Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1862: Chapter 1857: Seedbed of Vessels (12)

"You really are different from the things before."

Almost the moment it hit the ground, the head shattered into pieces.

And from its original position, threads of blood were struggling to stretch into the outline of a head.

Watching this scene, faced with the overly honest Miss An, Jill couldn’t help but comment.

And no one refuted.

Whether honest or not, even the dullest person would notice that An’s situation was indeed much better than the one before.

Especially her mental state, which was unbelievably stable, with clear thoughts and even sarcasm, and the demonic dual speech belonging to White vanished after his head exploded.

The remaining voice, though slightly distorted, was still recognizably An.

"Are you trying to say... as long as you willingly embrace the Crimson Frenzy, without needing anything else, you can undergo some kind of transformation? And thus survive in this place?"

As that face smiled in silence, Jill and the Scholar exchanged a glance and continued to summarize.

"This time, you got part of it right."

An finally nodded and even stroked the bloodline-sketched head of White.

"He didn’t have to die, but without anyone to share the experience, I was a bit confused at first, but—"

The next moment, she actually grabbed that head and pressed it back down, and didn’t stop there, but continued downward, causing White’s body to crumble and fall apart.

"Don’t you understand yet? This is not a perilous situation, but an opportunity for us... one that may never come again."

The tone suddenly raised, accompanied by a gray-green flame igniting in An’s palm, while part of White’s body was already missing.

"Not only is your consciousness clear, but you also retained your abilities?"

Li couldn’t hold back any longer. Among the group, besides Fu Qian, he was the closest, and as he spoke, he couldn’t help but step back a little.

Earlier, when everyone was cautiously watching the mysterious Sinners, he clearly noticed the transcendent phenomenon in An’s hand, knowing this was her ability.

"Retained? Haha..."

However, Li’s rare analysis didn’t gain recognition. Instead, with a cold laugh, An raised her hand.

Silently, a head-sized gray-green fireball appeared, slow and determined, heading towards Fu Qian.

Indeed, while Li was the target of the cold laugh, the attack was aimed at the Sinners.

It might have been influenced by who stood nearest.

"What a move, Chaotic Arrow Technique."

This sudden attack didn’t change that old face in the slightest.

Not even a flinch, the next moment Fu Qian raised his hand as well.

In the astonished eyes of the onlookers, a blue-black giant fist opened and directly engulfed the fireball.

Boom!

Finally, the sound of an explosion occurred.

Like flame and mist, the moment they touched, the fireball detonated.

However, its shattered image was different from White’s previous methods.

Dense and misty, as if overlapping virtual images of many evil spirits, with claws extended, tearing in all directions.

The speed was seemingly slow but actually fast. Li, who was closest, almost jumped away to narrowly avoid it.

Even so, the ground where he originally stood seemed to have been clawed by evil spirits, leaving several long marks.

"The Sinners are truly extraordinary, even able to easily block this.

"To have a demigod as a prison mate and teammate is truly an honor."

But it still didn’t earn An a glance.

She observed the unharmed Fu Qian, laughing joyously.

...

Look here, this is the art of self-praise.

With the title of demigod, there was no movement aside from An’s laughter.

"Nice observation."

In the shocked eyes of Jill and the others, Fu Qian, who hadn’t stepped back, wasn’t modest at all.

In the world, people raise each other’s status.

That statement acknowledged his strength, but daring to challenge and critique a demigod was also evident in the subtext.

For this reason, Fu Qian didn’t mind showing his stance, expressing admiration.

"Sinners..."

Facing this exchange, the teammates, having regained their senses, addressed him without any psychological burden.

"Did accepting the Curse not only retain your abilities but also elevate you to a demigod?"

But without even confirming with Fu Qian a second time, Jill had already turned to Miss An, understanding that her previous actions were merely to display strength.

"I’ve said it more than once, it’s not a curse, but something far beyond your comprehension..."

It was hard to tell whether An’s tone was happy or displeased, but there was certainly contempt for the others.

"Earlier, I was deeply desperate, no longer trying to resist, and it was precisely in that moment that I felt more.

"What’s imposed on you is not just on you, but omnipresent, even an unfathomable ritual."

As more fragments fell, White’s body was almost gone, and the Crimson Angel emerging from it was also converging around An.

She used an additional "hand" to point from the giant ice wall to the depths of the prison.

...

Although the mystic nature was thick, sounding not quite like human words, it did touch on some essence.

Jill and the others fervently tried to comprehend, while Fu Qian already expressed agreement with this notion.

Not just the Crimson Frenzy on oneself, but there’s a larger concept within this prison.

The Crimson Angel killed earlier was integrated into it.

This also explained why An could achieve such an extraordinary transformation.

To be honest, she was now at least at the Demigod Tier, and before the transformation, she was only on par with Li.

What elevated this to ascension wasn’t just the simple curse on her but something more advanced, like the "ritual" she mentioned.

Even so, Fu Qian didn’t think it was a good thing.

Leaving aside his own tasks, how many blessings fall from the sky like this?

Clearly, others also had similar concerns.

Having been in prison, they vaguely understood An’s point, but Jill and the others still exchanged glances, not rushing to speak.

"Of course, you can also join me like White and let me take you to experience that wonder."

However, before they could decide how to handle this opportunity, Miss An had already offered help in the next moment.

"What about Lanina?"

Nodding, not wasting the spirit of helping others, Fu Qian casually asked.