Chapter 1018: Chapter 1016: The Nemesis of the Godson Chapter 1018: Chapter 1016: The Nemesis of the Godson [Mission Evaluation: Nemesis of the Godson]
As Miss Liushuang was shocking the Silver Mist Manor, Fu Qian had returned to the warehouse, listening to the commentary that had begun to play.

[In the lengthy history of the Ji Family, a group of lucky ones once emerged.

From a certain moment, they started receiving mysterious enlightenments incessantly and grew their abilities inherited from their bloodline at an unprecedented pace.

They called this enlightenment the Gospel and sculpted the family’s and their own splendor with it.

However, years later, this golden generation favored by fate faced the time of repayment.

Misfortune and calamity followed them until their lives met their absolute end, even those who had touched divinity were no exception, and the Gospel completely vanished along with them.

Years later, someone used their remains to reawaken that blessing and, simultaneously, called back the severed attention.

The seeds of paradox managed to circumvent the barriers and thrived within the Ashfall.

The ambitious minds who noticed this were not satisfied with simple tests and conceived a more efficient plan.

The most satisfying aspect of this plan was, even if it ultimately failed, the scapegoat had already been chosen, ready to turn it into a quest for vengeance at any moment.

Unfortunately, the Godson, protected by layers of schemes, ended up exposed because of you and annihilated under the rules.

Even his mother, the Mother of the Gospel, who dared to project herself in front of you, couldn’t stop this from happening; in fact, she was desecrated.

You have already harmed more than one offspring of Divine Beings, causing hatred and resentment to echo because of you.]
[Kills: None]
[Rewards: SAN Points +20]
[Special Reward: Gospel Blast]
[Current SAN Points 108, Current Inspiration 99]
[Would you like to playback the event recap?]
What?

This isn’t right, is it? Not a single kill for myself out of the three?

And I thought I was going to rake in a huge harvest of SAN Points!

After clearly hearing the mission rewards, Fu Qian was stunned for quite some time.

So what was all this hard work for?

Not to mention the offspring of the Mother of the Gospel, according to the mission summary, I only caused it to be exposed, leading to its annihilation under the rules, not personally killing it.

What about the Mal brothers, the two Demigods?

I personally did the deed. The kills couldn’t possibly be credited to anyone else–wait a second, unless they didn’t die.

The next moment, a thought popped up.

There’s a saying that once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.

Demigods, inherently brimming with vitality, and the Native Council has countless methods, could there be something like a Life Protection Box Wei somewhere?

Interesting. Using Visceral Critical Strike would probably have been cleaner.

But the Mal brothers are quite special, missing a few SAN Points is no big deal, maybe when I encounter them next time, they’ll bring something interesting.

Not to mention, after this return, I can maximize the spread of the Rebirth Club’s notoriety.

Fu Qian snorted coldly, arrogantly surveying his surroundings.

Moreover, the biggest reward had already been secured.

Not even in a hurry to examine the special reward, Fu Qian tapped his head, selecting the event recap.

Quickly navigating through thoughts, he relived that moment in the endless Sea of Ashes, an inseparable connection transcending flesh and spirit.

Even the nauseating desecration visited upon the Mother of the Gospel meant the ability was definitely not as simple as telling a fake story. To completely blur the lines between truth and falsehood, the cognition it connected to was probably meaningful.

Like this sense of converging cause and effect within the ashes.

So the question arises, other than myself, what else could create this kind of connection?

Like, perhaps, Divine Trait?

In fact, from the first moment I saw it, Fu Qian had a hunch about it.

The Pseudo-God ritual mentioned that I had taken a completely wrong path, even the corresponding Divine Trait didn’t exist, but it would soon emerge and mystically connect with me.

Was the Blasphemous King I shook out from the lantern a manifestation of this mysterious connection?

Whatever the case, it seemed I should make a trip to the Sea of Ashes and search for an opportunity.

Sorting out his thoughts, Fu Qian concluded the replay with satisfaction and finally started to look at his special reward.

[Name: Gospel Blast]
[Introduction: Emulates the power form of the Mother of the Gospel’s authority, capable of directly enlightening the essence of a spirit, but being an imitation, its effects are uncontrollable and violent.

When used, it emits a Transcendent roar that tears at the target’s spiritual self, causing terrifying tremors, while also accumulating substantial enlightenment and madness. If the target is unable to stabilize swiftly, their Transcendent abilities may mutate uncontrollably, as may their very self.]
[Remarks: The Gospel is only granted to the pitiful.]
Gospel… Blast?

An unrestrained, violent enlightenment without any power limits?

Never mind whether it caused madness, the real question was whether it made one stronger?

This Skill seems reminiscent of a crude version of what the lucky Ji descendants faced in the mission summary!

Interesting, although I normally prefer action over words, given the unpleasantness with the Mother of the Gospel, spreading the Gospel on her behalf might soothe our relations a bit?

Fu Qian thought to himself, nodding repeatedly.

For a tier three mission, he felt extremely satisfied with such a reward.

Not to mention acquiring information about a potential opportunity.

Furthermore, the content of this mission summary was quite detailed.

The Ji golden generation, those lucky ones who advanced rapidly under the Gospel’s enlightenment, met mysterious ends to their lives one after another.

It felt like stumbling upon some incredible information.

The bodies of those lucky ones must have wound up in the hands of the Native Council, that is to say, the origin of Ji Ping’s hand.

Their approach with the guise of the Rebirth Club seemed initially like a test, but upon discovering its great effectiveness, they moved forward with further plans.

Also, the Divinity of the Ashfall, clearly connected to the Unseen Hillock, and so was the Mother of the Gospel.

And the ruler of the Unseen Hillock, Ji Feng, although not listed in the Ji Family records, couldn’t be discounted as having a bloodline connection…

Fu Qian seemed to discern a convoluted Erosion Plan, the Mother of the Gospel consistently attempting to corrupt the Unseen Hillock–Secluded and Deep Incarnate–but was met with vigorous resistance.

Ultimately, She took an alternative path, using the bloodline linked to Ji Feng to guide the enlightenment, forged the golden generation, and sowed her seeds within.

The bizarre deaths of the lucky ones later on must have meant the ruse had been discovered, the acting force though, was harder to tell.

Years later, the Native Council revived this perverted blessing within Ji Ping.

Do these Deities have nothing else to do, always picking on the little guys?

As Fu Qian deduced all this, he clicked his tongue in wonder.

However, the reason behind it all, the warehouse had actually touched upon it a bit.

Circumventing the barrier… So, are humans still the chosen ones, always under some sort of protection?