Chapter 866: Chapter 864: Ignition (38) Chapter 866: Chapter 864: Ignition (38) There was a moment when the Crystal’s body became clear and translucent, as if it had turned into a real ice sculpture.
At the same time, starting from where Fu Qian and his companions were sitting, a surge of ice cascades burst forth, sweeping over most of the restaurant.
In just a few seconds, this quite stylish restaurant was transformed into the Moon Palace.
As far as the eye could see, everything was coated in a layer of Ice Crystals, glittering and translucent.
Such is the terror of the Demigod’s Wrath!
Fu Qian watched and clicked his tongue in admiration, once again grateful for having chosen a dish with a cooking time of over five minutes.
“What, did, you, say?”
Yet, Crystal was not willing to let him go, asking almost word by word.
“Is there something wrong with my expression?”
Fu Qian looked surprised.
“It’s quite simple; I want to ask if your friend was originally named Akasha, or did she realize her true name after her awakening?”
“How could you know…”
Now it was Akasha’s turn to be stunned.
“You’re not a traitor to the outsiders; you’re a traitor to us…”
Before Fu Qian could say anything, Crystal’s voice came through gritted teeth as if she had understood something.
She was really gritting her teeth, revealing four stark white canines protruding from her mouth.
It was not strange that the two reacted this way; even the Transcendents of the Unseen Hillock might not fully understand the relationship between Akasha and Crystal.
How could Fu Qian, if truly an outsider, know such intricate details?
Unless he was not an outsider at all!
Without a doubt, once the two Akashas entertained this thought, it could have a significant negative impact on Yuan Fang’s plans.
Little did they know that Fu Qian’s words were deliberately leading them in that direction, and he even felt no guilt in doing so.
After all, Prophet Yuan had said, “Do or do not, the outcome is already there, unchanging.”
“Am I stupid? If I really were one of you, do you think you could even touch a hair on those people?”
The next moment, facing the two Demigods whose expressions had drastically changed, Fu Qian scorned them with an offhand remark, continuing his erratic antics.
…
No sooner had he spoken these words than the originally deadly atmosphere visibly paused.
The extreme indignation brewing within the two Demigods dissipated in an instant like a balloon pricked by a needle, their eyes becoming vacant.
This explanation… seemed to make some sense.
If this guy was really of the same origin as the two of them, not to mention anything else, Yuan Fang, as a Prophet, should have some control over his whereabouts.
Even if it was too late to stop their destructive actions, he should have been able to notify someone immediately; how could he let that group get away so smoothly?
Unless–
“Unless Yuan Fang is a traitor too, and I have long been in cahoots with him, just putting on a play for you to see.”
As if fully understanding what they were thinking, Fu Qian said this bluntly, continuing his ruse.
Of course, this latter part was true; the two indeed had a secret plan.
Could a Prophet also be a traitor?
The two Demigods looked utterly bewildered, unwilling to believe this possibility.
But if not, then how did this guy know?
…
“So… you absorbed a part of the Clown’s memory?”
Amidst confusion, Akasha’s voice rang out the next moment, proposing an answer that seemed to make sense.
Obviously, such an ingenious explanation was most likely not her own creation.
To come up with a plausible reason so quickly could only mean that Brother Yuan Fang had put in a lot of effort.
In fact, the question just now was really meant for three people.
Fu Qian certainly had no interest in caring about the love and hate between Akasha and the others.
The goal now was very simple, he needed to get more information about the Unseen Hillock through these indigenous people.
Including the past and the future.
Although Yuan Fang had been relatively honest during that earlier candid conversation, when it came to matters irrelevant to his plan, he remained tight-lipped.
Without pressure, one cannot prove their way. Simply provoking anger wouldn’t work, Yuan Fang would not care.
It appeared that the only thing that could possibly pressure him was the success rate of the “pretend to be outsiders” plan.
Akasha’s reaction proved this point.
“Why do you think there exists such a thing as memory absorption? Have you also absorbed the memories of the original owner of this body?”
The next moment, faced with Akasha’s speculation, Fu Qian neither confirmed nor denied, even questioning in return.
…
At this question, not only was Akasha momentarily speechless, but even Crystal involuntarily looked her way with a peculiar gaze.
“No need for memory absorption, Akasha is my name, and I am a reincarnated demigod.”
Akasha took a moment to think, then with a solemn expression and firm tone, made herself clear,
The name of this body was Akasha, and after she digested the spider eggs, she realized she was the reincarnated Spider Queen.
…
Hearing this answer, Crystal averted her gaze, falling silent for a moment.
“Very well.”
Fu Qian nodded.
“Now I have a question for you, what was your name in the earliest memories of you as a demigod?”
“No name.”
Akasha answered much more swiftly this time.
“I was an evil, bloodthirsty super-villain, nothing more.”
“You’re saying that from the very first moment you were self-aware, you were utterly certain that you were an evil super-villain?”
This response piqued Fu Qian’s interest.
“Yes, it’s the essence etched deep within my soul, of which I am very clear.”
During the conversation, Akasha even glanced at Crystal.
“Just as they are heroes.”
Something was definitely amiss here!
Fu Qian inwardly sighed at Akasha’s self-description.
This title of super-villain, coupled with the bizarre-looking carriage, felt all too familiar…elements he had never encountered in the world controlled by the Night Watchman.
From the first moment he entered this place, that familiar yet odd sensation hadn’t dissipated.
It was as if…all these elements were extracted from the brain of someone from the same place as his own.
The people here were so pure that they seemed almost like manifestations of certain willful symbols, like Akasha’s self-awareness as a super-villain or the vampiric Spider Queen identity.
And after all these symbols emerged from consciousness, they converged here, slowly eroding into mud, never leaking out a bit.
…
So the question arose: if all this truly stemmed from the mind of some mysterious compatriot, where was that individual now?
That saint in the great hall?
The Saint clearly lacked human will and seemed more like a collection of fragments from what was seen earlier.
Yuan Fang?
At first glance, there was a resemblance, and although he held a low ranking, he possessed not only a strange divining ability but was also quite keen on escaping the cage.
But there was an obvious issue–aside from his divining ability, there wasn’t any fundamental difference between him and Akasha. Like her, he had no knowledge of his past or reasons.
Wait…The Second-rate Fortuneteller, Kisaragi Chie, once said that their industry’s top-tier, one kind relied entirely on close observation.
What if Yuan Fang was also of this type?
Could his so-called destiny be nothing more than a prophecy drawn from a special perspective for the entire Unseen Hillock?
Perhaps besides observation, there was some inquiry involved, and maybe he was directly “told” about it.