Chapter 1602 - 825: One Step (Thanks to folia_aurea, Alliance Hierarch)

The Holy Fool's Artifact shattered to pieces, and in the end, the Sad Worker still died…

As if!

The Craftsman Grandmaster really wasn't a respectable person in life. While alive, he committed countless wrongs, and in death, he still doesn't rest.

When passing by, everyone can spit to commemorate him before leaving, and friends with diabetes, please stay away, lest he gets a taste of sweetness.

Unfortunately, hoping that such things can die cleanly is a bit of a luxury, especially when there's a King of Moving Feces around. The consequences are always hard to conclude.

As early as when the Holy Fool's Artifact was on the verge of shattering, Elder Anvil had already withdrawn and even intensified the reaction within the vessel.

Adding fuel to the fire!

The sinking of the Four Seas, the Divine Essence of Zhi Fu, the creation of the Sad Worker, even to the projection of Doomsday… everything that couldn't be accomplished within the Holy Fool's Artifact exploded at this moment, spreading with a thunderous blast.

A frenzy soared to the sky.

A black spot burst open above reality, surging and spreading.

Just like Elder Anvil's style always has been, there's always excitation, always preparation; even if the situation worsens to the end, there's always a solution. —The unaccomplished Holy Fool's Artifact was directly abandoned by him. Everything on the brink of collapse turned into a bomb, at this moment erupting in the transformation between the Great Evil and the Superior, ravaging and sweeping through.

But before that, the Heavenly Furnace had already decisively intervened, having anticipated it!

Joking, who doesn't know what kind of character you are?

Only a fool would believe you'd abide by the rules!

When the Holy Fool's Artifact couldn't be realized, destroying it turned into Elder Anvil's best solution. Using this as a constraint, You Sui could calmly react and even reopen new breakthroughs.

Yet the Heavenly Furnace couldn't ignore it. If it couldn't be properly handled, a direct explosion above reality would create a huge fountain connecting directly to the Vortex, like a volcanic eruption, shaking the foundation of reality.

Amid piercing creaky and buzzing sounds, and under the gaze of the Heavenly Furnace, everything that erupted abruptly halted, as if time slowed down ten thousand times, so sluggish.

Simultaneously, between sea and sky, a wisp of pale thread danced, flickering, rising from the Plowsmith's hand, racing out, endlessly extending, in a blink, encompassing a radius of a thousand miles, head and tail connected, entangled and extending.

Heavenly Craft·Boundary!

The thin intertwining line and division, like an unbreakable absolute boundary, separated inner and outer domains completely, constructing a brand new dike and defense line, preventing the worst outcome of pollution spreading entirely.

And at the center of the explosion, the Heavenly Furnace's palm slowly clenched, inch by inch constricting, piercing screams erupted once more, and the surging torrent actually stagnated mid-air, even as if time reversed, slowly retracting.

Successive booms burst from the wreckage of the Holy Fool's Artifact.

As if this preparation had been long made, there was even a fallback, the self-destruct system buried from the beginning exploded abruptly.

A crack appeared on the Heavenly Furnace's fingers.

His expression gradually turned solemn, but soon relaxed, as if this terrifying pressure was shared and borne elsewhere.

Another hand stretched out from the shadow of Tianshu, relieving him of more than half of the burden and bringing the situation fully under control.

Carrion Eater!

"Thank you, old lady."

"Just something convenient, how could it compare to you?"

The old lady's voice sounded, "The handling this time was indeed not easy, well done."

"It was merely taking one step at a time, futilely remedying."

The Heavenly Furnace sighed regretfully, "What a pity."

In the end, it still didn't get pulled up.

Elder Anvil still shrinks back, from the beginning to now, never showing up, giving the Heavenly Furnace no chance to act, not even revealing a single flaw.

Even at the very end…

Until just before the Holy Fool's Artifact collapsed, he had unknown how many opportunities to turn the tables from the Heavenly Furnace, but wasn't moved at all.

Watch as the Doomsday Theory burns to ashes, and facing the Heavenly Furnace, who didn't carry Natural Enemy and was in an unprecedentedly weakened state, still showed no intention to act.

No matter if he truly was overburdened or just acting, still and indifferent. Not even hesitation or such thoughts and luck were considered.

Sitting by watching, viewing fire from the opposite shore.

Completely not biting the hook!

"Smooth landing, that's enough, why force more?"

In response, Carrion Eater remained indifferent, "His ease comes from having no scruples, shaking the main structure, causing everyone to be scrupulous. In contrast, your passiveness lies in your inability, trapped in a cage, cannot act.

Do more, always more wrong, to be without fault, either do nothing, or must spend a hundredfold, a thousandfold effort and labor.

The human heart is never satisfied, you and your teacher are the same."

"..."

In the brief silence, the Heavenly Furnace self-deprecatingly smiled, "Back in the days as a student, I hoped to kick Old Deng off my head, just to achieve something.

In the end, after sitting in Old Deng's position, discovered, everything is about reconsidering time and time again, and finally can do nothing."

He looked down at the chaos between sea and sky, sighed softly:

"How ridiculous."

"Ridiculous where?"

The old lady pressed on, seemingly step by step pressing closer, making him pause slightly, but heard the sigh from behind him.

"Don't say such dreary words before an old lady." Carrion Eater slowly said: "You just like to overthink. Sometimes prevention leads to breaks, why make it so troublesome?"

In a moment of bewilderment, she already passed the Heavenly Furnace, stepping forward, only lightly smiling at him: "In a lifetime, one always has to do something, it's never too late, how late could it be to count as late?"