Facing An Ancient God For A Year
/ Facing an Ancient God for a Year Chapter 1445 – 1443: Artificial Existence Core (13)
Chapter 1445: Chapter 1443: Artificial Existence Core (13)
"Why must it be one of us?"
Fu Qian's quick response was smooth as silk, leaving Winona momentarily stunned before she composed herself and questioned back.
"Mainly because I can sense the overwhelming strength in both of you, and I've heard about the Night Watchman's style in Los."
At this moment, the glass in his hand was covered in a thin layer of droplets. Fu Qian gulped down the remaining milk and answered with a grin.
"It's just a fraudulent incident, which might not even prove the involvement of any Transcendent elements. The deployment of such an extravagant lineup, reacting so swiftly, seems a bit unusual to me."
"Claire happened to mention something earlier, so I'm guessing there might be a personal connection involved?"
"...You do have quite the imagination."
Bald Leland did not interrupt their exchange, but after hearing Fu Qian's explanation, Winona's face lit up with a smile at a certain moment.
"Indeed, Claire is a long-time friend of mine. Of course, she doesn't know that much."
"She only knows you're a Night Watchman, not a highly skilled one, right? You truly are humble and discreet."
Fu Qian nodded repeatedly, lavishly praising her.
Of course, these have nothing to do with imagination.
The Night Watchman friend that Claire mentioned was undoubtedly her confidence in dismissing Transcendent factors, and was also part of Fu Qian's plan.
Brother Tommy judged that the Night Watchman's deployment might not be that fast, which was clearly a summary of years of experience.
But for himself, though not in a hurry, he wouldn't waste time just waiting here indefinitely.
If not for this additional motivating factor, he would definitely need to be more suspicious.
And the current outcome is undoubtedly quite ideal.
Not only arriving promptly but also with strong manpower.
"Thanks for the praise, but I'd rather you understand the necessity of answering questions."
Having confessed that her timely arrival was due to concern for her friends, Winona increased the pressure more candidly.
"Of course, I'm someone who always keeps promises."
Fu Qian waved his hand without any objections.
"The reason Lek Wesley ran away is quite simple; he knew he had been discovered."
"Discovered what?"
This time, it was Leland who coldly pursued.
"Discovered that he isn't a normal person—"
"Nonsense!"
Fu Qian's response was almost instantly interrupted, as Winona's face was frosty, clearly dissatisfied with this answer.
"Sorry, Claire might not have told you, but I just met the couple recently... Are you implying that I can't even tell if someone is a Transcendent? Is that what you're trying to express?"
"Indeed."
Fu Qian nodded earnestly, as the Clear Dream Ring flickered and enveloped the surroundings.
"Just like you can't discern if I am right now."
"You—"
At that instant, not just Winona but even the perpetually poker-faced Leland had a glimmer in his eyes.
Sitting there, the person still holding the cup of milk had, in perception, suddenly become indistinguishable from any ordinary person.
As a Second Phase operative, though not perfectly aligned in specialty, the suppression of such a vast level difference made deceiving their perception not even require the Witch's mask.
Regardless of how Leland understood this, the views of Lek, who piqued Fu Qian's interest, were inevitably shaken.
"Something's wrong, Leland! Be careful, you're being hypnotized!"
Indeed, Winona's reactions were intense.
With an incredulous expression, she seemed to have sensed something, yelling at Leland while launching an attack—in reality.
Like Claire, the Clear Dream Ring seemed ineffective on her.
Under Fu Qian's minimal effort targeting, she quickly shook off the influence.
Bang bang—
Her tactics were truly ruthless, almost unloading all the bullets in her gun immediately.
Various bursts of fiery black light flew around chaotically, bombarding the spot where Fu Qian had been seated.
Amidst the silence, the person across the table had vanished.
Whoosh!
At the same time, two dazzling flashes of sword light sliced through, nearly tearing open half the room.
Winona's vigilance was not entirely in vain; the dream attempting to hypnotize both had dissipated with the host's escape.
Instantly sobered, Leland strikingly swung two swords towards possibly hidden evading spaces.
Bam!
Even the next moment, with Winona plunging towards the open window, the gunfire was enveloped in fine green droplets.
Failing with the sword strikes, he unexpectedly pulled out a gun backward.
And at the moment of hitting, the fine beads shattered with an ice crystal-like crisp sound.
The glass, curtains, even the walls, instantly turned into fragmented green crystals, erupting outward.
Though impressive in series of blows, it seemed in vain.
As mentioned before, people here do genuinely adore these things.
Simultaneously, standing in the original spot as Blood Conquest, Fu Qian sighed once more.
He had no objections to this encounter.
From the start, his actions weren't meant to eliminate anyone or to lull someone into a dream to whisper secrets.
Winona's reaction was the goal.
Indeed, the Fourth Phase Transcendent who just met the Wesleys showed similar traits to Claire and significant resistance to the Clear Dream Ring.
Mr. Lek couldn't possibly give her a tongue bath as well, indicating Fu Qian's previous concerns weren't unfounded.
As a source of contamination spread, mere face-to-face contact might have infected her.
No obvious Transcendent signs appeared in this process; otherwise, Winona wouldn't be so ignorant.
The choice of indirect monitoring proved correct.
Verifying this was essentially the greatest significance of the exchange with the two Night Watchmen.
Of course, this was merely the beginning.
The next step is to ascertain if Lek is the target of the mission and the source of the plague.
If so, it might lead to a rather awkward situation.
One where Fu Qian has to eliminate him yet avoid contact, even abstract interaction.
Tricky, but that's for later; what's crucial is confirming this challenge.
For instance, visiting Mr. Wesley's house to check the room forbidden to anyone.
Before that, though, there's something else to do first.
"Where did he go?"
Inside the room, Winona watched Leland's actions incredulously.
Disappeared without a trace, leaving no evidence?
"It's hard to comprehend, but it seems so—watch out!"
Frowning in thought, Leland didn't finish his sentence before warning fiercely.
A shimmering, translucent ice spear whistled towards Winona along with the abruptly appearing figure in the corner.
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