the newborn baby that Nephili had been holding in her hands had already burrowed into it even before that, its cries never ceasing.

The only comforting thing was perhaps that it had perfectly blended into the previously elusive cries.

So, not only was my speculation correct that the miracle had been activated several times, but even the newborns obtained after successful activation had all hidden themselves in this place beforehand?

The confirmation of his speculation was not good news at all.

Because for Fu Qian, the ubiquitous blackness vaguely suggested something—the world of the mind that he had been repeatedly denied entry to.

It wasn't that Fu Qian heard any whispers of the mind, but rather the opposite—he heard nothing at all.

It was just like the second test that had been arranged in the underground of the Good Curse Institute back then.

Student Su Gao, who had successfully entered the world of the mind, reported that the scene he encountered was different from usual, entering a completely silent, dark area, as if a part of the world of the mind had died.

The understanding at the time was that it was speculated that the miracle had led to this, not only attracting the Ark but also affecting the world of the mind with its power.

So, if one entered a dark domain where one could hear the minds of others, the overall logic would not add up.

After all, according to previous speculations, that miracle was likely a re-enactment of the impending doomsday before his eyes.

As a result, the world of the mind was not affected at all in the real doomsday scene, and many things had to be overturned and started again.

...

Was I stuffed into this place for the first time with the help of the Mother of Gospel?

Although the motive was impure, it still didn't prevent Fu Qian from cherishing this hard-won opportunity, fully opening his senses to pay attention to the surrounding movements.

Indeed, there were only cries and the surging gospel stirred up during resonance.

Apart from that, there was not a trace of the "sound that makes people feel good" that Student Su Gao mentioned, nor could he feel the edge of the silent area.

Even the texture of the surrounding area during movement was completely unlike drifting in the sea of the mind.

Apart from the fact that outsiders have no human rights, the core logic still has no answer, but today can already be considered a fruitful harvest.

As for the Mother of Gospel's purpose in sending herself here?

"... of self... imprisonment."

Just as Fu Qian locked onto the cries scurrying around, the first identifiable piece of information finally appeared, originating from the head in his hand.

He had been holding it in his hand ever since he snapped Nephili's neck earlier, but after all, she was a second-order transcendent, and the effect of the four halos still prevented her from annihilating quickly.

Fu Qian was even quite clear that this one was still quite far from death.

She was actually the only one among everyone present who received the Mother of Gospel's extra favor.

Although the incomplete information received was still not spoken out with her mouth, but rather a kind of agitated thought.

At the same time, in a fleeting moment, the traces of cries that were slightly captured from the perspective of a high-level being all disappeared out of thin air.

Vision, hearing, perception... all means of capturing information were all contracted into a circle no more than an arm's length away.

...

Such a "self-imprisonment?"

Although only a few fragmented words were received, it still did not prevent Fu Qian from judging what had happened.

Miracle.

It was clear that there was neither a sacrifice nor any action, and even the "咒语" was not really uttered, but Nephili had just successfully launched a miracle.

What else could it be other than divine means to so simply and neatly restrict the power of the King of Abandoned Prisons?

As expected of someone who has received gospel enlightenment, this one can receive the power of the gods without even having to follow formalities.

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

So unless all means were used to completely annihilate Nephili at the first moment, it should be difficult to prevent the miracle from being activated.

Fu Qian didn't even think he had a chance to completely annihilate her.

From just now until now, it feels like the Mother of Gospel's posture is just considering how to allocate the strength to herself.

If I were really so extreme, Her response would likely be different.

As for what she wants to do by launching this miracle?

Before Fu Qian could exert force with his hand, Nephili, as if she had already completed her mission, her head and body were decaying at the same time, and silently infiltrated into the darkness.

What else could she do? Not hurting or itching, and not even taking the opportunity to launch an attack, it's just to slow down the speed at which I find those cries around me to the greatest extent, so that I can only be trapped here, unilaterally accepting the enlightenment of the gospel.

...

After the violent killing was not very successful earlier, "Jade Soul Shangren" launched a fairly ideal backup plan.

Throwing the "inner demon" back to the moment of the past doomsday, directly facing the terrifying power of destroying the world.

Although it is clear that it is even more impossible to drive the Mother of Gospel, so that the scene does not look very tragic, the latter did not immediately engage in close combat with himself.

But the Mother of Gospel's targeted means are surprisingly suitable.

Don't forget that my state as the King of Abandoned Prisons has a time limit.

The Mother of Gospel doesn't want to confront head-on, and directly uses her control over the world of the mind to give herself a prison, which can almost be called the best solution.

I definitely can't afford to waste time, and even if I can return to the city, according to previous experience, it is equivalent to giving "Jade Soul Shangren" an advantage for nothing, not to mention that when I come back, I'm still in this state?

The cage is unlikely to be automatically released.

Not to mention that as an outsider, I am already very incompatible with the world of the mind, which increases the difficulty of finding those cries to deal with the gospel, and now I have been given an extra layer of restriction.

For my opponent, it can really be said that everything is the best arrangement—but so what?

Your Excellency has allowed this seat to see such a wonderful scene, as a reward, you are also qualified to see more glory of the King of Abandoned Prisons.

The soul withers because of you, and the body is granted eternal peace.

I am not a spiritual mentor, but in terms of calming people down, the King of Abandoned Prisons also has his own way—

Without trying to find the traces of the cries again, and even the armor was cancelled at that moment, in the glorious light of the remnants of the law, Fu Qian made a slightly backwards movement.

Tendril Barrage Devastator!

The thousands of tentacles stimulated by the power of the gods bombarded endlessly in all directions, into the darkness that even I could not perceive.

And the ones attached to it are not hideous scales or sharp teeth, but endless manic golden flames.

The legendary ominous fire, burning in the place of self-abandonment.